Diary of a Muggle-Born Ravenclaw
written by ♡Aℓσнα♡
Miley Sanber was a muggle-born. She had always loved writing and reading. Here is her story of becoming a witch. Post on my wall if you want more!!!!!!!!! :)
Last Updated
05/31/21
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A Ride to Magic
Chapter 4
June 2nd continuing......
I stared at his hand for a moment, then looked at my family, they beckoned to go on. I looked back at Ben, and took his hand.
And, there you go! We disappeared...
I don't remember correctly, but I felt this weird feeling against me. Then, next thing you knew, we were at this really weird ancient time packed place. Here's the picture I drew of it! https://i.pinimg.com/originals/30/9d/26/309d2690c172137da3be7767d07783c9.jpg
Though, I guess since you're a diary, which is paper, you can't really go on the link.....
Anyway, Ben said, "We have just Apparated into Diagon Alley! This is where you buy all our things for magic school!", I gaped at him. This was the mall!?
Diagon Alley was a peculiar place. It was a cobbledstoned wizarding alley.
But it was so cool! More than cool! It was amazingly magical. When you look left, there were kids my age with wands that sparked at the end, giving off a little light, with screechy owls to beautiful snow owls perched on their shoulders. When you looked right, there was old wizards giving little kids treats that made their hair stand on end!
I couldn't believe it. I was living in a fairy tale. Just then, a sudden idea hit me. I quickly jerked my head toward Ben. "Wait so, does that mean I get to marry I rich handsome prince? Since magic's real. And I'm living in the world of fairy tales?", I asked. Ben chuckled. Barely amusing me. "Yes well you see, there are no royals in the wizarding world-". "Well that just sucks", I muttered under my breath, looking down. "-and, fairy tales like, what's it called? Cinderella? Yeah well, your grandparents did a good job telling you they were real, am I right perchy?", said Ben, nodding towards a screech owl, thinking he actually funny. "Yeah no stop with that please it's just freaking me out." I said. Ben's face looked like a tomatoe after that.
I ignored him. I stepped forward. I smiled. "I always knew there was something special about me.". "Talk about being selfish", muttered Ben. I got his name tag, and ripped it in half. Oh, remember when I gave you a tour of my brain diary? Well, I forgot to mention I hate tall-thinking their cool-wizards.
I need just three people to post on my wall saying they want more!!!!!!!!
I stared at his hand for a moment, then looked at my family, they beckoned to go on. I looked back at Ben, and took his hand.
And, there you go! We disappeared...
I don't remember correctly, but I felt this weird feeling against me. Then, next thing you knew, we were at this really weird ancient time packed place. Here's the picture I drew of it! https://i.pinimg.com/originals/30/9d/26/309d2690c172137da3be7767d07783c9.jpg
Though, I guess since you're a diary, which is paper, you can't really go on the link.....
Anyway, Ben said, "We have just Apparated into Diagon Alley! This is where you buy all our things for magic school!", I gaped at him. This was the mall!?
Diagon Alley was a peculiar place. It was a cobbledstoned wizarding alley.
But it was so cool! More than cool! It was amazingly magical. When you look left, there were kids my age with wands that sparked at the end, giving off a little light, with screechy owls to beautiful snow owls perched on their shoulders. When you looked right, there was old wizards giving little kids treats that made their hair stand on end!
I couldn't believe it. I was living in a fairy tale. Just then, a sudden idea hit me. I quickly jerked my head toward Ben. "Wait so, does that mean I get to marry I rich handsome prince? Since magic's real. And I'm living in the world of fairy tales?", I asked. Ben chuckled. Barely amusing me. "Yes well you see, there are no royals in the wizarding world-". "Well that just sucks", I muttered under my breath, looking down. "-and, fairy tales like, what's it called? Cinderella? Yeah well, your grandparents did a good job telling you they were real, am I right perchy?", said Ben, nodding towards a screech owl, thinking he actually funny. "Yeah no stop with that please it's just freaking me out." I said. Ben's face looked like a tomatoe after that.
I ignored him. I stepped forward. I smiled. "I always knew there was something special about me.". "Talk about being selfish", muttered Ben. I got his name tag, and ripped it in half. Oh, remember when I gave you a tour of my brain diary? Well, I forgot to mention I hate tall-thinking their cool-wizards.
I need just three people to post on my wall saying they want more!!!!!!!!
