Disclamer: Anything you recognise, I don't own... much to my chagrin.
August 24th, 1959
Dear Diary,
I know that I haven't written in you since I was 7 and now I am 11. Let me explain why. I stopped writing in you since weird stuff kept happening to me whenever I would write in you so I stopped. Weird stuff would keep happening after that but it didn't seem to be as big or anything so I just dismissed it as coincidence and I didn't think much of it at all.
Wait, before I keep going, I probably should reintroduce myself. I'm Lily Evans, 11 years old and I consider myself to be quite unique. Reason being is that I found out this morning that I am a witch. Yes, you heard right, a witch. I got a letter from a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Honestly, I am not joking. It was delivered by a short little wizard named Professor Flitwick. So yeah, I'm a witch. He even showed me a bit of magic to show that he wasn't joking. He made the dining room table rise a foot in the air. It was SO cool.
My parents were so happy to finally figure out what I had been doing. AND they said that I could go with Professor Flitwick to a place called Diagon Alley to get my school things. At first I thought that it was Dragon Alley; but it definitely was Diagon Alley. It is right in the middle of London so we had to take the train in. You see we live in a small town just outside of Oxford. Anyway, so Diagon Alley is behind this small pub that no one besides me and the Professor seemed to be able to see. The pub is called the "Leaky Cauldron". It was quite small and sold drinks that I had never heard of like "Butterbeer" and "Firewhiskey".
We had to go through the backyard and Professor Flitwick tapped one of the bricks and it opened up of its own accord. It was SO cool! Bricks just started moving and made themselves into an archway. Beyond that was a great many shops. Some of them include an animal store that sells owls, a wand shop, a bookstore, an ice cream place, a giant bank, a broom store that sells flying brooms, and a ton of others that are too numerous to name.
I bought all sorts of things too like a wand, a telescope, some potion stuff (I got what is called a Basic Potion Kit) and cauldron, some books and my new school robes. They are actual robes like I've seen judges wear, not a regular uniform with a top and skirt.
I also met a few people while I was there too. One was a girl named Alice. She is also starting Hogwarts for her first year. She was born to a wizarding family along with her friend James. He seems nice too. I hope that we are in the same House. They told me that there are four of them: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. I don't know what house I want to be in except that I don't want to be in Slytherin. They told me that generally that's for evil wizards. That said, we don't get to choose. Basically, I am just too excited for words. So are my parents.
The only one who isn't is Petunia, my stupid sister. She called me all sorts of names including a freak. At one point, she went as far as saying that I should be burnt like witches used to be. At that point, mom made her stop but it still hurts. Why can't my sister be happy for me? I don't know.
Anyway, I need to go to bed. It's been a long day and Monday we are going into London to put me on the train to Hogwarts. I am SO excited! Have I said how excited I am?
Actually, I'm a bit scared too. I mean, I will probably be doing all sorts of magic and I don't know a thing yet. All of the wizarding family kids will know so much already. You know what, I'm going to try to read some of my books so that I can learn a bit before I get there. Okay I really need to sleep. I'll keep going tomorrow.
AN: I know that I am making Petunia really mean but meh. Also, I hope that ppl R+R. If you don't I WON'T UPDATE! So ha!