Me in Harry Potters World

Me in Harry Potter World.


I wake up,get out of bed,and grab my glasses after rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
I run my fingers through my hair, pulling it back,away from my sleepy face. I yawn and look out the window. And

what do I see? A boy,my age. And he's just walking. Just walking by.
He's beautiful.
Raven-black hair,glasses,just like me, overly large t-shirt and jeans.
He looks so happy. It's not even sun-up, and he's out,walking.
Somehow,the sight of him calms me.He looks so..well,I'm not going to say zen,because that's a word I connect with

old hippies. Peaceful. Yeah, peaceful.

I've just moved to the neighbourhood. I don't know anyone here. I used to go to Durmstrang, for geographical

reasons. But I'm fifteen now. I live with a host family. They're wizards too,of course. An elderly couple without

children. I arrived only yesterday, and the only kid I've been exposed to as of yet, is this terrible little bully

named "Big D" and his goons. They tried beating me up. Lucky for me I went to Durmstrang.
Ok,so I moved here becuase I didn't quite .. fit in.. with the Durmstrang crowd. So little in fact, I was allowed

to transfer to Hogwarts. I'm a straight E student,so no problem there. The only problem I have,is in Potions. I

manage to scrape by with an Acceptable in that class,so we'll see. I hear the Hogwarts potions master is pretty

strict.

Anyway. This boy, he was just walking by. And I was waiting for my Daily Prophet,so I had to open my window. That's

when I saw his wand. Just sticking out of his backpocket,just like that. So much for the Secrecy Statute.
The Daily Prophet owl came at that exact moment,and pecked at my window. His head turned, and I saw the scar.
I mean, even in my dingy little part of the world we know whose scar that is. So I just kinda nodded at him. And he

kind of nodded back.

~ * ~

I followed all the other people with owls to platform 9 3/4. It was sort of spooky,running towards the solid brick

wall. I'm astounded at how Muggles seem to ignore evrything around them,sometimes. It's sort of amusing. Here we

are,all running into a brick wall,disappearing into it,and noone notices.
And then I see him. The angel. He's got almost silvery blonde hair, and steel grey eyes. He's the most beautiful

boy I've ever seen. I lock eyes with him for a split-second,before I haste onto the train.

I'm shaken. Can't even breathe properly. And I'm annoyed with myself. I know this year will be like the others,

except this time I'm new. Which makes it worse. That means the cliques are well-established, the secrets many, as

the codewords. And to get a crush on some random hottie won't make it better. Hopefully I'll be able to avoid him

all together. I mean,it's a big school. Lots of people. Oh,who am I kidding.. I'll be looking for that silvery

blond the rest of the school year. Damnations.

~ * ~

I had to be Sorted. With the First years. How embarrassing. I'm in a fairly good house, I suppose. I noticed it

wasn't "his" house,at once. How pathetic. But I'm in Gryffindor. With Harry Potter. That's quite good,right?
I mean. I was told Slytherins are evil, almost at once. These very nice twins told me all about them. They noticed

my stare, I guess. his name is Draco. Like Dragon. So cool.

So far, I like Charms best. Prof Flitwick is such a nice little man. There's this one girl,though,in my year,who I

really don't like. But I think she disliked me first. She and I knew all the right answers,and the professors

commented that "ms. Granger had competition now". I don't want to make enemies on my second day, but when I

introduced myself to her, she seemed kind of stuck up. Like I wasn't good enough. Later I find out she's friends

with Harry Potter. They're like the celebrity trio,those two,and a brother to the twins. One kid in my class who I

really like is this guy Neville. He seems so shy and clumsy,and he is,but he's kind hearted too. And not conceited.
He told me all about Draco. He's like the school bully I suppose. That's just bloody typical.

Oh, and I met this other nice kid in the library. She's a ravenclaw,but she doesn't mind hanging out with me. She's

going to show me around Hogsmeade when we get to go.


~ * ~

I hate Potions!!
The prof. is like the personification of evil! I hate him! He snuck up behind me,and spoke to me,like almost

whispered in my ear,at a crucial point of my potion, and I was concentrating so hard,I lost the whole spoon into

the kettle,making the whole damned thing to explode,and cover me in goo that burned me. Oh,glory day! And the worst

of it? Oh, Draco is in my Potions class. Great!

But what was I expecting. Everyone warned me,Snape was a foul git. What was I to do? Kiss his ass? not likely.

I hope this year betters.. This is only my third day....

*sigh*
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A/N: This is in response to Past Dervish and Banges contest on DeviantArt.