Leila Mac

Backstory

My mother is a muggle while my father is a squib. I never had any pressure from them to be magical, but as soon as I heard about Harry Potter at age 9, I put pressure on myself. I knew that my success would come from only magic. 
Some homeschooled wizard kids in my neighborhood would push me around. One day, studying the fantastic beasts and where to find them book while drawing what I thought the creatures might look like, a big 14 year old came up to me. He said his name was Stephen, and that he had to punish me for my "devil worshipping." By that he meant my attempting magic (eye roll).

anyway he pushed me around and I eventually fell down a well.

i was stuck there for barely an hour when Stephen and his friends came to taunt me from 20 feet above. By then I was boiling with hatred, when somehow, I was halfway up a ladder made of their trousers. I climbed the makeshift ladder until I got to the top of the well. As I came out, Stephen and his cronies screamed and spit at me, calling me a witch. But I was proud.

i am a witch. 3 years later in my second year of Hogwarts, I became an animagus by choice and snuck into Stephen's house as a calico cat during Christmas break. I sat on his chest every night until he would wake up and scream. I'd hiss and scratch his face, then I would disappear out the window. He became paranoid around cats, calling them demons, and eventually his parents couldn't take it anymore. They enrolled him in a school in the UK, somewhere in London, and he has not moved back since. (It's been YEARS).

moral of the story is, have courage, face your fears, and dont let some muggle shame you for being awesome.