Okay, this is the first chapter I wrote of a story I'm doing for MangaGirl1114. She is one of the best writers ever, and I just want to say thanks :)

Lana: Meagan Snow (Meg) does not own anything but me, my mom, and Alex and Alyson.
Eve: Eeev!
Iris: And what Eve just said is that MangaGirl1114 owns only her, Eve Irene Bella Sora Yuuki.
Lana: And she's not that great at writing yet (or so she says)
Ash: So if I or any of my buddies seem OOC, she says sorry.
*All look at Silver*
Silver: Oh, come on, do I have to say it?
All: Yes
Silver: Fine. *mutters* And we all had fun making this chapter. Happy?

Hey, it's me, Ash. I'm here to tell you about the single most amazing thing that happened to me and my friends.

Sure, I say that about a lot of things. Like meeting Victini. Or getting our first Pokémon. Or… you get the picture.
I was actually alone at a PokéCenter when it happened. Pikachu was being restored to health after another run-in with Team Rocket. Gary Oak, my old rival, was at his granddad's lab. Brock was at home. Silver was… Giratina knows where Silver was. Paul was in Unova, getting Gym Badges. Lana, my older cousin, was at home, because her twin younger siblings were sick. Eve, the girl who was originally an Eevee, was with Iris, I think.

I was looking through my Pokédex when a Noctowl dropped in through the window, carrying a letter. Well, that wasn't too unusual. What was unusual was the envelope. It read, in emerald ink,

"Ash Ketchum,

Cerulean City Pokémon Center,

Third Table from the Left,

Kanto"

Either I had a stalker, or it was Lana's siblings, six-year-old Alex and Alyson, playing a trick. But weren't they at home with the flu?

Wishing I had Pikachu with me, I carefully opened the letter, and recoiled at the contents.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Harry Potter
(Order of Merlin, First Class)
Dear Mr. Ketchum,
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,
Hermione Granger
Deputy Headmistress

…Wow. This was either an elaborate prank (it included everything from an S.S. Aqua ticket to England, wherever that was, to a train ticket to a supply list) or it was actually real. If it was a prank, it could only be my twin cousins. I decided to find out. I picked up my Pokégear and dialed a familiar number.
Lana's mom picked up on the third ring.
"Hello?"

"Hi, Aunt Holley, it's me."

"Ash? Hey, hun!"

"Uh" I began, "Are Alex and Alyson still sick?"

"Of course they are. Bad case of the flu. Why, did they pull one over you?"

"Oh. No, then. Thanks, Aunt Holley."

"Bye, hun" she said as she hung up.

It might actually be real, then. I scribbled, "Sure, I'll be there, thanks" on the back of the letter, and tied it to the now- rather impatient Noctowl. It took wing and flew out.

I dialed Lana's Pokégear number as I watched it recede.

-Lana-

I was in the middle of training when my gear rang. I sighed, slung a towel around my neck, and picked it up from the bed where it had flown out of my pocket.

"Lana" I answered.

"Hey, cuz, it's me" I heard my younger cousin, Ash, say. "Listen, have you had anything weird happen to you lately?"

"Ash?" I scoffed, walking downstairs to where my Meganium, Skeeter, was sprawled on the floor, crouching down to pat him as I talked. "I live with Alex and Alyson Temple, and you're asking me about weird?"

"Well I got this letter, tied to the leg of a Noctowl. And it was this letter that invited me to a school. But it was this supposed wizard school, you know? And I'm wondering whether it's Alex or Alyson yanking my chain, but I called your mom and she said that they were still sick. And I thought the whole thing was so real, I said yes. So did anything like this ever happen to you?"
"Nope" I shrugged. "I sure want a Noctowl tho… aah!" I shouted in surprise as a Noctowl swooped in. "I guess it just happened. Back, Skeeter! Callyoulatercuzbye"

"Skeeter!" I shouted at the huge green Pokémon who was about to attack the Noctowl. "Sit. Sit, sit, sit, sit!" He reluctantly sat, giving me a worried look. "Don't worry" I said, tossing him a Poffin. I caught the panicked Noctowl and took the letter, feeding it another Poffin. Huh. It said exactly what Ash had said it would, with the exception of one small paragraph at the end.

