It always seems everyone has fond memories of the day they received their Hogwarts letters, and the few days leading up to their departure to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Of course I remember my days fondly, and can't seem to get my family to shut up about their days before and at Hogwarts, especially since I received my letter that warm August morning.

As soon as that owl swooped in the kitchen window, dropping the letter on my half-eaten breakfast, EVERYONE knew. Mum shrieked loudly, spilling her tea all down her work robes, and dad had dropped his breakfast plate, food hanging from his mouth, and poor Crookshanks had eggs and bacon all over himself. Mum jumped from her seat covering me in millions of kisses, wet kisses, she was crying.

"Oh! We're so proud of you! Emma, darling!" Punctured with more wet kisses.

"I must tell the family! They'll be so proud! Last granddaughter...at Hogwarts." Mum blubbered as she ran to her study.

I had just sat their dazed a little, I hadn't even opened the letter yet. What if it wasn't from Hogwarts? I thought. What if I had no magic in me, what if I wasn't a witch? These thoughts plagued me as I stared at the yellowed parchment with emerald green loopy writing on the front. Dad must have known what I was thinking, because he knelt down beside my chair.

"Em, don't worry. You are a witch and this letter is from Hogwarts." He said softly, caressing my hair softly as he spoke.

"But what if it isn't?! What if I'm not a witch?!" I demanded, on the verge of tears.

"You are a witch and this is your letter. And even if you aren't a witch your mum and I will still love you. We'll all love you still no matter what."

He wiped away the silent tears that cascaded down my face. "Now do you want to read this letter, or do you want me to do it?" He smiled. I smiled back.

"I'll read. Will...will you just hold my hand?" I asked shyly.

"Of course, my little lion." And he took my hand after the letter was opened and in front of me. I took a deep breath.

"Dear Miss. Weasley we would like the congratulate you on your acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding..." I trailed off. I jumped from my seat squealing in delight.

"I got in! I got in!" I screamed. I laughed as dad pulled me into hug.

"I told you! I told you, you would get in. I'm so proud, my little lioness." He smiled.

Soon there were a scattering of owls flying into the kitchen window, all landing in front of me. I opened the first letter, it was from Rosie.

Dear sweetest Emma,

I just heard the news from mum! I'm so proud of you and so terribly excited for you! Next time I see you I must give you some of my old books, and tell you where the best study places are at Hogwarts. Oh, dear sister, you are going to love it there!

Seeing you soon!

Love, Rosie

I smiled at my familiar sister's handwriting. I hadn't seen her for a while. She was constantly busy as a Healer over a St. Mungo's. I recognized the next owl as Hugo's black barn owl, Jamous.

Dearest little (and favorite, might I add) sister,

Congratulations, I here are in order! Always knew you'd be there soon enough. You and Rosie so bloody brainy! Well I already have this feeling that Rose may have told you where all the great 'study places' are but do not fear little sister, big brother knows where the fun is. You know Freddy, James, and I always found where the best places to have fun were at in our Hogwarts days. Of course we'll tell where the kitchen is. You NEED to know! Its a must baby sister! I am currently in Bulgaria. Those bloody Bulgarian Quidditch players are bloody buggers! I must now attend dear practice. I shall write to you soon and come to that dinner if I can. Farewell for now!

You know you're missing me

(I'm missing you!)

Love always,

Hugo

I burst our laughing at Hugo. I handed the letter over to dad, he was left with a fit of giggles too.

"Bloody dramatic that one." I muttered under my breath. I picked up the last I wanted to read for now, from the big pile.

Dearest Emma,

Congratulations! I know you will have a great seven years at Hogwarts like I did, your parents did, and the rest of our crazy family. Of course you're probably getting a good lot of advice from the family. Well always keep in mind that some of the advice is not always wise advice and some of it may never help. But fear not, before your journey to Hogwarts you will depart with some handy mischief aids, but don't tell your mother of course. They have been passed down in the family, and right fully go to you next. Since the rest of the children all went to school together, they all got to use it, and now its your turn to make a little more Weasley mischief with you and your new friends. But choose wisely who your friends are, and who you tell of these mischievous aids. Congratulations again, my dear. Good luck and the best of luck, see you at the dinner.

Love always,

Uncle Harry

I passed the letter to dad, already having an idea of what he was going to give me.

"So what is with this dinner everyone keeps talking about?" I asked dad. "Isn't it just the dinner we always have before the rest of the children went back to school?""Oh yeah, just that. Them being just bloody fools for some reason." He laughed. "Okay finish your breakfast. After your done I'm dropping you off at The Burrow."

"OOO! Dad can Ollie come? Can we play with Danny? Please! Please!" I begged him, giving him my puppy dog eyes I knew he couldn't resist, and also adding, "Please, daddy!"

He sighed and shook his head. "Fine. I'll go Floo the Wood's." I smiled my thanks and sat down to my breakfast.