Professor Dumbledore was on the verge of tears as he read the contents of the letter.

Dearest and Most Humble Professor Dumbledore of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

Hello. My name is Ivory Rosethorne. My brother Alabaster and I are squibs. As such, we are treated as trash, or even lower so. My humble apologies if this handwriting blinds you. I spend so much time in the toture closet that my frail and nearly broken fingers can barely hold this stick that I have covered in coal. I am not provided things such as pencils, only paper, as it is used to cut my skins. My brother and I are scorned for being the non-magical spawns of two magical beings. We are constantly talked down apon, and locked in a closet, that is filled with needles and the doorknob Is enchanted so we may not leave, or else we get electrocuted. Are times outside of this closet of misery are spent in the coal mines, where we wear no such protective clothings to cover our withered bodies. The cave is filled with dust and we have almost perished several times because of the toxic dusts that we breathe on a daily basis. My dear Professor, we are constantly told that we are unwanted, and can never attend Hogwarts because of our non-magical blood. We were never exposed to magical knowledge as our parents believe that is is uneccesary and beat us with magical spells everytime we even think of magic. At this very moment, my brother and I quiver in fear as we know our parents can hear our scratching, even down here in the cold, and bitter mine.

My humble Professor, I ask only if you can let us attend your school , so we may partake in learning the heritage that we do not know. It would be a tremendous honor if we were able to even glance apon the mighty castle, but our parents cast a blindness spell whenever we are near.

Our parents, before we had left the womb, had already bought school supplies. However, because we are garbage non-magic squib scum, they burned them all. We ask, if you may, you supply us with the proper materials, as asking for such things would get us beatings of many counts. More then thrice, I am true to believe.

The Humblest and Most Sacred Regards,

Ivory and Alabaster Rosethorne.

P.S: Many apologies if you contract disease with this letter. Our parents told us squibs carry many diseases, and beat them out of us with sticks.

Dumbledore felt the tears run down his wrinkles like rivers through a desert. He recalled his own sister, who was shamed as a squib. He decided in the few moments after he had finished, that these two Squibs were to attend this school, and have a pleasant time. The morale of students may be boosted if they can help such unfortunate souls. Of course, measures have to be taken. Squibs could not be in any of the houses, so he decided to create a new one. However, he decided that the two students who were to the be the first squibs, were to decide this new houses colors and animal. He sent a letter back, and received a reply within minutes.

Dearest and Most Humble Professor Dumbledore of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

We are overjoyed of our acceptance. We have a design in mind, as we have much to think in the mines. Our colors are to be Pink and Purple, and our animal will be the rat, as it is the only animal we have ever seen in person.

With the happiest regards,

Ivory and Alabaster Rosethorne.

Dumbledore used his wand and created this banner. "Squib House" He muttered with a sob. "For the unmagical and poor"