"As you are of fifth-year age, your education this year shall be accelerated to make up for such.

We apologize for the inconvenience.

Yours sincerely,

Hermione Granger,
Deputy Headmistress

Of fifth-year age? Well, that made sense, since I was older than Ash. But still, why wasn't I invited at 11? I rummaged around in my backpack for a pen, finding my Gear, a change of clothes, a few Pokéballs, a stick of gum, and a bunch of assorted junk, but no pen. I fished a pen from my school bag, and wrote "I'm there" on the back of the letter and "Return to sender" on the envelope, before tying it to the Noctowl and giving it another Poffin. Funny I had Poffins in my backpack, but no pen. I took the one I had and threw it in there, with the rest of my junk. Well, if Ash was in, so was I (with a pen in my backpack). Somebody had to keep him from doing too many stupid things.

"Mom!" I called.

-Eve-

Iris had taken me out shopping when it happened. A pair of Noctowls came in and dropped letters on our heads. I quickly turned mine over and read:

"Eve Irene Bella Sora Yuuki

Pokéthings

Saffron Shopping Center,

Third Floor,

Kanto"

"Eeev!" I called to Iris, who nodded.

"Mine says that too. Let's open them." I did as she asked and let out another "Eeev!" in delight. It was an invitation to a wizard's school! Of course, neither Iris nor I had any trouble believing this.

Iris looked over to me and asked, "Do you want to go?"

I nodded energetically, Eevee ears bobbing. "Eeev!"

"All right, then." she said, pulling a pen from her bag, showing me how to print "Y-E-S" on the back of my envelope, and tying both to one Noctowl. She set the other free, but he followed his friend anyway. Maybe he didn't want to be set free.

"Now, this calls for a celebration." Iris smiled. "What say we buy you a new dress?"
"Eeev!"

-Silver-

I glared at Paul, Pokéball ready in hand. We were about to start a battle. I'd win.

Suddenly, a pair of Noctowls dropped out of nowhere and dumped letters on us.

"Hey, no fair!" I heard him call. "No attacking the Trainer! And we haven't even started yet!"

"They're not mine" I growled in response. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm wearing a letter too."

I quickly slit mine open and scanned it. About the time I finished, I heard Paul call, "Oh, you've got to be kidding me."

I nodded in response. It was probably Lana's little brats of siblings. I wondered vaguely what Lana was doing right now. Probably training karate. A tool of the weak to appear stronger.

And yet…

And why6 was I even thinking about her?

"Magic school? Fat chance."

The stupid Pokémon started to nip at my arm, obviously waiting for me to reply.
"Shoo! Go on!" I told it. "And tell the twins they can't fool me." The Noctowl cocked its head, almost as if it could understand me (which I knew it didn't), and it and its companion flew away.

-Meanwhile-

A woman with short brown hair and semi-rimmed glasses in long witch's robes rubbed her eyes as her attendance list automatically updated, thanks to a clever spell.

"Harry!" She called after inspecting the contents.

"Headmaster Potter to you, ProfessorGranger." A man with spiky black hair and bright green eyes rimmed in plastic round glasses joked as he came down the stairs.

"Funny, right." Hermione answered, just a trace of a smile in her eyes. "Listen, about the transfer students, so far we have four 'yes' and two that won't believe."

"Are you sure we should go ahead with this, Hermione?"

"We accepted Gropius…"

"N"Harry interrupted.

"Right, ah, N, the previous year and he's doing fine."

"Except for his bloody demented electrical cat-fox-dog hybrid thing."

"Jolteon" Hermione corrected pedantically.

"Right. You gonna send them two more letters, 'Mione?"

"I suppose, but that Silver would have killed poor Ivy if she hadn't flown away, from what she tells me…"

"You would have healed her."

"Not if she was dead!"

"'Mione. Letter."

"Right…" she murmured, picking up the quill.

Review? Pretty please? This isn't my first HP fic (though the others were so bad I didn't post them) but it is my first Pokémon fic. *offers cookies* Eve and Iris and I made them!

Okay, I have noooo idea what to do next so some advice would be really appreciated :)

**EDIT** I just fixed this up a bit :) Expect more soon!