I own not Harry Potter, however… I WISH I DID!
I sat back on my chair, leaning against the window and letting the nice winter breeze rustle my short, brown/auburn hair. Just then, I heard my door open and someone walked in.
"Hey, Squirt."
This opened my eyes immediately. "I am not that much smaller than you, Forrest-baka." I stated simply, leaning back again in my chair. He took off my hat and quickly rustled my hair until it looked like it had met in a battle with my evil demon cat, and lost.
"Gee, thanks." I hissed slightly. He laughed at my expression. My skateboard was leaning on my dresser and he took a quick glance at it.
"Learning how to balance again? Let's see if it works out alright." He said as he lifted me up over his shoulder and picked up the skateboard.
"Aw, fuck off you bastard." I spat malevolently as he just laughed at my discomfort. He shrugged. "Fuck you." I declared.
Of course, being about the age of a muggle freshman guy, he took it the entirely wrong way.
"No! Not in that way!" I practically screamed hitting him in his back. Then I heard the sweet bells of laughter coming out of my best friends mouth.
"Mariah, oh dear he-who-must-not-be-named!" She was squealing at my discomfort, her equally short, blond hair bouncing up slightly with every gasp for air. "You are too much! Learning to balance before getting your Firebolt I see!" She shrieked, as she prepared her potion that she developed strictly for time-traveling. Forrest dropped me as I kicked him in the gut, and I picked up my letter from Hogwarts.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Serpentalis,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
The second page with requirements says:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WHICHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
sets of plain work robes (black)
plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
I looked at my two friends. What a great thing! And for this to happen to me! The only daughter of two of the most diverse students from Hogwarts! We walked down the streets, laughing, unaware that I was being watched by one of my new classmates. Going into a Wand Shoppe, I looked around. The man behind the counter began taking down wands, after a considerable amount were discarded, he picked out one in a rusted old gold bin.
"Lessee, here Miss. Serpentalis." He said handing it to me. "This was your father's wand, before he died." I moved it around and he clapped. "Perfect, absolutely perfect!"
