The Moment.
My name's Andrew Kelly and I'm pretty average.
Well pretty average for a guy who has magical powers. But pretty average all of the same.
Last year I found out that I was a " Wizard". That there was an explanation for things I did that no one could explain. That there was a reason my father got more anxious as the years went on.
My name's Andrew Kelly and I'm a Muggle-born wizard.
And this is my story.
Last Updated
05/31/21
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The Proof.
Chapter 6
Okay I guess that my Dad isn't a total douchebag and that maybe he was telling the truth. I mean yeah when he pulled out his "wand" I thought that maybe it was him that needed to see the psychiatrist but hell when that wall MOVED apart I was sure proven wrong.
It was amazing. A whole new world opened up to me, a world where maybe just maybe I could fit in. It was colorful and it was busy and it was well like out of a story book. And yeah maybe some of you are used to it but me? I street kid from Newcastle? It was BRILLIANT.
So many people in robes. And animals. I fucking hate animals. But apparently I needed one. I remember my Dad saying a could have a owl I like totally flipped out, I mean I love owls but aren't like most of them endangered?
I got an owl. A sleek snowy white one. Beautiful. I also needed a wand. Obviously so to Ollivanders it was.
There was so many to choose from they were so exhilarating but y'know the wand chooses the wizard. I got a phoenix feather 12 an a half inch alder one. Dam cool it is.
