disclaimer: the wizarding universe belongs to J.K. Rowling;
everything within this thread is written in homage to her creations ♥

Hiiii, I'm Julia and this is my first ever fanfic challenge! These drabbles will be about Sophie Brown, my Ravenclaw character in the SSRPG from terms 35 to 41. Always an enthusiastic dreamer, Sophie has had aspirations to be a Wandmaker, a Potioneer, and a Prefect for her house ever since the beginning of her time at Hogwarts. In these drabbles, her climb toward achieving these aspirations will be chronicled with a particular focus on the relationships she has built along the way.

1. Herbology 2. Muggle Studies 3. Transfiguration 4. Ancient Runes 5. Astronomy 6. Divination 7. Care of Magical Creatures 8. Potions 9. Defense Against the Dark Arts 10. Arithmancy 11. History of Magic 12. Charms 13. Quidditch 14. Hogwarts, A History 15. Room 16. Dragonhide gloves 17. Cauldron 18. Whomping Willow 19. Wand 20. Hogsmeade 21. Veela 22. Kneazle 23. Telescope 24. House elf 25. Sorting Hat 26. Quill 27. Owl 28. Timeturner 29. Pensieve 30. Feast 31. Dress robes 32. Common room 33. Classroom 34. Parseltongue 35. Pureblood 36. Muggle 37. Animagus 38. Patronus 39. Duel 40. Spell 41. Thestrals 42. Portraits 43. Headmaster 44. Ford Anglia 45. Licorice Wand 46. Dungeon 47. Portkey 48. Leprechaun 49. Yule Ball 50. Boggart 51. Act 52. Bore 53. Chase 54. Dare 55. Egg on 56. Fight 57. Goblin 58. Hoot 59. Ignore 60. Joke 61. Kiss 62. Amortentia 63. Mooch 64. Nap 65. Ooze 66. Pace 67. Quell 68. Roar 69. Slap 70. Spook 71. Untie 72. Vex 73. Warn 74. X-tinguish 75. Yodel 76. Zap 77. Cheerful 78. author's choice 79. author's choice 80. author's choice 81. Depression 82. Careful 83. Fearful 84. Angry 85. Snappish 86. Daring 87. Staircase 88. Sweet Tooth 89. Past 90. Present 91. Future 92. Chocolate 93. Chicken 94. Allergic 95. Snowball 96. Socks 97. Dictionary 98. Pajamas 99. Trunk 100. Homework

19. Wand

This... was... THE single most magical place Sophie Brown had EVER experienced in her WHOLE! LIFE! The precise organization of every box, and that funny little measuring tape entangling that boy over there--! Ha! The chestnut-eyed 11-year-old gaped at her surroundings, wide-eyed, the corners of her lips tugging upward in an awe-struck smile...

This. THIS was what home smelled like. The aroma of freshly-carved wood wafting out from the back room was an inviting hug after a long day, and she wanted it to envelop her in its warmth forever.

This. This, right here, was the beginning of her life.