Vaolyn Fayer, Local Cryptid (Harry Potter)
I'm dead. I died.
I've made my peace with that. Well - for the most part, I have. But this isn't about that - at least not today.
But then I wasn't dead anymore. That was insane. I mean I always did believe in rebirth I guess, even if this method is strange.
All that aside, I think I've managed well. I always was told I was terrifyingly fluid and acted recklessly in the present - even if those comments were more meant to be an insult.
So, I know you probably have some questions right? How old am I, what's my name, what's my tragic backstory, the whole spiel.
Most of those questions are easy. I'm 10 (I think so?) and my name is Vaolyn Fayer. Yeah yeah I know, weird name. My tragic backstory is a bit..hard, though.
Mostly because I started existing three minutes ago.
I feel like I can count as a cryptid if I registered my existence with the ministry (what's that again?-) - but it's also corrupted to all hell and I don't want to put the fate of my continued existence on Fudge (who?-), of all people.
But yeah, for all accounts; I was born like three minutes ago.
See this is what happened, back when I was alive - er, well, for the first time that is; I died. Poof. Electrical fire, hit the gaslines, big explosion. It sucked, and I probably have some burn- well I'd have some burn scars on my arms, but this new ...form? It's kind of strange,
It came with innate knowledge. My name (Vaolyn Fayer), how old I'm meant to be (10), my backstory - the whole spiel. I don't have parents ; but I'm not an orphan, that'd imply I was born at all. I simply just....came into being. Five minutes ago. The official story will look more like "ran away from a shady orphanage that definitely was experimenting on magical children." though.
Wait yeah I forgot to mention that; magic exists. Crazy, Shocker. I think I can hear a vine boom effect in the background. Is that out of date now? I'm not sure, I never kept up with meme culture all that much.
Anyhow my birthday is officially in .. five minutes? Maybe ten. Something is going to happen when I officially turn 11. I'm not sure what exactly - knowledge about the world around me comes in bursts, afterall. Like three minutes ago when I asked myself "where am I?" and I suddenly was bombarded with knowledge about the entire city just. around me.
Wild stuff, that is.
I probably know more about this entire city then I do myself, yet I'm in a fucking alley. It's not even a clean alley, because godforbid I be even slightly comfortable. It's kind of awful because I can tell you exactly what the food tastes like in the best hotel in this city without ever being there (really good, warm, sweet, unreal, savoury, edible.), yet I have to live in a dump. Kind of lame.
Oh time flies, I'm 11 now. Well my - body??? vessel??? ...temporary residence is, anyhow. I spent seven minutes just monologuing myself, and my birthday passed during my evaluation of my surroundings.
..huh. That's..definitely a letter.
It just- appeared. Out of nowhere.
How is it even addressed??
"Mx. V. Fayer, Behind the red dumpster, The alleyway between the pizza place and the sandwich place, Southampton, Hampshire."
Does- no one check the letters??? This is so concerning! I'm literally homeless (no you have a house, where is it again?-) and they don't even do anything! How am I meant to (wizards tend to use messenger birds, specifically owls-) owl back when I live in an alleyway??
Against my better judgement, I open the letter anyways.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mx Fayer,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than Feburary 28th.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Feburary 28th?? It's the (23rd of Feburary, 1991-) 23rd! This is unreasonable! Am I meant to just- become not homeless in five days?? I'm so confused right now.
The second page is even more intimidating.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK.
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
I'm literally broke. I know what the trash in that bin next to me tastes like, probably (soggy, gross, uncomfortable - food poisioning, rats got in it - sick for days - miserable - didn't break a fever - couldn't keep anything down -) yet they want me to fund all of this myself??
I'm so confused. Don't they usually send someone to explain this stuff? Where are they? (only for muggleborns - letters usually are sent off at 9 pm and overlooked by the deputy headmistress - ours set off at midnight - unusual - no one knows about us probably - you already read it, it won't resend - need to go to leaky couldron - it's in london - 26 hour walk - it'd take a few days to get there - keep the letter, as proof - show it to tom, he should know what to do)
Well, that's a plan if I've ever heard one. I suppose I'm off for london, then.