Chapter 1

It was a typical summer morning. The sun was shining bright, the sky was 'sky' blue, the grass was green and the wind was soft. What would poor Rose know that this 'typical' summer morning wouldn't be as it usually was.

"Rose, sweety wakeup. I have something important to tell you." said her mother. "Not now mother." groaned Rose. Rose Weasley was first and the most intelligent child of Ron and Hermione Weasley. Yes, yes two of the golden trio. Well, let's get back to the story. Rose was 11 and you know what that means now don't you.(*cough* *A wizard* *cough*) Rose got out of her bed and went downstairs to greet her family. Hermione and Ron both were whispering something. "Good Morning Mum and Dad!" "Ah, Rose dear, um.. sit down sweety" Hermione requested. "Okay" answered Rose stretching the word. "Here you go." Ron handed Rose a letter. Addressed to her. It had been sealed with red candle was with a symbol. Rose was curious and so she opened it without hesitating. Rose read the letter silently and her parents watched her silently. Once she was done Rose looked straight up to her dad and said, "Dad, what is this? Am I really a.. a wizard?" Ron nodded and Hermione was smiling. "Congratulations dear, you made it" Hermione said. At that moment Rose didn't know what to say but, she was happy and a little nervous as she didn't know what to do at that moment. Should she be happy or should she just go into her room and never leave. The feeling inside her was terrible and she felt sick.