Scott's Perspective-

Scott looked at the letter and then turned to face the owl who was cleaning its feathers on the window sill.

His hand caressed the letter.

It was perfectly folded and fit nicely into the envelope.

Scott was 11 and had blonde hair that he dyed cyan. He was gay and very, VERY smart. But there was also something... unusual about him.

He could do...well he could do something weird. Sometimes he can summon objects to his hands and once he healed a bruise he had after falling off his bike.

He didn't know how he could do it and he was sure something was wrong with him.

His mother then knocked on the door, startling both the owl and Scott.

"Scott, sweetie, if you want you can call your friends and see if they can go to the city along with you to buy school supplies."

Scott looked at the letter and the owl, who hooted.

"What was that?" His mother gasped, "Sweetie, I'm coming in."

She saw the owl and the letter in Scott's hand and was shocked.

"I- is it here?" She smiled, "I knew it!"

Scott's mouth opened and then closed.

I didn't think...

"I thought you were joking when you explained the magic world. I thought- I thought that was all something you made up." Scott said, utterly shocked.

His mother shook her head, smiling.

"I can't do magic here in front of the other muggles, but I am a witch." She smiled, "Your father, as I've told you, is a muggle. Can't do magic, but he is fascinated by it. Come on! Let's grab him and open your letter!"

She grabbed Scott's hand and they ran downstairs together.

"Come on, COME ON!" His father sighed and collapsed onto the sofa.

He was watching football (soccer) on the TV and his team was losing.

His mother cleared her throat.

He turned his attention to them.

"What's that you got there Scott?" He asked.

"He's been accepted." Scott's mother grabbed his shoulders, smiling.

His father smiled, "That's great!" He got up and hugged his son.

They were acting like he just won a million dollars.

"Go ahead, see what you need for your classes."

Scott pulled out his letter and read it aloud.

His mother then said, "Alright. We're going to go into Diagon Ally tomorrow. School starts next week. Jesus, there's so much to do!"

Scott watched as his parents ran around in a panic.

Eventually, they took a picture together and they all hugged each other.

Scott had no idea was happening or what he was getting himself into.

He looked down at the train ticket and took a deep breath.

Just looking at the ticket made his stomach ache and he had a feeling that this was going to go downhill very fast.

One Week Later-

Scott's mouth fell open.

There were so many people.

Some kids with owls and cats, others with books and huge trunks and brooms.

There was the loud bustle of people shouting, moving trunks, and then the train horn.

"Alright sweetie." Scott's mother pulled him aside, "Have a good year. Write often. Don't get in too much trouble, and make some friends."

"Tell me what happens in the Quidditch house games." His father said.

They all hugged and the train sounded again.

"I love you!" They shouted as Scott waved goodbye and climbed onto the train.

He took one last look at his parents and then turned around.

His owl, Ember, hooted softly.

Ember was a brown owl that was very quiet.

"Come on Ember, let's find a compartment." Scott said.

Scott walked into a compartment that was home to a boy with brown hair, a boy with red hair, a snowy white owl, and a rat. (Hint hint, may be some people you know).

The boys ceased their conversation to stare at Scott.

"Sorry." Scott apologized and walked towards a different compartment.

Eventually, he found an empty one and sighed as he sat down.

He already missed his home.

Ember seemed to like watching the trees and other things fly by the window.

"Er- can we sit here?"

Scott looked up to see two people.

A boy and girl.

The boy, who had dirty blonde hair, looked incredibly nervous.

The girl on the other hand had pink dyed hair, an owl, and a happy expression.

Scott nodded silently and the two sat down.

"Thanks." The boy said in a barely audible whisper.

"I'm Elizabeth." The girl said, waving and smiling, "But I prefer Lizzie; this my brother, James, but he prefers Jimmy. He's starting his first year but I'm going to my third."

Scott nodded again.

"What's your name?"

"Scott." Scott said and his owl hooted, "And this is Ember."

"Aww. Our owl's name is Matt, we share him."

They sat down and started talking.

-

"Both of our parents are magical. Mom's a witch and dad's a wizard. Our parents are in Ravenclaw and Slytherin and I'm in Slytherin."

"I don't know much about the wizarding world." Scott said, "Well, that's not true. My mom's a witch and my dad's a muggle. My mom kind of rushed telling me everything last week."

Just then the lamps turned on.

"Better change." Lizzie looked at the lamps.

Scott walked out in his robes and grabbed his wand.

He looked at it.

"First time holding a wand?" Jimmy asked.

Scott looked up and blushed from embarrassment. He was caught off guard.

Lizzie then walked out.

"You excited Jim? Ready to be in Slytherin with me?" She asked, smiling.

Jimmy looked sick.

"I'm not sure. I want to be in Gryffindor." Jimmy said.

Lizzie made a gagging noise, "Gryffindor is full of all the idiots. I would prefer if you were in Slytherin, at least Ravenclaw. But please not Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. I know an idiot who's in Hufflepuff. Always thinks about himself."

"Is that Joel? The guy who kept sending you owls?" Jimmy asked in a mocking tone.

Lizzie sighed, a bit red around her cheeks, "I don't know how his owls even found me. I've basically never spoken to him."

"Well, his letters certainly hinted at the fact that you two've spoken before."

Lizzie gasped, "Have you been- "

"Maybe, maybe not." Jimmy smiled.

"You're definitely a Slytherin." Lizzie laughed.

So... what do ya think? Good? Should I go on? Bad? Should I stop? To be honest, I don't really know where I am going with it I just had this idea and was like, yeah, that'd be fun to do. But thanks for reading! Sorry if it cringe. And uh- have a good day!