Your Magical Adventures
Don't be afraid to twist and turn the story!!! YOU pick what happens, YOU decide loyalties, YOU are the handler of the story. And remember, magic is your goal!!! And don't ask questions. YOU know the answers.
Is this some kind of joke? I am no witch, but here I am, on a train to a school with some weird items. But I stay in my seat next to no one, and wait for the train to arrive at Hogwarts. When the train skids to a stop I wonder if I'm being kidnapped but I do nothing but follow the other children off.
A burly man who is freakishly tall calls, "First years! First years!" I guess thats me. I stroll over there, and I have my first gaze at the building. It's a castle! "Wow..." I think aloud, mouth open. "Yes, it is quite brilliant." The giant man marvels. "I'm Hagrid. Rubeus Hagrid. Jolly good day, isn't it? And you are...?" "Jeanette Rivers." "Well, Jeanette, we'll be getting in our boats soon." And then we were quiet, but my mind was louder than a party gone out of control. Ever since the accident...
"Four to a boat, four to a boat!" I climb into the back of one, behind two boys, one with shaggy black hair, the other red. I look around for a paddle, but the boats are moving alone! Magical...
I see one familiar. Squinting, I remember the exact same white blond hair... nobody has those features except... "Draco?" I will never forget a name like that. I'm sure it's him but he doesn't hear me. Minding my own buisness, another boat crashes into ours and I, and the one in the front, fall out. Quickly, I climb back in, freezing, and I look to see who did it. Draco's boat.
Finally when we get to shore, I huddle with the rest of the children,and an older lady notices us two cold and wet. "Go and get some dry clothes on." I push through the crowd and the other girl who fell out has reddish brown hair and brown-green eyes. As we were walking down the hallways of the school, I was silently in awe of the school, but I wanted to make a friend so I wasn't the lone ranger in the class.
I say, "I'm Jeanette." "Rue." she says back. "I'm really nervous." I stammer, "I know nothing of magic." "Me either." Soon enough, we were chit-chatting about everything- from the giant man, Hagrid, to broomsticks. When we got to the bathroom, I rapidly change my robes and in no time Rue and I are dashing to this hall where we'll be "sorted". I have no idea what that means. One of the teachers, I think, the one with the turban thingy, is waiting at the door. "C..c..come o..o..on! G..g..go with..th..th the other..r..rs!" He defiantly is scared of something. We ignore him and speed-walk to the pack of other "first years".
"Just in time, Rue Bravo!" The lady who told us to get on dry clothes called her name. I nudge her foward. She looks behind with a what-the-heck-are-we-doing facial expression. Rue gets up in front of everyone and sits on a stool, trembling... a hat gets placed on her head... and there is silence... until "RAVENCLAW!!!" The hat screeches. What is Ravenclaw? "What...?" I whisper. A girl next to me, brown hair, brown eyes, says, "Oh, Ravenclaw is one of the four houses that the kids get sorted into. And that's what group you stay here for your seven years here. There is also Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin... but Gryffindor seems by far the best... by the way, I'm Hermione, who are you?" "Jeanette..." "Great meeting you! I..."
"Hermione Granger!"
"Guess I gotta go. See you around!" She skips up to the chair and I have no idea what she just said but I like her. The hat is placed on her head and she smiles brightly. "GRYFFINDOR!!!" I am happy she got what house she wanted, but now I'm nervous to see which I get... a crucial moment... for seven years...friends for life...change...
"Jeanette Rivers!"
I push through the crowd and sit on the stool. Closing my eyes shut tightly, I wait for the hat to touch my head... I wonder if it has lice... That was so random... "GRYFFINDOR!!!" I didn't even feel it touch my head. I skip happily over to sit with Hermione, and I wave at Rue, she waves back. The two boys who sat in front of me in the boats now are across from me.
"Hey, I'm Ron Weasley." the redhead introduces.
"Jeanette Rivers." I smile cheekily.
"Oh, Harry Potter." the black haired boy with shocking green eyes says. This is the first time I notice a weird scar on his forehead. A bolt of lightning...
