Ok. This is my first fanfic, I wanted to see if I could do it. And what people would think about it. So...here it is!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognize.
My name is Rina Kerr. I am eleven years old, tall for my age, with shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. And I just found out that I am a witch and that I have to attend Hogwarts, a school for witchcraft and wizardry. I didn't know exactly what to think about this at first. A witch! I'd always loved the concept of magic being real. But, now, seeing all these people around me. All of them witches and wizards. It's a little scary.
My foster mother was thrilled when the letter came. You think she would have been slightly scared or nervous that I was a witch, but no. Because going to Hogwarts meant that she wouldn't have to deal with me.
She didn't answer any of the questions I asked her. All she did was give me the key to the chest my mother left for me. I didn't know the chest had a key. I thought it had been lost a long time ago. But it hadn't, my foster mother had had it all this time.
In that chest was my mothers belongings. There was everything I needed for school and a letter from my mother, written eleven years ago, explaining what was happening. That chest was the only thing I was bringing to school. That chest was the only thing I had.