A/N This is my first fanfiction so I'm not so great yet

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. All I own is Venus.

I was walking home from school. Walking down the normal streets of Little Whinging. I have long black hair cascading down my back, and emerald green eyes that
always seem to catch people's attention. I have about average pink lips and long eyelashes. My body is average, I'm not fat, but I'm not starving myself. I don't really like style too much. Usually I wear whatever hand me downs Aunt Lucy gives me. My clothes are usually quite comfy and I even got my own clothes last three Birthdays. Oh! How could I forget the only strange thing about me. My hand slowly brushes my lightning shaped scar that just won't go away, and this is why I made sure to have very long bangs cover it up. I just want to be normal, the way my parents must have been. I am nearing my house now. It seems like there is shouting coming from inside I think as I approach.

"Lucy, I don't understand! I thought she was just like us!" exclaimed what sounded like my uncle.

"Well obviously she isn't! What are we going to do! We can't just let her go off, but if we don't she will never learn. Maybe it will go away somehow... yea I think its best to keep her here." Ranted the unmistakable voice of my Aunt Lucy.

What on earth are they talking about? I slowly twisted the knob, but as soon as the door began to open, the shouting stopped. I stepped inside to see them both staring at me. Aunt Lucy's short dyed brown hair is array all around her head. Her blue eyes a mix of shock and confusion. Her necklace has fallen in the back and her sweater is half-way down her arms. She looked as if she had been pacing too.

Uncle Tim on the other hand, looks quite lost. He's quite the round old man with graying hair and fat bushy eyebrows. Uncle Tim's brown eyes and his chubby face seem overall confused, but why I don't know. His shirt has also become halfway un-tucked.

Then Aunt Lucy fixed her hair and put on a smile. "Venus! How lovely to see you darling. How was school?" she asked in a seemingly strained voice.

"Um...fine," I said, still not quite understanding what was happening.

"Lucy," my uncle began, "I think that we should let Venus make her own decision."

"WHAT!" she screamed "ARE YOU CRAZY!"

"IT IS HER CHOICE." Uncle Tim then snatched a paper I had honestly not noticed out of Aunt Lucy's hand.

He held the mysterious paper out to me and I grabbed it. Looking over at Aunt Lucy I saw she had gone quite pale and I scurried off to my room without another thought. Just as I was closing my door I heard "WHAT DID YOU D-" begin to be shouted from my aunt.

They were really acting strange today, and all because of whatever I'm holding. I sat down on my bed and got a better look at what I was holding actually was. It was a fat letter. The letter felt packed with paper and was heavy in my hand. It had a special feeling to it, as if it were really for me.

The back said:

Ms. V. Nightingale

The Smallest Room

7 Chapel Street

Little Whinging

Surrey

How odd. Why would they know my room? And why put it on the address? Then I flipped over the mysterious letter. There I saw a big red wax seal. On it there was a badger, eagle, snake, and griffin. How curious. Even more curious was the writing beneath it.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Witches and wizards are just a bunch of fairy tales... this is joke right? But what on earth is Hogwarts?

A/N I feel like this is really short but please review because I feel so lost.