Chapter One
As the small boy stared out of the window he watched fat droplets of rain fall from the bloated sky and burst softly on the
pavement. It had been raining like this for the past several days, and there was more to come. Jed didn't mind, he really liked
the rain. It made him feel more alive, in a strange sort of way. The boy was currently waiting for his Grandma Gretchen to
return home from her long day at work. She was a bartender at The Seven Boars Pub. Jed's Grams was a cool lady, but she
was always forgetting him. Some days she wouldn't even come home until really late at night. Jed assumed she was out
partying. Grams was strangely youthful for such an old woman. He hoped she came home, but he didn't doubt that she'd be
out all night partying with the guys from the bar, grandson forgotten.
Jed shook his head and got up from the antique chair he'd been sitting in. Jed's stomach grumbled. He hadn't eaten all
day. Jed sighed. " Crud. I think she forgot about me again. Oh well, I'll go and get some grub." Jed shook his head and
headed slowly down the creaky stairs outside his bedroom. He headed to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. All there
was in there was bologna and pudding. Jed grabbed the bologna and made a sandwich, then grabbed a cup of pudding and
headed to the living room to watch some T.V. He grabbed the remote and switched on the television and sighed dejectedly.
"British T.V. sucks!" He exclaimed loudly. Jed frowned and decided to watch a particularly annoying cooking show. The
man was an ass that kept on saying, "Can you believe it?" and, " Isn't that just delightful?" The boy laughed and began to
finish his food. After about ten minutes he began to drift off to sleep.
Just as the boy had began to nod off, there was a loud bang on the door, followed by three more bangs, and then silence.
He supposed it was Grams, eager to get inside from the cold and the rain. He hurried to the door and opened it, then yelped
in surprise. A big brown owl battered his head with a flurry of flapping wings, and screeched loudly in his ear. The big owl
flew past his head and rested on top of the fireplace. The owl shook off its wet feathers and sat staring at Jed. Breathing hard,
he moved towards the big owl and tried to shoo it out of the opened door. The owl just sat there, but then held out its right leg
to Jed. Only then did he notice something strapped to the owl's leg. He walked over to the bird. The thing on its leg was a
parcel of some kind, by the looks of it. He cautiously undid the leather strap and removed the parcel. The envelope read:
Mr. Jed Riley
Living Room
16 Rooster Way
London, England
The envelope was heavy and was a brownish color, with no return address to be found. There was a red wax seal on the
other side of the envelope that had various animals encircling a large letter H. Jed broke the seal and read the letter enclosed.
It said:
Hogwarts School
Of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, 1st Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Riley,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Enclosed is a list of all necessary school supplies. Classes will begin on September 1st.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Jed checked the envelope. Indeed there was a list of supplies, a very strange list. He laughed. What a joke. Perhaps his
cousin George had sent the letter for a laugh. The boy threw the envelope on the television and went to sit on the couch. After
about 10 minutes he fell asleep and dreamt that his cousin George had transformed him into a frog and set his dog loose on
him. Just as the dog was closing his jaws on him Jed heard another thud on the door. He hurried to the door and opened it,
and then stopped in surprise at what he saw. There outside the door, wet but smiling was his grandma. But she wasn't alone.
There, standing next to her was a tall old man with silver hair and half moon spectacles. He was dressed in a robe and a
floppy pointed black hat. Jed sighed. His day was getting weirder by the hour.
Author's Note
I've already made more chapters after this, but I have to type them, and it might take a while because the chaps are long and I suck at typing, lol. This story will get better into the second and third chapters, I promise. And those chapters will explain more if you're confused.