Authors Note: I know, I know. I was supposed to start a Harry Potter/Inuyasha crossover. In my defense, I had almost the entire story written and saved on my computer. Well, now the internet doesn't work on my computer and there is no possible way to get it off of there and onto my laptop. So until then, this is my new story. I put myself in here but with a different background and name. I swear, I'm pretty sure I was supposed to be born to a family in Japan but somehow made it to America. Anyways, there will be some things from my actual life in here. I'll translate the Japanese at the bottom. Enjoy my new story! R&R!
I sighed as I looked out my window, an old letter in my hand. I thought about the events of the recent past.
~Flashback~
I sat up in my bed, sighing out a loud yawn and arching my back with my arms above my head in a stretch. I relaxed as my yawn came to a close. Wiping the crust out of my eyes, I flung my legs over the side of my bed and stood up wondering what that crust was actually called. I shrugged and got to work making my bed. After a minute I was done and walking over to my closet to find something to wear.
"Skirt? No. Fancy shirt? Not today. Jeans and a t-shirt? Most definitely." I said before dragging out a plain dark purple t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans. In almost no time I was dressed and heading out my bedroom door to the bathroom to get ready for another day.
I opened the bathroom door and closed it behind me. Finding my face wash, I splashed my face with warm water before squeezing some face wash on my hand and spreading it evenly across my face. I splashed my face with more warm water until all of the face wash was gone. I grabbed my hairbrush and a hair tie and pulled my hair into a pony tail, two pieces of black hair framing my face. I found my toothbrush and brushed my teeth before putting on a little eyeliner and mascara and heading downstairs into the kitchen.
"Morning Mom." I said to my mom who was cleaning up some dishes that were in the sink. She had short black hair that was wavy. She had warm brown eyes that were kind and gentle. Her off-white apron was tied around a blue dress that reached a little past her knees.
"Good morning Momo." she replied, still not taking her eyes off her task.
I grabbed a peach and sat down at the table before taking a bite.
"Onee-chan, are you a cannibal?(1)" My little brother said to me before grabbing some toast and sitting down next to me. He was about four years old with messy black hair and brown eyes like my mother. He was wearing a green soccer t-shirt and jean shorts. I rolled my eyes.
"That's really funny Haru," I said sarcastically. "You really need some better material." He pretended to tear up before shrugging and getting back to his toast.
"Momo, will you please go check the mail for me?" my mom asked.
"Sure." I replied, standing up. I ruffled Haru's hair and headed out the room before opening the door and exiting the house. I didn't expect to see the sight in front of me however.
On our mailbox sat an owl. It was white with brown flecks. It looked at me and hooted softly before flying towards me. I was super freaked out on the inside but I decided to remain calm and wait for it to get to me. It landed on my arm and held out it's foot. Tied to it's foot was a letter in what looked to be English. Good thing they taught us English in school. I untied it and looked at who it was addressed to.
Takata, Momo
Tokyo, Japan
813 S. Sakura St.
2nd Largest Bedroom
"Well, that's weird. It's addressed to me too." I said to myself before walking inside and sitting down at the kitchen table.
"What's that?" Haru asked.
"It's a letter addressed to me." I replied, still fascinated with the foreign letter. Now my mom had become interested as well.
"What language is that?" she asked curiously.
"I think it's English. I'm almost positive it is."
"Well open it! I'm curious to see just what it says."
I nodded and flipped it over, tearing it open and ripping the letter out in excitement. I read the letter through. After that, I read it again. Then another time.
"Well, what does it say?" Haru asked. I cleared my throat and then began.
"Dear Ms. Takata, you are hereby invited to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in England. Normally, we would extend an invitation to you at age eleven. However, for some unknown reason, you have just recently displayed magical capabilities. As such, if you choose to accept, you will be accepted as a fifth year student. Books for years 1-4 will be sent to you. This way, you can hopefully catch up to the level that your peers are currently at. Whatever you need assistance with will be addressed upon your arrival of the school. Three days prior to the start of term, I will arrive at your house to take you to England to get your school supplies and of course, your wand. Term begins September 1st. If you choose to accept, please send back a letter with the owl who delivered this one. Sincerely, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." When I finished reading the letter, everything was silent. We all looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Finally, my mother broke the silence.
"So, would you like to attend?" she said smiling while Haru and I looked at her shocked.
"Are you serious? This has to be some kind of joke or prank. I bet Miyuki sent me this."
"No, she did not. Albus Dumbledore did. I know this because my grandmother was a witch." she said slowly. The look on my face must have been one of utter surprise.
"You're kidding, right?" Haru asked.
"No, I'm not. I'm completely serious. She got a letter just like this one when she was fourteen years old. She was a late bloomer, just like you. She showed me once her magic. She pulled out a wand and pointed it at a chair which then started to sing and dance."
"So this is real?" I asked, my voice a little shaky.
"It is, Momo. You really should accept it. Going to that school will open a lot of doors for you. I think it's for the best if you do." I took a breath.
"Well, if you think I should, then I will. I'm going to miss you two for an entire year." I said and Haru started to tear up for real this time.
"Onee-chan! I don't want you to go anywhere! I want you to stay here!" he sobbed and hugged me around my hips. He was still only a little kid so that was as high as he could reach. I smiled softly and hugged him back.
"I know Haru. I'm going to miss you two. Both of you. Think about it this way. Right now, it's May. So that gives us almost four months until I have to leave. I promise I'll spend as much time with you as possible until then. I'll play soccer with you all the time and you can help me study if you want." His entire face brightened when I said that.
"Really?" he asked/exclaimed.
"Really."
"Thanks Onee-chan!" he yelled, hugging me even more. I crouched down to his eye level.
"Now Haru, you have to remember something," he nodded and so I continued. "Once I'm gone, you have to step up and be the "man of the house" you could say. It's just going to be you and Mom since Dad isn't here. Can you do that?"
He saluted me. "Yes sir!" I stood there amused for a moment before I stood up with a serious face and saluted him back.
"Alright! Dismissed Private Haru!"
He puffed out his chest and marched out of the room while Mom and I stood there giggling.
Authors Note: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'm uploading the second one now.
(1): Onee-chan in Japanese means sister. Also, the joke was that Momo in japanese means peach and she is eating a peach. Little kid humor, I know. But, it had to be done.