I woke up the next morning. I feel sad about yesterday. Some people. I go and run down to the pitch.
First I stretch. Never ever work out without stretching. Then I do suicide training.
The running makes me sweat. Then when I hit the push-ups I sweat more. But the adrenaline keeps me going. I go till I am out of breath. Which is about 30 times.
I wiped off my sweat. Then I walked up to the castle. When I got in the castle I saw Harry and a girl kissing.
For some reason my heart brakes. Then I ran up to the seventh floor. I started pacing. Then a door appeared from the wall.
I opened the wall to see a room with a couch and a guitar. I've always wanted to know how to play the guitar.
I picked up the guitar and started to play some notes. I sang some notes. I made a song. Then Dumbledore came in with someone else. I turned.
"I heard you singing and I called my friend Martha Bucking." Dumbledore said.
"I would like to offer you a record deal." Martha said.
"Sure! I would love to!" I said."Um Dumbledore. Can I sing a song at breakfast tomorrow?" I asked.
"Sure!" He said.
They left.
"Yes!" I yelled.
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I'm sorry it's so short
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Ava Krum (Victor Krum's sister)
FanfictionAva Krum is the Keeper of the Bulgaria Quittich team. She is part mermaid, elemental, medimorphgis, and veela. She to read and is a great singer. I only own the people I make up. Queen JK Rowling owns everything else. By the way, this was my first s...
