Cassie Potter

Backstory

Moss green leaves rustled around me as I gazed into the misty pond, 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. SWEET CHEESE AND CRACKERS! AN OWL! My Hogwarts letter has arrived... Its rusty, soft-as-silk feathers ruffling in the soft breeze. It stared at me with its fierce azure eyes that imitated the depths of the deepest ocean. 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. 4 weeks later after grabbing all my Diagon alley supplies, feeling the ecstatic bubbly feeling of a wand choosing you 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.