Fern Potter

Backstory

Flaming red leaves rustled around me as I gazed into the misty river, peace and quiet enveloping the surroundings. Just as I was I was about to fall into a long awaited sleep, an awful screeching sound pierced my ear. BLIMEY! AN OWL! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY?! My Hogwarts letter has arrived... Its pure, sleek-as-snow feathers ruffling in the soft breeze, prominent beak shining proudly. It stared at me with its fierce medallion eyes that imitated the burning glaze of fire. A few seconds later the owl (getting impatient) nudged my arm with its head and stuck out its right leg where a letter was attached. So obviously my first instinct was to take the letter. A few minutes later I was jumping up and down and by the time I was done, the owl with mesmerising eyes was gone. A few weeks later after grabbing all my Diagon alley supplies, feeling giddy after getting my wand (Ash wood with a Unicorn hair core 10" and Unyielding flexibility) and the tickle in your stomach as Madame Malkin measured my height. At 10:30 we left to go to Kingscross Station, butterflies erupting in my stomach and my head almost feeling light at the thrilling thought of adventure in the great wide somewhere. Well then. Hogwarts, my future, and magical experiences, here I come.