The Power of the Elements

Hello, all! This is the first fanfic that I have written. I decided to write this because I noticed that there are not a whole lot of reader-insert fanfictions on here, and an even smaller percentage of well-written ones. I want to try and deliver a good story for everyone, so I genuinely hope that you enjoy. Please give as much feedback as possible, as I want to improve upon any mistakes that I might not catch, so thanks in advance. Anywho, let's begin!

Chapter 1

As the sun sets over the horizon, I finish up my reading of the Harry Potter book series for probably the one-hundredth time. I practically locked myself up in my bedroom so I could read the latter half of Deathly Hallows. Even after reading the ending to this book, I still get teary eyed, as if it was my first time going through it. As I close the book, a sad smile appears on my face; happy to have gotten through the series again, but real sad as I didn't want it to end, as every reading of the series feels like returning home after a long vacation away.

I can hear my mom yelling at me from downstairs to get ready for bed, so I put the book up and lay back down on my mattress. Covering myself with the blanket, I start to ponder about all of the cool, amazing things that I would love to do in the Harry Potter universe, like using a wand to perform amazing feats of magic, soaring through the skies on top of a broomstick, and even just wandering the halls of Hogwarts, taking in the scenery and just appreciating everything around me. I sigh, knowing that I will never be able to experience the magic and wonder of the Wizarding World, mostly because it's fictional.

"Oh well", I say to myself, "at least I can dream. I really wish that I could be in the Harry Potter universe so badly." On that thought, I finally drift off to sleep, mentally preparing myself for the day ahead. What I couldn't have known, however, was that right when I made that simple wish, a shooting star flew through the sky as if it were shot out of a cannon. That was when my life changed forever.

With a loud yawn, I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping outside and the sunlight glaring at me through the window. As I adjust my eyes to the light, I hear my mom calling at me to come to eat breakfast. I finish waking up, put on a t-shirt and some blue jeans, and I make my way downstairs to the kitchen to make myself a quick bowl of cereal.

While I eat, I get a feeling as if something was off. I couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but something felt really weird. When my mom walked into the kitchen with a big smile on her face and her hands behind her back, I confirmed to myself that there was something wrong. My mom is many things, but she is most definitely not a morning person.

"Mom, what do you have behind your back?" I ask. I immediately clamped a hand over my mouth, startled. 'Why do I sound like I'm eleven again? What's going on?' I think to myself. As I sit and wonder, my mom decides to drop the big bombshell.

"Something amazing came in the mail today for you sweetie." my mom said, clearly very excited. "I was worried that you weren't ever going to get one." OK, now I'm definitely freaking out. What could my mom possibly gotten in the mail today that's made her this excited? Why was she worried about not getting one of those? Then, the puzzle pieces finally came together and the second that they did, the blood drained in my face. Did I just get transported into the world of Harry Potter?

"Your Hogwarts letter finally came in! Congratulations, son. I'm so proud of you!" my mom exclaims.

I stare at her, shell-shocked by what she told me. 'She has to be playing a prank on me. There's no other logical explanation.' I reason to myself. "Are you messing with me? Please be honest with me." I tell her. She looks confused for a moment, then she says, "Why would I joke about it? I know how much it's crushed you that your friend got his letter before you. I would never be that mean to you sweetie." she says, a little sadly.

'So this is actually happening', I tell myself. 'Well, I guess I'll play along with her then since she seems to think that this is real.'

"OK then mom," I say. "Where are we going to get school supplies from?" I know for a fact that she doesn't know that much about Harry Potter except for Harry himself and Hogwarts, so this is my final test to see if I really am in the Wizarding World. "Diagon Alley, of course! Are you OK, son?" my mom said.

As I made a face showing that I was fine, inside my head I was screaming. 'OH MY GOD I'M IN THE WIZARDING WORLD! HOLY HELL THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING!' I thought.

My mom interrupted my derailing train of thought by saying, "Do you want to get your supplies later today?" I snapped out of it and replied with a simple "Sure thing Mom!"

She smiled at me then left the kitchen to go and get ready to leave. I finish up my cereal then rush upstairs to get ready; mentally, that is. After about 10 minutes, I run downstairs and see that my mom is waiting for me inside the car. She waves at me and I excitedly get in.

As we drive away from home, I can't wipe the smile off of my face as I ecstatically and furiously think about all of the amazing adventures that are in store for me here in the world of Harry Potter.