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Danny sat on his bed, staring at the letter that his sister had carelessly given him. He had never gotten one before, and so he felt a little unsure of what exactly to do with it, especially with how weird it looked. He had seen his parents and Jazz with mail before. And he couldn't help but notice the differences. For one thing, the envelope was a little yellowed and it felt like a different sort of paper than he was used to. The ink that spelled his name and address was green. The address itself was strange as well, for it not only said his street and house number and the regular things, but it also added that his room was at the end of the hall. Danny further noticed that there was no stamp or return address.

Danny flipped the thing over and stared at the purple wax seal of some kind of shield-thing with a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H. Danny stared at the oddity in his hands, before finally breaking the seal and taking out the letter inside.

From the heaviness of the envelope, Danny had assumed that it would be quite a long letter, so he was very confused when it was only a few pages long, although also on a strange kind of paper. Danny unfolded and carefully read the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Fenton,
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.
A wizard will be by shortly to explain things.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

Danny wrinkled his nose. A school of what? Are these people serious? Danny looked around his room a few minutes, perhaps waiting for someone to pop out and explain this was a joke.

When no one did, Danny reread the letter and list of school supplies.

This was, by far, the strangest thing he'd experienced all day. Which was saying something in his family.

Danny picked up everything and headed downstairs to the kitchen, where his mom was cleaning the remains of dinner. "Mom?" Danny called. Making his mother, Maddie Fenton, halt her progress of washing the dishes to look at him with a warm smile.

"Yes, dear?"

Danny held up the letter from Hogwarts, "Do you know what this is?"

Maddie dried her hands and walked over to him, snatched the paper from his hand and began reading it. Danny watched silently as she did a double take, and read it a second, then third time. "Why I never . . ." he heard her mutter. She turned to leave the room, seeming to have completely forgotten about Danny.

"Wait!" he cried, "Mom! What is it? Is it real?"

Maddie appeared startled as she looked at him, she tried to put on a reassuring smile. "I need to talk with your father about this dear, I'll be right back."

"Mom!" Danny called after her, but she had already slipped out of the kitchen. A bit frustrated Danny stood and tried to go after her, before finding that he could not follow her, since she was most likely in the basement and he was not allowed to go down there.

Huffing, Danny spun on his heels and raced up the stairs, stopping abruptly in front of a door and knocking. Or, more like pounding, "Jazz, Jazz, Jazz!" he called over and over until she opened the door and looked down at him. "Yes Danny?" she said, sounding a little annoyed.

"Mom has my letter! She won't talk to me about it!"

"Your letter?" she said confused, "The one I gave you earlier?"

"Yes!" Danny said in exasperation, "I asked Mom if it was for real, and she took off with it saying she had to talk to Dad."

"What do you mean, 'if it was for real'? What was the letter?"

Danny shrugged helplessly, "It said something about an acceptance letter into a wizarding school or something."

Jazz's eyebrows shot up to her hairline and she stepped into the hallway, pulling the door closed behind her, "Are they in the basement?" she said, already heading toward the stairs.

"Yeah," Danny said following after her. Jazz noticed him halfway down the steps and stopped.

"No Danny, you go wait in your room, you know you're not allowed into the lab."

Danny did know this, but that didn't stop him from complaining, "You are!"

"Yes, and I also happen to be older than you," she said tilting her chin up a little and squaring her shoulders proudly.

Danny felt very much like sticking his tongue out at her. But instead he said, "Thirteen isn't that much higher than eleven."

Jazz blew some hair out of her eyes, "I'm almost fourteen," she stated, then said, "Now go wait in your room, while I talk with Mom and Dad, alright?"

