What if there was a 5th Hogwarts Founder? A 5th House? If the House Ghost was Half-Dead?
Note: I might have put the main charchter in the other story I am writing in a big role. And her cousins. Not my fault.
Starring:
Gwendoyn the Super-Elf
Zahlia the Half-Ghost
& Claire and Matt, Human Cousins of the Super-Elf
There's another reason why the 3rd floor is out of bounds, even with the Sorccer's Stone gone.
My name is Zahlia Miracle, a 2cd year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and a student of 5th House.
Most people have no idea that Hogwarts had a 5th Founder, Maelynne Miracle, my great-great-great grandmother. Only a few do, the Headmaster and the students of the house of Miracle.
You see, Miracle is open to special witch or wizards. Students who are part Faerie, or a vampire even.
We are like any other House at Hogwarts. We wear our House colors, black and white, proudly. We cheer on our mascot, the wolf. We even have a House ghost, me.
Okay, so maybe it's a House half-ghost. Same difference, in my opinion.
"Is not." One of my best friends, an Elven princess named Gwendolyn, who is also the future Queen of Magic, tells me once again.
I look to Gwen's twin cousins, Matt and Claire, who are not Elfs (long story there), for help. "Please talk some sense into her." I say in English to Matt and Claire, just to tick Gwen off. She can only speak the language of her magical relatives, wheres her cousins are fluent in English, Spanish, and french, in addition to Gwen's native Elven, Faerie and Mermish.
"Don't look at me." Matt holds up his hands.
"Gwen's entitled to her opinion." That was Claire for you.
"Fine." I huff. Don't want to get Gwen too mad, she's super powerful, lots of magical blood. She's half elf, part Faerie, part meremish, part sorccer, part witch, a bit of Muggle blood too. Most powerful magic welder in the world, Claire and Matt tieing for second place (they are basically the same as her, only more Muggle blood and no Elven blood). Like I said, don't mess with the Super-Elf.
We were sitting in our dorm; we all get to stay in the same room because we are the most magical, and that's how Miracle House sorts us. Matt get to stay with us even though he's a boy since he's related to half the people in the House.
I look at Gwen's long, curly, bright red hair. I wish it was mine, no matter how much she hates it. Way better then my pale-on-pale-on-pale coloring.
Sighing, I played with a silvery-blonde strand of my hair with one glowing, semi-transuent hand, and bit the thumb nail on my other one. "I think it's time for us to go eat." Another perk of being only half dead. Unlike most ghosts, I can can eat, something my father is ever jealous of, and something I am ever grateful for. How would I live -no pun intended- without chocolate?
"Yum," Matt darts out of the tower.
Laughing, Gwen, Claire, and I and followed him
Okay, maybe I floated. Same difference.
That is the first chapter. Read and Revuive (R&R), please.
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