CHAPTER ONE
An unexpected visit
The end of the summer holiday came closer (there were just two weeks left) but apart from the other children, Cissy Black was happy to go to school again. In this holiday she hadn't done any nice things, except the trip to the sea with the others from the orphanage. Cissy Black had been in the orphanage since she was one years old, but she couldn't remember anything from her time with her parents, or just with her father or mother. The only thing she knew about her parents was that her mother had given her the name she had nowadays, and the promise of Mrs. Pratchett that she would look much like her mother when she would be older. Today was Cissy's eleventh birthday, but the only present she had got was the small cake the cook of the orphanage had made for her. Some children were adopted by compassionate, childless couples, but Cissy didn't believe anymore in that way out. It was clear that she was the creep, perhaps because of her dark hair, the pale skin of her quality to remain silent for days. Always the sweet girl with the blue eyes was taken, or the cute smiling boy with the darker hair. But no one wanted Cissy Black, the girl who could have killed ten people if glances could kill, the one that never smiled. Cissy had learned through the years that she was not wanted, and she had adapted to that. Until the man came.
Cissy stood in the queue for dinner when Mrs. Pratchett personally approached her. 'Cissy, there's a man to see you,' she said nervously. Cissy didn't believe her. No one ever came for her. 'Come on, Cissy,' Mrs. Pratchett said more firmly. 'It isn't polite to make someone wait.' Obedient Cissy stepped out of the queue. She would ask about her dinner, but the glance Mrs. Pratchett gave her said enough. She walked to the doors and immediately spotted a prominent figure standing in the hall. The man had long, grey-silver hair and beard and he wore something that looked like a night blue dress with silver stars on it. He looked at her and now she could see his glasses: they were semi-circular. A smile appeared on his face. 'Miss Black?' Cissy nodded. The man reached out his hand. Cissy hesitated, but then shook his hand. 'I am Professor Albus Dumbledore,' he said with a friendly smile. 'I have important news for you. Is there somewhere we can speak privately?' He looked over Cissy's shoulder and when Cissy turned, she spotted Mrs. Pratchett quickly turned her head. Cissy nodded. 'I think I know a place.' She led Dumbledore to the third floor, where her room was. She unlocked the door and stepped aside. Dumbledore walked in and Cissy saw he looked at her arranged room. Cissy always arranged her room because she hated it if it was a mess. 'Eeh…' She walked in as well and after closing the door she gave him the only chair in the room. 'Thank you.' When Dumbledore sat down, Cissy realised how old he was. The smile appeared on Dumbledore's face again. 'Right,' he said. 'Where were we…' He took a long stick out of his dress and pointed to the ground. Suddenly a table full of food appeared, out of nowhere. Cissy's jaw dropped. 'I understood that you can't have your dinner because of our conversation. So I owe you this.' Cissy looked at the table and saw chicken wings, salad, something orange in a tankard, two glasses and a dish with peppermints. Dumbledore smiled of Cissy's expression when she saw the peppermints. 'I really love those things,' he said, taking two at once. 'Now we need to talk.' Cissy nodded and took a chicken wing. Dumbledore ate one of the peppermints. 'I'm here because you're special. Not just because of your qualities, but because of something else. I'll explain that later to you.' Cissy opened her mouth, but Dumbledore's glance stopped her from saying anything. Or perhaps it was because of her mouth was still full of chicken. 'First,' Dumbledore said, 'I have to tell you something. It is really important you don't tell this to anyone in this orphanage. Do you understand me?' Cissy nodded and took some salad. 'You're a witch. You've magical abilities. And for that, I offer you a place at my school: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' Cissy stared at Dumbledore (after she made sure her mouth wasn't full of food again). 'What?' she said.
This is my first story on and I'm not sure if all the English is great. Feel free to comment and to improve the story by finding any mistakes. I really don't mind. And I'll try to make the chapters longer. Thank you! :)