Danny huffed and went up the stairs, hearing the basement door slam as soon as he entered his room. He fell down onto his bed face first. This was turning into a very confusing day. He turned his head to the side so that he could breathe, and let his mind wander on all sorts of things, mostly the letter. Was it real? He supposed it must be, or else why would Mom and Jazz act like that? But what did this mean? Where even is Hogwarts? And what kind of name was Hogwarts? Danny dimly wondered if Sam and Tucker would receive a letter. Also, what did it mean to get such a thing? Does that mean he's magical?

Danny laid on the bed, mostly unmoving, for a few hours, and his family had yet to come up and explain things. Danny got up and went down the stairs. He was tired of waiting. This was important, what was with that letter? Just as he reached the landing there was a knock at the door, stopping Danny in his tracks. He could hear muffled shouts coming from the lab, and as he stared at the basement door, the person at the front door knocked again, a little louder this time. Danny looked between the two doors, unsure which one to go to. The person seemed to pound on the door this time, and the voices down stairs abruptly cut off.

Danny quickly jumped to the front door and swung it open before his parents got there. He really wanted to know who it was, maybe it was a wizard like the letter had said, or just the postman coming late again. Either way, Danny wanted to get to them before his parents came and cut him off.

The person outside was a woman dressed in green robes and wore a black pointed hat, her face was stern, but not unkind. She looked at Danny expectantly, while Danny just stared at her. The people outside didn't blink at her odd appearance, having seen even stranger things happen at the Fenton house.

The woman raised her eyebrow at him, "Well? Am I to stand out here all day?"

"Um," Danny said before a hand yanked him back into the house and Maddie stood in front of him. He looked behind himself and saw Jazz, she seemed furious, but also strangely proud. Jack, his father, looked a little shell-shocked. Danny turned back and looked at Maddie's face, she looked a little nervous, but mostly calm.

"Do come in," she said, opening the door wider for the woman outside to enter.

"Thank you," said the woman, stepping through the doorway and into the middle of the living room.

Maddie swung the door shut behind her, and looked at the newcomer appraisingly. Then she looked down at Danny and smiled. "Let's all have a seat." She said glancing at everyone. They all moved into the living room and sat down. The woman placed herself in a chair facing the family, so that they could all see her, and she could see all of them. "Good evening," she said, "I am Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The family introduced themselves.

"I am sure," McGonagall continued, "That you have read the letter?"

They nodded.

"Being Muggle-born," she said, "you most likely do not understand what is happening, so I shall explain."

"What's a Muggle?" Danny asked, and then felt embarrassed for interrupting her.

She clicked her tongue slightly at the interruption, but answered him. "A Muggle is a non-magical person."

"Magic?"

"You did read the letter?"

"Yeah . . ."

McGonagall nodded, "Good, then allow me to explain things. Magic is real, and as such there are wizards who use it, mainly in secret. In order to preserve our secrecy, we often separate ourselves from the Muggles, and go to special schools to learn how to use the magic around us. A school such as Hogwarts, which is known to be one of the best. We don't get a lot of Americans," she said looking pointedly at Danny, "but we can still accept them."

Danny noticed his parents seemed to be taking this rather well, did they already know about magic, but aren't they mugg-whatevers? Aren't Muggles not magical?

McGonagall noticed this too, for she said, "I see you must already know of magic."

Maddie shifted uncomfortably, while Jack nodded brightening, no longer shell-shocked.

"Maddie's Great Step-Aunt was a witch," he said, causing McGonagall's eyebrow to sharply rise, Jazz to huff sharply, and Danny to stare at him open mouthed.

"I wasn't aware there was magic in your family, seeing as Danny is Muggle-born."

Maddie sighed, "She was only a part of the family for a year before disappearing, so her magic didn't get to leave an impact on the bloodline, but my mother still remembered vividly what her Step-Aunt was like, and told me about it as I was growing up, I'd thought at the time that it couldn't be true, but, I guess I was wrong."

McGonagall nodded slowly, "I see. At any rate," she said, moving on, "Danny has been confirmed to have magic and as such has been accepted into Hogwarts if he so choses."

"What makes you so sure I have magic?" Danny asked, still a little suspicious.

