Hannah Mariah Kirk

Backstory

It was often times hard going to a normal... well, muggle school and accidents seeming to happen all the time. I was often left alone and quite literally voided by many of my fellow peers. My parents were often flabbergasted by the "accidents" themselves. Like my teacher suddenly breaking out into hives while I was throwing a tantrum or the popular girl's hair turning an odd shade of neon yellow after calling me a rather rude nickname. But it all changed when a peculiar looking woman arrived at my house one summer. She called herself Professor McGonagall and claimed to be the headmistress of a school that taught witches and wizards. My parents were, of course, skeptical until she brought up the incidents that I had been in. Shock did not cover the expressions on my parents faces. Still, the reassurance that I was not the only one who had those moments made me feel better.

That was when I discovered the truth of who I was. I am a witch. A rather nervous witch going to her first year of Hogwarts. Hopefully I don't embarrass myself any time soon. But who knows. Adventure awaits.