Not everyone in the world is as lucky as me.When I got the letter with the hallowed Hogwarts seal,I thought it was a prank by my big fat brother. Only when my Aunt read the letter, gave a good amount of disgust, did I accept that I was the Chosen one.
In the Hogwarts express, which I had to board all by myself, I found a nearly empty cabin towards the end. She was sitting there alone in a corner.
She wore a pink headband, beyond which the hair was neatly plaited. On the right ear, a white plastic earring with a yellow smiley and on the left a yellow earring with a sad emoticon stuck in red; eyes covered by a sky Blue rimmed glasses which were three sizes bigger for her face. I looked up to find a plain red sackbag customized with innumerable hand made doodles. She noticed me staring through her big brown eyes.
I thought to myself
‘phew, she seems more eccentric than me. Reminds me of Luna Lovegood’
She turns her head up.
I gather courage and ask,
‘What are you?..I mean who are you?’
‘I am not Luna.’
I just kept staring post her shocking reply.
‘And you thought only you could read minds here?’
‘So that does make you more like Luna’ I exclaimed.
‘I am not so eccentric. I am more like a Hermione.’
‘If you are her, then I am Tom Marvolo Riddle’
‘Shhh. Haven’t your parents taught you that you shouldn’t utter his name.’
‘Why cant I tell my own name?’
‘I pity your sense of humor. You seem more a Weasley than the Dark Lord’
‘And with such snobbishness, you seem just like the Mudblood Hermione, except you are not pretty.’
‘Ah! I shall take that as a compliment.’
‘Before you take that, let me remind you what happens to Ron and Hermione at the end.’
‘Aah, I have a Victor Krum back home. I don’t worry about ending up with Weasleys.’
‘Damn him! Let me go back to being Voldemort.’
‘In fact, you do look like a noseless loser.’
She started to laugh.
I slowly unearth my wand.
‘Let me recite a poem, I read on Insta’
Roses are red
Violets are Blue
I love you
The filthy little Mudblood did not complete her last last laugh.