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Unofficial Mills

Dear God what am I doing with my life...


GoOnPigs

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Right so here it is. The very 1st tiny section. Ive not even decided if I want to continue with it right to the end (there will at least be a tiny bit more but its getting late and I need more time) but its here for you guys all to lol at anyway. I would also like to take this opportunity to point out to everyone that I am not a professional writer in any way shape or form and will not ever be. So no reading this expecting it to be the standard of actual J K Rowling.

I think I'm also legally obliged to state that as much as I would love to, I do not own Harry Potter or any of its associated characters or settings. I dont own Mr Mills either, as that would be slavery. This is not written for any kind of profit. I should also probably point out that I know Hogwarts isn't real and I know Scott did not attend there. Its all made up. Its fantasy, hence the title.

Scott Mills and the Fic He Never Wanted

From an early age Scott knew he was different from other people. He wasn’t like all the other boys and girls in his class. He knew he was special, but didn’t know why he was special. It was like the world conformed around him. The elements would bend for his ease, the skies would change depending on how he felt and bad things happened to those who were cruel to him. Of course this could have all been a coincidence but Scott had always felt that it was something else. Then it happened. On his 11th birthday, at precisely 10:08 in the morning, a single letter dropped through the door of the Mills household.

Mr Scott R Mills,

House With The Red Garage Door

Eastleigh

Hampshire

Scott picked up the letter and studied it carefully. The envelope wasn’t like normal paper, it was brittle and had a slightly yellow tint to it; there were no stamps on the front, and the address certainly wasn’t the address he was used to seeing on the front of all the letters his mum received. His fingers came into contact with something smooth and waxy. Scott turned the envelope over to find a crimson red seal holding the flap of the envelope down. It was like nothing he had ever seen before. The shape of a shield divided into quarters provided the base of the pattern; in each quarter a different creature, the 1st a lion, the 2nd a serpent, the 3rd a honeybadger, and the 4th an eagle. Imprinted on the top of that, a large letter H.

And I won't sit down,

And I won't shut up,

But most of all I will not grow up <3

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