When I was 5, I started talking sense. There were several funny and really close shaves between the ages of five and eight.

When I was five, I knew loads of muggle kids and almost zero magical ones. I had been forced to start muggle school and was seen as really strange. I had a choice on what I wore to school. I wore black and silver robes instead of muggle clothes and never talked to anyone. I thought school was horrible! One day, an older kid, she must have been seven, started bragging about her skill in netball (a muggle game involving a single ball and no flying). Then she started teasing me because of my clothes. I just wouldn't take it. I said "I'm amazing on a broomstick, I bet you don't even know how to fly. You are an atrocious muggle and I hate you!" Then the girl just laughed and mocked me. She taunted me for believing in baby fairy stuff. Before I could say any more, the bell wrung to come back inside. As the muggle kids say - Saved by the bell. Thankfully I never saw her again.

When I was seven, I'd finally found a friend. Her name was Jasmina and she was really cool. She was a year older than me and I looked up to her. One day, she decided to come home with me and I was thrilled. I told her I'd show her some really cool stuff. When we got to the flat (I walked home), my mum was in the kitchen making cauldron cakes. I learnt many things that day. The first was that muggles don't eat Cauldron Cakes. Jasmina ate one. Thankfully I didn't tell her what they were called or give her the recipe.

We then journeyed into my room. The wallpaper was red Aussie Aerials. Jasmina asked what it was and I happily told her all about quidditch. She sat on the bed, her eyes wide. She asked if it was true so I went to my cupboard and pulled out my broom, the Firebolt 2. I then hovered around the room to prove everything. When it was time for Jasmina to go, she went and asked my mum if she knew. My mum then said that I'd been naughty and told lies. Of course there was no such thing as quidditch or magic! As soon as Jasmina left, I was scolded. I was told about muggle and magic security. I was banned from my firebolt for the next month and was never to play with curious girls again. 

When I was eight, the school decided to host a cake stall. Without my mum knowing, I made some cauldron cakes. The school asked that I have an ingredients list. I had no idea that muggles didn't eat cauldron cakes and didn't include a spells list with the ingredients. I carefully wrote out the ingredients and spells used for the cakes. It broke my heart when the teachers ripped up the list and gave me detention for lying. Of course my mum was called and that was the end of sending cakes to school.