Disclaimer: I won't say it. I refuse to say it. I WILL NOT say it.

Bob: Oh just say it

Me: Shut up Bob.

Bob: If you don't say it I will.

Me: This is Bob. My annoying imaginary friend.

Bob: Say it!

Me: I tried to kill him once, but he ran away.

Bob: Say it before I tell them about that boy in 5th grade. What was his name? A-

Me: Alright! Alright! I don't own Harry Potter. *sniffle* Happy? *sob* I repeat. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!!! *sob* On with the story. *breaks down crying*

The Letter "Get up! Now!"

Lily Potter reluctantly opened her eyes to a new day. The first thing she saw was the plaster ceiling of St. Sophie's Girls' Orphanage where she lived. "Happy birthday to me," she muttered as she sat up. Walking towards the bathroom, she grabbed a towel from the pantry before removing her pajamas and entering the shower. After her shower, she put on a pair of jean shorts and a plain white t-shirt. She brushed her black hair so it fell to the middle of her back, and looked into the mirror, into her own emerald green eyes. 'Where did I get these?' she thought to herself. These thoughts plagued her constantly. 'Where do I come from?' But most of all 'Why did my parents give me up?'

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud banging on the door. "Are you done yet Lil? I've been waiting forever!" "Yeah Ash. I'm done," she said as she opened the door. Ashley Zimmerman was one of the girls she lived with. There were 5 others in all. All of them were at least 3 years older than she was. She had never had a friend her age. The girls at school all thought she was weird.

As she entered the kitchen, she was greeted by a few less than enthusiastic 'Happy Birthdays'. "Morning," she replied. "Oh, I think you have a letter. Go look," said one of the girls. Lily nodded and started leafing through the morning mail. Her letter was the strangest thing. The envelope was made of parchment and had

Lily Potter

St. Sophie's Girls' Orphanage

3rd bed on left side

London

written in green ink. On the back there was a crest that was an H surrounded by a lion, a snake, a badger, and a falcon. She opened it and read:

Dear Miss Potter,

It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.

Headmistress,

Minerva McGonagall

P.S. Due to your special circumstances, a chaperone will be arriving a week before the term begins to take you school shopping.

Lily stared at the paper, blinked, reread the letter and stared some more. "Lily are you okay?" asked one of the girls. "Yeah, " she answered. "This letter, it's- strange." "Let me see. Maybe it'll make more sense to me," said Ashley, who had entered the kitchen while she was reading. After she finished, her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were wide with shock. She grabbed Lily's hand and pulled her back up to the dorm room then made her sit on the edge of the bed. After pacing back and forth a few times, she finally turned to Lily.

"You going to Hogwarts!"

"What is Hogwarts?"

"Well, Hogwarts is a school."

"I got that much from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What does it mean?"

"Would it help if I said it was a school of witchcraft and wizardry?"

Lily just glared at her.

"It's the best magic school in like, the whole world. My cousin went. I was so jealous when she got her letter. It was before my parents died. You're a witch Lil. A real witch!" Lily just sat there. Okay, more detailed explanation. Well when my cousin went she told me that it was great. You go by train. Your ticket's right here in the envelope. See?" she held out a train ticket. Lily had finally gained her voice back and said "Platform 9 3/4? That doesn't exist." Ashley did seem a little stumped on that. "Um… well… oh I remember! It's magic. She said something about a magic platform. I don't really know what she meant though. But you can ask your chaperone about that. Right now we have an owl to send." She finished. "And where do we get an owl from?" countered Lily. Ashley looked thoughtful, and then she smiled brightly and pointed towards the window.

There, Lily saw a beautiful snowy owl sitting on the window ledge. She walked over and let it in. It flew over to the desk that was in a corner of the room. As she looked at it, she realized that this Minerva McGonagall person was, she had certainly prepared for everything, because the owl had a bag of parchment, quills, and ink tied to it's leg. With that they set to writing a letter to Hogwarts.