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Magical

Nine in the Afternoon

I was finally going to Hogwarts. My mom always told me how great it was there and how much I would love it. I had been excited to go since I was a little kid. My father however was a muggle, and therefore, knew nothing about it but my mom’s stories. He was a bit bitter about it. We all assumed he was jealous. My parents had done a pretty good job raising me though.

I grew up in a small wizarding village near Godric’s Hollow with my brother Mikey. He had a few good friends and so did I. I was currently sitting with my friends on the train to the school. Brendon Urie sat on my left, with Patrick Stump across from him, and across from me was Alex Gaskarth. The four of us grew up together. We always tried to form a sort of band with Mikey’s friends. It never worked out though since Mikey and his friends all played bass and we all sang. It was quite awkward.

When we were younger, we would play quidditch in Brendon’s backyard. I was always the seeker, Alex and Patrick were great chasers, and Brendon was the best keeper I had ever seen of his age. We would face Mikey’s team whenever we played actual games. Mikey would play seeker like me. His friends, Jack and Pete were chasers, and Dallon was a keeper. We didn’t have beaters since there wasn’t a bludger flying around. I was actually quite grateful for that though, considering we were so little, that the wind could’ve been enough to blow us off of our brooms. We were probably only around five years old when we played the most. Now that we were eleven and going to Hogwarts, we all dreamed of playing on the house teams.

Right then, I was snapped out of my thoughts by Patrick. Well really it was Alex telling me Patrick had a question, since Patrick was too nice to interrupt my thoughts. “Gerard?” Alex said, lightly hitting my shoulder. “What?” I asked as my head snapped up. “We were just asking what houses we wanted to be in.” Patrick said. “Oh, um. Well I guess Gryffindor. What about all of you?” I answered. “Same here,” Alex replied. “Me too,” Patrick said. “Well I suppose that I just want to be with my friends really. So Gryffindor for me too!” Brendon. We all laughed a bit and continued to talk about our hopes and dreams for our new school.

Outside, the sun was setting. It was getting pretty late. We had to be close now. I was so excited to see what it looked like. I had been dreaming of this place since I was old enough to remember.

Notes

I'm not really happy with how this chapter turned out. I think it's pretty short and rambly. Let me know what you think. :)

Comments

@GerardFreakinWay
Really? Thanks!!!!!!! I didn't think it would be any good :)

Killjoyforlife Killjoyforlife
1/21/15

I freaking love this with a burning passion.

@IfIWereATurtle
Why thank you! I can't wait to write more :D

Killjoyforlife Killjoyforlife
1/19/15

Bless you, magical killjoy! I can't wait for more! :D

IfIWereATurtle IfIWereATurtle
1/19/15

@madalenaafonso
Thanks :)

Killjoyforlife Killjoyforlife
1/19/15