McGonagall sighed and drew her wand, causing Jazz to gasp slightly, "Here, hold this."

As soon as Danny grabbed the hilt of the wand, lightning shot from it, scorching the wall across from him, and McGonagall quickly snatched it back.

"If you were a Muggle," she said at his shocked face, "then that would not have happened."

"S-so," Danny swallowed, "I'm a wizard?"

She nodded.

Suddenly, Danny's attitude did a one-eighty as he brightened like a kid in a candy store and said "Awesome!" he turned to his parents, "Can I go? Please?" Before they could respond his face fell a little as he then said, "Wait, what about Sam and Tucker?" he turned to McGonagall, "Are they wizards? Can they come too?"

"Who are Sam and Tucker?" she asked.

"Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley, they're my best friends, were they accepted into Hogwarts too?"

McGonagall flipped through the list of new students in her mind and after a moment, shook her head, "I'm afraid they were not accepted into Hogwarts," she said matter-of-factly.

Danny's face fell. He seemed to be depressed now, as his emotions had completely flipped yet again.

Noticing this, McGonagall thought for a minute, then sighed. "Don't worry Mr. Fenton, should you chose to come to Hogwarts, you and your friends can send letters, and you may return home during the winter, spring and summer holidays."

Danny perked up a little, "Does that mean I can tell them?"

She nodded, "If you must."

Danny seemed happy again, as he jumped off the couch, "I'll go call them!" he said, racing upstairs before anyone could say anything. Once he was done he came back downstairs to find that Jazz seemed a lot more relaxed, although a bit annoyed while looking at her parents, who looked positively ecstatic. "They should be here in a minute," he informed them sitting down again.

Jack turned to him, "Danny!" he billowed, "There are ghosts at the school!"

"You can tell us all about them!" added Maddie excitedly.

Ah, so that was why Jazz looked annoyed. Danny sighed and let his face fall into his hands. Poor McGonagall was thoroughly confused, but did not say anything while Jack launched into a one-sided discussion about ghosts. He didn't get very far, as Sam and Tucker showed up at the front door.

They both took the news differently. Sam took it well enough, Tucker looked as shell-shocked as Jack had at the beginning. They pestered McGonagall with questions that she tried to answer patiently. And, in the end, although they were disappointed that they couldn't go, they encouraged Danny to. Sam said that it was an incredible opportunity, while Tucker told him that it would sure beat regular school. Jazz told him that she was proud. And Jack and Maddie, were practically begging him to go so he could tell them all about the ghosts.

With all the encouragement from his family and two best friends, Danny caved and accepted the invitation.

"Excellent," said McGonagall, standing as she spoke. "I will remind you that you can tell absolutely no one outside of this room of Daniel's going to Hogwarts or of the wizarding world at all."

"No problem, Ms. M," said Tucker with a sly grin as Sam elbowed his ribs, making him gasp slightly in pain.

"Don't worry about it, Professor," Sam said, "We won't tell anyone."

McGonagall nodded, "Now I must take my leave, I have things I must attend to."

"Of course," said Maddie, standing.

"Someone will be by on August 1st to take you and Daniel to Diagon Alley to buy his school things."

Maddie nodded, "Of, course, should we try to get to England before then?"

"That might be a good idea," McGonagall said after a few moments thought.

"Alright," said Maddie, following the witch to the door, "We'll be there."

"Very well," she looked at Danny, "Be well, Mr. Fenton."

Once the door was closed, they heard a loud cracking sound.

"Dude," said Tucker suddenly, "What happened to your wall?" he pointed to the scorch mark.

"Oh, I hit it with a magical lightning bolt."

Tucker squinted at it. "This has got to be the weirdest day of your life."

Sam slapped his arm, but was smirking. Jazz started chuckling. And soon they were all giggling uncontrollably.

One thing was for certain. Danny's life was definitely going to get more interesting.