Isabella had always been the average student in her Muggle school. Never getting anything above average but just managing to scrape an okay mark. Except for sport. But that was different, Isabella was just lucky enough to be born quick and strong. Unfortunately for her, at Hogwarts, the only sport they played was Quidditch. And there was no way that Isabella was getting into that. When she came here, she thought that maybe, just maybe, she would start getting better marks. Maybe the witch inside of her would turn out to be smart and intelligent. Turns out, she's as ignorant as a witch as she was a child.
Isabella sighed and looked around the room. Right next to her was another first year, probably in Hufflepuff, with long dark hair, muttering spells under her breath as she wrote on a piece of parchment. Not only did she look really smart, but she also looked really kind.
Isabella slid over to the girl and introduced herself.
'Hi, I'm Isabella, but everyone calls me Bella. I'm really struggling with this Charms homework, do you think you could help me?'
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