Ooh first new story in such a looooong time. Well I hope you guys enjoy it, not really looking for criticism just writing for fun. Or whatever, criticise if you must smiles Oh and much of the love for those who review! -Crouchingbunny.

Dear Diary,

Oh my goodness you will not even believe it! I barely believe it, and I was right there when it happened. I mean, I've told you some pretty crazy things, but NOTHING like this. I mean all sorts of weird things happen around him -like that Ipod he wanted just appearing out of nowhere, and Killer somehow getting on the roof and he hates heights- I always knew there was something odd about him. Now I guess, this just proves it. My little brother is a wizard! I know totally farfetched, and COMPLETELY impossible, but for some reason it's happened! Jimmy is totally stoked about it. He's got to go to some school almost all year round, it's called, and get this, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! And you know what? Mom says that she had a great aunt who was a witch and she knows about this! And she never even mentioned it to us! Which is completely unfair considering this is totally cool, and I have a few wishes I would like to… or maybe that's genies. Anyway I would like to ask some things about it, I mean I thought wizards and witches were just fairy tales, as of course I'm sure you thought too. Also, if Jimmy's a wizard does that mean that my other sibling, Jean is also a witch? Apparently Mom says I'm too old and would have got the invitation to come to Hogwarts at the start of last year. So I'm totally stumped here, what exactly do witches and wizards do? Also, why is it that everything good always happens to Jimmy!? My head is buzzing with little questions like this, I mean what if regular people I see walking down the street are wizards and witches too? I've got some suspicions about Mrs. Caldwell from across the street, she certainly looks like a witch. I'll have to ask Mom later. But I was supposed to be asleep an hour ago so I guess I will have to wait until morning. But what makes you a wizard or witch? Are you just born with it, or is it like which hand you choose to write with? Do you choose when you are a baby to be a witch or wizard? And where are we supposed to get this stuff at anyway? A cauldron, wand, and all sorts of other magical sounding things. That Hogwarts letter wasn't at all descriptive enough for my tastes. Or curiosity. Who knows, maybe in the morning Mom and Dad will yell 'Gotcha!' over cereal. But that's a pretty mean joke to play, I don't think Mom and Dad would do that. I hope Mom and Dad won't do that. Well, I guess some of my questions will be answered tomorrow. Maybe I can e-mail that lady they were talking about in the letter. Minerva McGargoroyle, or something like that. Well talk to you later, hugs, kisses, and much love,

-Jill.

Dear Diary,

Well if it's a joke -and I really hope it's not!- it's pretty good. As I was eating my Frosted Flakes I looked up surreptitiously every now and then through my eyelashes to see if Mom and Dad were winking at each other or if they elbowed each other as if sharing a private joke. But they just sat across from me as usual spooning cereal into their mouths and making sure Jeanie isn't making a complete mess with hers. Being nine you can't exactly trust her with anything since she's so mischievous. She was liable just to catapult her cereal into my face as to give me a hug. You've got to be careful around that one. Jimmy was sitting in the seat next to me, with the letter from Hogwarts in his left hand while he was spooning mouthful after mouthful of cereal into his mouth as if he couldn't wait to get away from the table and up back to his room. From the look of the letter which was all crumpled, perhaps from his reading it, I wondered how we were going to get all of that stuff. Which reminded me,

"Mom is Mrs. Caldwell a witch?" I asked Mom who promptly choked on cereal. Dad patted her on the back. Hmm… perhaps you aren't supposed to know who they are? And I just guessed!

"Sweetheart, not that I know of," Mom says after a moment, and I realize she was laughing. I squirm a little thinking that it would have been cool if I had blown Mrs. Caldwell's cover. Get her back from keeping all of those Frisbees.

"So how are we going to get that stuff that Jimmy needs for the school?" I ask again. Jimmy looks up at the mention of his name, probably not having listened to whatever else I was saying.

"I was wondering along those same lines Mom," he said.

"Well I'm going to call Aunt Esmerelda, she'll probably know more about it." And with that Mom had finished her cereal and was washing off her bowl.