Harry and Ron both look at the Slytherin's table and then someone scowls back. And it's Draco. What has gotten into him? I thought he was nice... Or at least he WAS...
A burly man who is freakishly tall calls, "First years! First years!" I guess thats me. I stroll over there, and I have my first gaze at the building. It's a castle! "Wow..." I think aloud, mouth open. "Yes, it is quite brilliant." The giant man marvels. "I'm Hagrid. Rubeus Hagrid. Jolly good day, isn't it? And you are...?" "Jeanette Rivers." "Well, Jeanette, we'll be getting in our boats soon." And then we were quiet, but my mind was louder than a party gone out of control. Ever since the accident...
"Four to a boat, four to a boat!" I climb into the back of one, behind two boys, one with shaggy black hair, the other red. I look around for a paddle, but the boats are moving alone! Magical...
I see one familiar. Squinting, I remember the exact same white blond hair... nobody has those features except... "Draco?" I will never forget a name like that. I'm sure it's him but he doesn't hear me. Minding my own buisness, another boat crashes into ours and I, and the one in the front, fall out. Quickly, I climb back in, freezing, and I look to see who did it. Draco's boat.
Finally when we get to shore, I huddle with the rest of the children,and an older lady notices us two cold and wet. "Go and get some dry clothes on." I push through the crowd and the other girl who fell out has reddish brown hair and brown-green eyes. As we were walking down the hallways of the school, I was silently in awe of the school, but I wanted to make a friend so I wasn't the lone ranger in the class.
I say, "I'm Jeanette." "Rue." she says back. "I'm really nervous." I stammer, "I know nothing of magic." "Me either." Soon enough, we were chit-chatting about everything- from the giant man, Hagrid, to broomsticks. When we got to the bathroom, I rapidly change my robes and in no time Rue and I are dashing to this hall where we'll be "sorted". I have no idea what that means. One of the teachers, I think, the one with the turban thingy, is waiting at the door. "C..c..come o..o..on! G..g..go with..th..th the other..r..rs!" He defiantly is scared of something. We ignore him and speed-walk to the pack of other "first years".
"Just in time, Rue Bravo!" The lady who told us to get on dry clothes called her name. I nudge her foward. She looks behind with a what-the-heck-are-we-doing facial expression. Rue gets up in front of everyone and sits on a stool, trembling... a hat gets placed on her head... and there is silence... until "RAVENCLAW!!!" The hat screeches. What is Ravenclaw? "What...?" I whisper. A girl next to me, brown hair, brown eyes, says, "Oh, Ravenclaw is one of the four houses that the kids get sorted into. And that's what group you stay here for your seven years here. There is also Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin... but Gryffindor seems by far the best... by the way, I'm Hermione, who are you?" "Jeanette..." "Great meeting you! I..."
"Hermione Granger!"
"Guess I gotta go. See you around!" She skips up to the chair and I have no idea what she just said but I like her. The hat is placed on her head and she smiles brightly. "GRYFFINDOR!!!" I am happy she got what house she wanted, but now I'm nervous to see which I get... a crucial moment... for seven years...friends for life...change...
"Jeanette Rivers!"
I push through the crowd and sit on the stool. Closing my eyes shut tightly, I wait for the hat to touch my head... I wonder if it has lice... That was so random... "GRYFFINDOR!!!" I didn't even feel it touch my head. I skip happily over to sit with Hermione, and I wave at Rue, she waves back. The two boys who sat in front of me in the boats now are across from me.
"Hey, I'm Ron Weasley." the redhead introduces.
"Jeanette Rivers." I smile cheekily.
"Oh, Harry Potter." the black haired boy with shocking green eyes says. This is the first time I notice a weird scar on his forehead. A bolt of lightning...
Harry and Ron both look at the Slytherin's table and then someone scowls back. And it's Draco. What has gotten into him? I thought he was nice... Or at least he WAS...
4 Comments
Does anyone want to write the next chapter???
I would like to it sonds interesting can i make Rue a mermaid? :3
Ummmm sure but it should be like a secret
:) :) :)