I crossed my arms, sitting on the Cullen's sofa as Alice went on about what Edward and I would do when I was older (I was only 11). Their whole family is convinced that Ed and I are "soul mates". Whatever. I think they're all nutters, and I wish my parents never left England.
Edward and his family were convinced they were vampires. Vampires! HA! That's a joke, that is. I tried to avoid them, but my father ignored my complaints, thinking Esme was the only good babysitter in the world. It was quite annoying, really.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as my father's car pulled up outside. I breathed a sigh of relief and hopped into his car. He waved to the crazy people and drove home.
"Bella, you got a letter today. Looked fancy." As soon as we got home, I found said letter on the table and tore it open.
Dear Isabella Swan, it read.
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.
I let out a squeal of excitement before looking at my father in confusion. "Is this a joke?" He came over and looked at the letter, eyes wide.
"Sounds fine by me, but where are we supposed to get an owl?" I nodded, looking out the window.
Suddenly there was a flap of wings and a light grey owl landed on the windowsill. I gasped, and grabbed a piece of paper. "What should I write?" My father grabbed the paper and scribbled down a response.
Dear Minerva McGonagall,
Isabella would be happy to go to your school, but we are confused on how to get the school supplies. You can't exactly find them in a normal store. If you could respond with interactions, that would be wonderful.