Hi there, everyone!

Well, by this time you should know who I am.  I'm Terry!  Terry Boot?  Come ON!  You just read an entire story about me!  Or did you?  Well, I hope you did, because it's the story of my first year at Hogwarts.  It was a really great year, even though I had a few setbacks.  I even made some friends for the first time in my life!  Professor Kettleburn is also really swell.  It's always nice to meet someone else who is crippled, and besides, he bought me Gouger!  The best cat ever!

Anyway, the authors who wrote up my story told me that I needed to have a talk with you before you decided to submit a review.  You see, some people have been jumping to terrible conclusions.  They're saying that the authors who wrote the story don't even like me!  That's not true!  They're my best friends ever, and when we're talking about Hogwarts, we hardly ever mention my missing leg, except when it's necessary.

You see, "J.K. Around" aren't mean people.  They're really, really nice!  I've even met a few of their friends who have disabilities…maybe not like me, because I'm pretty unique, but other disabilities that are just as serious! 

Remember before you review, that they're not making fun of ME.  They're making fun of Hogwarts, the magical community, my grandparents, Hagrid, Harry Potter, and well…everything besides me, really. 

Thanks for listening!

-Terry Horatio Boot

*A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORS*

Please, please, please read past the first chapter before reviewing.  We realize that the first chapter is harsh, but that is because Terry isn't a kid yet, and we can't show the world well through a baby's eyes.  We have to use his grandparents, and that surly guy at the airport with the baby room.

We're not saying don't send us bad reviews.  By all means, tell us how much we suck at writing.  We like it.  We then go and read your story to see how much better it is, and get tips on our writing from it.  But if you could all stop accusing us of hating people who have problems or disabilities, that would be fantastic.  Because we don't.  We can't even really hate the army mother who yelled at us because she's in a wheelchair and so is her son.  We can't even hate the 9th grader who yelled at us, because she didn't read past the intro and the first chapter.

We really don't hate anybody, except maybe someone who accuses us of hating others after reading this.  Yes.  Then we'll hate you.  Or pity you, because obviously you're incredibly stupid, and possibly only in the 5th grade.

Sincerely,

J.K. Around