English, Danish, French
Her first vision
Type of Childhood
Not being able to make any friends at school
I've been moving around my entire life, so I've sorta perfected the tell us a little bit about who you are speeches and the introduce yourself essays. I'm Kinsley King, and let's go through my life story quickly because it's really not that interesting.
Let's start with a rundown on my family. My dad: works for the International Confederation of Wizards. He was originally from England, and he loved travelling so this was the perfect job for him. My mom: originally from France, was good with Healing magic, worked at a hospital. So, my dad gets into this accident while he's in Paris for some conference, when he gets into this awful splinching accident, and my mom is the first nurse in the entire hospital he finds that knows how to speak good English. My dad claims that she was gorgeous, and my mom claims that he wouldn't shut up the entire time she was healing him. He stayed in France for another couple of months, they continued seeing each other, and voila! They fell in love. They got married and had my older sister, Katelynn, or Katie for short.
Now let's move onto my siblings. Katie: mathematician, engineer, and spell-maker. Obviously, she's brilliant. Ask her anything and she'll probably know the answer, photographic memory and all that. She has the perfect job, the perfect boyfriend, the perfect everything. Then there's my younger brother Kieran: musical prodigy and artistic genius. He was painting acrylic at four, and doing charcoal sketches at five; playing Mozart at the age of six and composing by seven. Needless to say, my parents are very, very proud. And what do I have going for me, you ask? I personally think that having pink hair trumps musical prowess, Quidditch skills, and scientific genius combined. Ha! I was born on Friday the 13th, and really, I am this family's bad luck charm.
So, my mom stops being a nurse and instead becomes a stay-at-home mom and my dad continues travelling the world and bringing us with him every single time. I went to a different school for every year since I started. First year happened at Salem's. And that is where I met Wesley Griffin. AKA: the platonic love of my life. I moved when the year was done but he still stayed my best friend. We wrote each other all the time. Even when I went to Beauxbatons in second year. And EESM in third. And Durmstrang for fourth. And Beauxbatons again in fifth. Really, I hate the fact that we can't use phones at magic schools because writing letters took too much effort for life.
So, my mom and dad start fighting and continue caring less about my general existence, and the Divination teacher at Beauxbatons tells me I have a gift. "Pfft. I'm not gifted. And my siblings are just wow, so I think I know what gifted is." I remember telling her. Except, I had an idea of what she was talking about.
Let's rewind on the life story. So, I'm seven years old. I'm fixing my room because it's a complete and total mess, when my head starts to hurt and I feel like I'm having a migraine when I didn't even know what a migraine is, and then I see it. My first vision. My mom is throwing something at my dad and they're yelling so loudly and – Back to reality. I'm on the floor, my head feels like a tsunami happened in my brain and I just want to eat ice cream. And I'm growing up and I just keep on seeing my parents fighting in my dreams, maybe sometimes I see my sister losing an award or my brother's next song, and yes, if you haven't figured it out by now, I can see the future. (
Mark this also as when I stopped sleeping, because sometimes, the future isn't very nice to look at.)
My first vision comes true the year I turn sixteen. When the scene unfolds before my eyes, this time in present time, I wince. My parents get a divorce soon after. Katie goes with mom, Kieran goes with dad. And me? Well, once again, my parents seem to forget my existence in favor of my much for talented siblings, and have to be reminded by their attorney that there's still the problem of me that they need to settle. After little deliberation, I go with my dad. Rather than fight over who gets to keep me, it's more of a "You can have her." "No, you can have her." kind of thing. Ouch.
I started seeing a really cute boy in my visions so imagine my surprise when my dad tells me I'm going to Hogwarts, Wes tells me he's going to Hogwarts, and I find out that cute boy is actually my bestest friend in the whole wide world grown up. He might've gotten hot but it really didn't change the fact that he was still a complete and total dork. He gets sorted before I do and he tells me he's a Gryffindor, and what I understand is you don't get to see each other as much once you're in different houses so when it's my turn to be sorted, the house feels my hesitance. It tells me that Hufflepuff is the right place for me. And I think no, the right place for me is with my best friend. Sorting Hat proceeds to point out how very Hufflepuff that statement is. I tell it no, I have to be in Gryffindor.
So, I finally get sorted, and I start my sixth year here. I heard the Divination class is fun, and I've got my best friend at my side, so really, what's the worst thing that can happen?