Author's note: OK! this is my first fic so don't kill me over it please! gah! hides behind a spellbook

Kathleen Smith had been at dinner with her family, having a very strong conversation about the newest Harry Potter book. That's when she heard it. It was a soft smacking sound that sounded almost like this: HooOOOt! WHAM! Splat!

When she heard it she whirled around and looked all around her to see who or what made the sound. "What the heck was that?" asked Jack, Kathleen's brother "I'm going to go take a look." Said Kathleen, jogging toward the front door. When she opened it, she shrieked, "EURGH! AN OWL IS ON THE FRONT PORCH!"

She looked more closely at it as her family sprinted over to take a look also. It was wearing an orange collar. And it seemed to be holding a letter on its right leg. "Dad..." Kathleen said warily, "there's something on its leg..." Her hand wobbled toward it and took the letter off. "Hah!" she thought, "this is just like in Harry Potter, an owl with a letter on its leg." She took the letter off and slowly brought it up to her face, so she could see it. "It's addressed to me!" She said, "Look! 'Kathleen Smith, 635 Godric's Hollow, The Dining Room'!" She could only think of ONE place where they addressed letters like this...

Hogwarts.

Her hand shaking, she turned the letter over to see the back of it. It was the Hogwarts cre...!

She fainted.

As her brother went into the kitchen to get some water to splash on her, she bolted upright and grabbed the letter from her mother and opened it very, very, very carefully.

This was enclosed:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

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Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Smith,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. But you don't have an owl (haha!). So use this one.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

After Kathleen had finished reading this aloud to her family, her brother said, "Why does this owl have a collar around its neck? IT LOOKS SO STUPID" The owl gave a rather dignified look at Jack and immediately flew up on his shoulder and began to peck him most unceremoniously. "CHAITLIN! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" Shouted Kathleen's mother as the owl started pecking the other members of her family "gah!" was heard from her father. Kathleen started whispering things to the owl and the only things that could be heard were things like: "globber! flick! poke. lump! TWEAK, OWLIE, TWEAK!" Her parents looked expectantly at Kathleen as she straightened her squarish glasses. "Apparantly, his name is Errol." She fiddled with her glasses some more. "Isn't that strange? It's the same name as the Weasley's owl."

Kathleen peeked back into the envelope and found that there was not any school supply list. "I can just use the Sorcerer's Stone book!" she thought, being quite proud of her being a Harry Potter maniac.

(another A/N: well i guess it's kind of short and the humor isn't that much... i'll work on it. watches as a mob approaches her AH! i asked you to not kill me for it pulls out wand)

Chaitlin: Chaitlin is the Irish version of the name Kathleen. it is roughly pronounced kat-THY yes i know rather hard isnt it?