Author Note- This is my first fan fiction ever. Hope I did ok =/

Disclaimer- The realm of Harry potter is all J K Rowlings. Elsa is mine

August 25

Mood: Overly Excited

Dear Diary,

It came through the window. Her feathers ruffled from the strong wind blowing outside, the letter firmly in her grasp. My parents had told me that it would not come. But it did. Their stories of Hogwarts filled my mind, my heart racing; I grabbed the letter from the unknown owl. "Tough flight?" I asked, giving it an owl treat I had bought for my own owl, Cocoa.

To Miss Elsa Holden

555 Speckled Hare Rd.

Manchester, NY

On the stool by the East facing window

I opened the letter fully aware of what it had to say to me. I was miraculously accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I had no idea why they had asked me to attend their school, considering that I lived in the U.S and am supposed to go to Salem Academy School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The letter told me about how they have been notified of the magical ability that I posses. Of course I accepted their offer I mean after hearing about my parents time there I was bound to want to attend the school myself! The only problem will be telling my parents about it. I mean we did relocate for a reason. I honestly can't take being surrounded my muggles anymore! I hope there will be some cute boys there with accents! I obviously will be taking you along with me…I can't believe I am talking to a diary but, you are the only thing I can trust to put my thoughts into. Hogwarts has to be great! I wonder what house I will be sorted into seeing as my mom was Slytherin and dad Hufflepuff. I am getting way ahead of myself! I haven't even told my parents about the letter yet but seeing as they are working at their muggle jobs, I guess I will keep writing to you about all these thoughts and emotions I am experiencing!

I sincerely hope that my parents will allow me to attend Hogwarts! Maybe we can just change my last name so no one will know who I really am. Yes, that has to work! No one even knows what I look like…or sound like. Hopefully I will get my first friend. How pathetic is that? I am now 11 years old and I do not have one friend. Hopefully things will change for the better. I am getting a little hungry so I think I am going to stop writing for a bit.