"Where are you going again?" Jeanie said hoisting her spoon full of cereal a foot over her bowl and letting them fall down and splash the table and herself. She already had little milk bubbles in her blonde bangs.

"Hogwarts," Jimmy said glancing at the computer. Reading his thoughts I assume that he was going to look it up on the internet. I mean if we were going to find out more about Hogwarts, why not look it up in the internet? What a good idea, or perhaps it, dare I say it? Grrrrrrrrrreat! Totally corny but whatever. Jimmy jumped up from the table, flung his empty cereal bowl in the sink and ran into the living room where the computer was.

I watched him from the corner of my eyes as Mom wiped milk off the table top. After a few minutes, Dad went and got dressed for work. He kissed the top of my head as well as Jeanie and Jimmy's.

"Have a good day Honey!" Mom said and stood on tiptoe to kiss his forehead.

"You too, you kids be good," he said as he hugged Mom and waved good bye to us.

"Always am," Jeanie said although Dad was probably talking more to her than any of us, even though Jimmy and I are prone to get into a scrap or two. Or ten. After a moment of staring out the window at the Goranson's house next door Jimmy sighs exasperatedly and pounded his fist onto the computer desk.

"Find anything?" I ask as I get up and go look over his shoulder.

"Nothing pertaining to an actual school," he said dejectedly as I click on the image search results.

"Plenty of hogs with warts, though," I say and walk off. I must say, I am quite as disappointed as he is. I really want to know more about this school, Jeanie doesn't seem to be too concerned about it, but then again, she's only nine. But don't put it past her to find out something about it that neither of us can.

I see Mom picking up the cordless phone and dialing Great Aunt Esmerelda's number. I've only met her a few times, she always asks Mom if we've been 'little witches' and now I guess that was her way of asking if we'd been accepted into Hogwarts or whatever. I've never really even thought of Great Aunt Esmerelda that much, but now I've found I'm thinking about her more and more. If she can do magic, why isn't she doing it all the time?

"Oh yes thank you," Mom said after a few minutes of listening and even writing a few things down. "Yes we're very proud," Mom said again pausing in her writing. I hear the next thing Aunt Esmerelda says quite clearly.

"I knew if anyone was going to have one it would be you, quite a disappointment the girl isn't one as well. You win some you lose some, little Joanie could still be one too though. Not bad, suppose you'll have to just deal with the disappointment. We can't all be-" and here where Mom had fallen silent she narrowed her eyes and spoke coldly into the phone.

"Yes thank you, bye," she said and hung up. She glared down at the paper and took a deep breath.

"Uh… Mom," I said a little shocked. I've never heard anything like what I had just heard Aunt Esmerelda say. She glanced up at me like she hadn't known I was there.

"Yes honey?" she asked glancing over me apparently wondering if I had just heard what Aunt Esmerelda had said.

"Um… well, what did she say?" I finally stammered out. Not wanting to show that I had heard.

"Oh, just directions to a place called the Leaky Cauldron and some more instructions. We've got to go to a place called Gringotts and exchange the money," she said a little haphazardly.

"When?" I say getting excited.

"Next week I suppose," she said glancing down at the paper a little resentfully.

"Mom," I say after a moment of thinking, "are we bound to secrecy about this, or what?" I ask.

"About what?" she says abruptly her voice a little high pitched.

"This wizarding stuff," I say slowly.

"Oh," she says sounding relieved and tucking a strand of brown hair out of her face and behind an ear. She looks thoughtful for a moment, and then glances over me with her brown eyes.

"Well?" I ask my arms folded behind my back.

"I wouldn't say anything to anyone about it," she said after a moment. "They probably wouldn't believe you, but your husband or something would be alright," she said and glanced at Jimmy in the next room typing furiously. "But that's a long way off," she added as an after thought.

Hmm then I guess that rules out telling Casey. I had been planning on telling her about all this, she would totally believe me. But then again I don't think I would believe her if she told me. I think I'll just listen to Mom… for now. Hugs, kisses, and much love,

-Jill.