"You have been accepted into Hogwarts"...
"My letter is going to come any day now I just know it," I said.
"Well I'll bet you 60 galleons mine will come first. My stuff always comes first," my brother said.
We're twins, and he is always better than me at everything. My life is practically a living Hell because of this kid. His name's Harry and he thinks just because he was named after "the boy who lived" that he is better than me, but it doesn't help that he's five minutes older than me.
"Why would I want to make any bets with you?" I asked annoyed.
"Because for once there's no way for me to rig it," he retorted.
"That's not a very good reason."
"Come on. Be some fun Bella."
"Quit calling me that! You know I hate being referred to as a vampire who can't do anything herself."
Right as I said that we saw the mail come, and we bolted to the door. Just as I had suspected there was a letter on top, and it was intended for my brother. I gave a heavy sigh and walked up the stairs to my room as he hollered for my parents to come quick as they could.
I started to cry. We were going to Diagon Alley the next day, and my parents wouldn't buy me anything in case I didn't get accepted. They had told me earlier that week.
"Isabella! Get down here and help us celebrate. Your brother has been accepted into Hogwarts," my mum yelled.
I didn't reply. As long as they didn't her me I could pull off the effect of being asleep. My mom doesn't fall for it anymore, but she knew it meant I wanted to be left alone.
But this time before I could get in bed my mum apparated into my room.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but you need to come help celebrate. Your letter will come. You just need to be patient," she said.
"Why should I? He acts like he's entitled to everything and that I'm not as good as him so I shouldn't get the same treatment as him. For once I just wish that he would realize how I feel," I said quickly as I choked back the tears, "It just feels like he wouldn't even miss me if I disappeared forever."
"Honey," my mum began, " He loves you and you know that. Your letter will come I know it will. Just please come down and celebrate with us."
"Ok."
When I got down the stairs I saw the Headmistress of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall. I was in shock, but I could still feel bitter. First, he gets his letter, and now he gets a special visit from the Headmaster. Then I saw the look on his face... he was glaring at me! Headmistress McGonagall was coming over to me, and she had a letter in her hand.
"My Owl dropped this, and it was to late to send another once I had found it. I heard that you were going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, and thought that you might need the list of your supplies from your acceptance letter."
I started freaking out! My brother may have gotten his letter first, but mine was personally delivered. I just hoped he wouldn't hold that against me as we left our parents for the school year.
A/N: Please tell me what you think. This is my first fanfiction and I know it's short, but I want to know if you think this is good enough to keep writing. Thanks!