Chapter 5~ Chino Randa "Perfect, you're already here." He said he was looking rather annoyed with me, or I didn't know what to be honest, he just looked like a really grumpy person in general, but if I were to guess, I would say it was probably because he had to chase me through half of London. I wonder what he expected. Had he seriously thought that I would just go, like, ok, yeah, Im just going to trust the grumpy stranger thats always glaring at me and was following me like a damn creep. Looking back now, dissapearing into a small alley near a dingy little pub called The Leaky Cauldron, seriously, who chose that name and why? was it code or something like it didn't look like code, but who knew, it could be. Even if I was actually someone who knew the streets of London quite well, I unfortunately knew straight away that there wasn't a way out of here—well, an exit—that I could truly get through; the only exit was being blocked by the pale stranger that had been following me, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't move out of the way for me if I asked politely. But I still asked him, forcing my voice to come out with something that I hoped sounded like a scared little girl quivering, "What do you want? Im just a little girl," doing my best impression of a little inoccent girl who was definitely was not living on the streets, occasionally fighting other homeless children in an "arena" every now and then, and stealing from unsuspecting people almost every single frigging day to survive. No, that was definitely not something I would eveeer do. Unfortunately, he answered with a tone clearly suggesting that he didn't buy my whole innocent girl routine. "Sure, look, girl. I already gave you your letter, and as you clearly don't believe me, I'm going to just say it clearly once so you understand." The guy was starting to get on my nerves, unfortunately for him. I'm really not a patient person, so to annoy him a tiny bit more, I yawned, and then he said three words that I never expected to come out of this guy's mouth. "You're a witch." Mid-yawn, I stopped repressing the urge to laugh in his pale face and sarcasticly replied, "Yeah, sure, and you're the flipping Queen of England." Rolling my eyes, I was really starting to get pised off with this guy; he was cutting my collecting wallets and stuff time, and me and all the others needed it. I didn't want to hurt him.... Okay, yeah, maybe I do want to just a tinsy tiny little bit, but I didn't want to risk getting found stabb1ng someone; it would for sure look anything but good on my already terrible resume. Huh, here is how I imagined it: Chino Randa, Runaway, Persumed dead at the age of 6, no living relatives, no education, no legal documents, Connected to hundreds of cases, including asault, theft, l, etc... Really, anyone who looked at my stunning resume would instantly hire me. I snorted internally. Yeah, right, and fortunatly for me, that's just the things that the bluecoats (the cops, if you didn't understand that) knew about. -Cont-
-Continuation- I wasnt a stranger to death or violence. I have killed a couple of people —not a big am0unt, but I have k!lled and ass@ulted before. Yeah, of course I have on the streets, there is a very clear and short rule that helps you survive. A lot of people have heard of it ((I'm pretty sure they have, at least); it's k!ll or be k!lled. He grunted, "I've had enough of this," and then he pulled out a thin wooden stick. Maybe it was kind of petty for me to do, but I slowly clapped, my enthusiasm *insert eye roll* pouring out of me in gigantic waves. "Wow, just wow, brilliant work! Have you ever thought about a career in the circus? I think they might allow psych0paths there." He glared at me, but hey, it's his fault; he shouldn't have gotten on my nerves. I'm a master at annoying and insult!ng people. If there was an Oscar for pising people off, I would win every single year; I have to say it's a wonderful skill most of the time. But currently I couldn't keep my b!g, f@t mouth shut,so yeah, uhmm, I might have proceeded with my very, very nice comments: "You need to work on your face; it doesn't look very welcoming, and you know you won't get much money with it." Suddenly, a red light came out of the stick, making me reach for my kn!fe in defence. On impact, the light expl0ded a bit when it h!t a dumpst3r. My eyes went a little bit wide, not much else reflecting on my face after years of experience hiding most of my feelings, but I was truly fr!gging shocked. "So you were telling the truth, I'm a witch, and then you're... a wizard?" He said annoyed at me, "Yes, I was sent by the headmaster so that we would get your items for the school year before, but you ran away from me." I didn't show it, of course, but I was a tiny bit unhappy, not wanting to hear what I feared his answer to my question would be: "And the headmaster sent you because?" He grinned, resembling a blo0dthirsty wolf a bit, as he answered me with an ice-cold tone. "Well, Miss Randa, I am Severus Snape, your Potions Teacher for the next 7 years." I swear if my health was any worse than it was, which was admittedly quite bad, I would have had a heart attack, or I would have fell unconscious, but luckily that didn't happen; that would have been truly embarrassing. I didn't really believe in religion, but in this moment, I prayed to G0d that it wouldn't be as bad as I very well knew it would be, but sadly, I didn't think G0d could help me because I knew these would be some very long, excruc!ating 7 years. And really, the only one to blame was me and my stup!d, stup!d d@mn mouth (why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?). ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading I hope you liked it! It is 1038 Words long (Without whatever editing I did after) long sorry if I went overboard also if you want to be updated just tell me! Heres the current notification list(If I think you like it I might tell you if a new chapters out regardless but its easier for me if your on the list): @fan_book_lover @wackycatgirl @Skylar-Night You probably guessed why some words are written with letters and stuff its because of Scratch and there annoying bad word thing. Feedback is appreciated. Again all rights belong to J.K Rowling other than my original things like characters, places etc... Chapter 1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/957585454 Previous Chapter: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/974772662 Next Chapter: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/977948435 Also tell me if anyone wants me to stop doing something like using words like bl0ody or making the chapters so long. Also if you want to join my fanfiction and by you I mean your character just ask just fill out a form about your character you know just a basic one so I know their information that way its easier for me to write the character how you want in your image. //Example: Name, Age, House and Year, Personality, Looks, Wand, Friends/-Family and if she is in what way do you want your character to be associated with me(Chino)? And any other information you give.//
