A/N- This is my first fan fic, please be kind.
A/N- The letter used here, the way the letter was addressed, the name of the school, the name of the alley, Floo Powder, and how the mail comes all belong to the very talented J. K. Rowling. All else was born in my imagination.
A/N- (Last one!) There are more chapters to come, don't worry! Hope you like it! ~ Emily Vanchi
The Letter
Alexz Magic sat at her kitchen table sipping milk and eating her breakfast when a large tawny owl flew in through the window; tied on its leg was a letter. Alexz untied the letter from the owl's leg, looked at it carefully to find that it was addressed, in emerald green ink, to Miss Alexz Magic, The Kitchen Table, 12 Magical Court, London, England. She knew at once what it must have been: an acceptance letter from, the one and only, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She turned the letter over, and with a trembling hand, broke the seal (a large letter H with a lion, eagle, badger, and snake united around it) and pulled out the letter. The letter read:
Dear Miss Magic,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft Wizardry. Please find list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
When Alexz had finished reading the letter, she dropped it on the table (right in her cereal), and after a minute or two of digesting what she just read, she screamed. She grabbed her slightly wet letter, and tore out the front door to tell her mother who was reading on the front porch in a swinging seat. "Mother! Mother! I've … I've … I've been accepted!"
"Accepted to where, dear?" Her mother asked, slightly alarmed at how her daughter was acting, or reacting.
"To Hogwarts, Mother!"
"Oh, hunny!" Her mother said, picking her daughter up and spinning her around. "That's wonderful! Let me see!" she said, putting her daughter back safely on the ground and talking the soggy letter from her daughter's outstretched hand.
After a few minutes of silence as Mrs. Magic read the letter carefully, she said, "We shall send an owl right away, come Alexz." Then, she walked back inside to find their family owl, Rose, to send an owl to Hogwarts telling them Alexz had gotten the letter and would be attending Hogwarts this year. Rose was a medium-sized owl with light brown feathers, except for the very tips of each and every one of her feathers, they were rosy pink, hence, her name.
As Mrs. Rachel Magic sent the owl to Hogwarts, Alexz ran upstairs to her room, slammed the door, and jumped onto her bed. She laid there on her back, looking at the ceiling, lost in thought for a few minutes, then, she rolled over onto her stomach, propped her head on her hands, and gazed into the floor-length mirror that hung opposite her. The girl that looked back at her was a gray-eyed, 4 feet 8 inches tall, 11 year old girl who had shoulder-length dirty-blonde hair that was layered, beginning right below her chin. Her hair curled toward her face, and was her pride and joy; everyone envied her for it. She had freckles across the bridge of her nose, and a light complexion. She had a wonderful imagination, and was know for it; she could see things others couldn't. "The makings of an artist," as her mother would say to herself when she would find her daughter dancing in the garden, or daydreaming by the brook.
Alexz was brought up in a pureblood family, meaning both her mother and her father were magical, and so were their families. She was used to owls delivering the paper, and traveling by floo powder, and she knew all about Hogwarts.
Alexz was an only child and lived with her mother and he father. Her mother's name was Rachel Magic and was 37 years old. She had gray eyes like Alexz, and the same dirty-blonde hair. Rachel's hair, however, was longer than Alexz's, by far. She was 5' 7" and had a light complexion. She had freckles down the length of her nose, and had a wonderful imagination also.
Alexz's father's name was Riley Magic and he was 39 years old. He had cheerful light blue eyes and the same dirty-blonde hair, but much shorter than Alexz's and Rachel's.
As Alexz thought about Hogwarts and what it would be like, there was a faint knock on the door. "Come in," Alexz said, sitting up cross-legged on her bed. Alexz's mother walked in and said, "Alexz, I just sent an owl to Hogwarts telling them you will be attending this year, and I think we shall go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get you things for school. Do you still have the list of supplies from Hogwarts?"
"Yes, it's on my dresser."
"Ok, good, well, I must go start dinner, it will be ready in about half an hour, and your father will be home any minute."
"Alright, mother." Alexz said as her mother walked out and shut her door. When Alexz heard the door click, she closed her eyes, and began to dream of the days to come.