A/N: Ok, as a big Harry Potter fan, I HAD to do this. Especially because the boys are 10, and the Hogwarts first years are 11. As the story progresses, and they get older, however, it'll most likely end up Style.
Disclaimer: I don't own South Park or Harry Potter.
It was April, sometime around Easter, and the 5th grade boys of South Park Elementary were getting anxious to the summer.
"Dude, it's the last summer of Elementary School. We're going to be MIDDLE schoolers next year!" Stan was really excited.
Kyle grinned. "I know dude. And my parents even said that they were going to do something really exciting for my 11th birthday!" Kyle exclaimed.
"Really? That's awesome!" Stan said.
Kyle smiled.
"Did you want to come over to my house this afternoon?" Kyle asked.
Stan sighed. "I can't. My parents called me this morning during first period and said to come straight home after school. They said it was important."
Kyle scowled. "That sucks." he said.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later." Stan said, waving to his super best friend and heading home.
Stan approached his house and opened the door. He noticed a grey tawny owl sitting on their mailbox. Is that normal for an owl to do? Stan wondered.
He opened the door, only to be greeted by his parents almost immediately.
"Oh Stanley, you're home. Good. Come into the living room. There's someone that you need to meet." his mother said, ushering him forward to meet this person.
There was a man sitting in their living room on the couch. He was a tall, pale asian man that was wearing an emerald green...dress? Stan tried to keep himself from snickering. This man looked sort of funny, but he thought it best to keep his mouth shut.
"Hello, Stanley. My name is Professor Tran." he said, reaching his hand out to shake Stan's. He had a very thick British accent. 'Oh please don't be a grown melvin like Pip.' Stan thought.
"Uhhh...hi." Stan said, taking the proffesor's hand in his own.
"You must be confused. Let me tell you who I am. I am a professor that teaches at a school called Hogwarts." the man said.
A school? No! Stan didn't want to go to any school and be seperated from his friends.
"A school...?" Stan asked warily. "And...you want me to go to this school? No way, dude. I'm not leaving my friends in South Park to go to school somewhere else, thanks." he said.
Stan's mother scowled. "Stanley, listen to this man. This is going to be your school. You don't have a say in the matter."
Stan looked at his mother. "Why not?! I don't want to go to some weird school that I've never even heard of. I want to stay here, with my friends!"
"Stan! Enough! Listen to the man!"
"NO! I WON'T GO!" Stan yelled. Suddenly there was a crash as several pictures fell off of the nearby wall. The pictures broke, and the glass shattered all over the floor.
Stan's parents looked at each other.
"Aw, Stan. Some of those were my favorite pictures..." his mother whined, picking up the shattered glass.
"I didn't touch them!" he said.
"Don't worry Mrs. Marsh. I'll get it." Professor Tran said, pulling out what looked to be a stick. He waved it across the picture frames and said, "Reparo."
The picture frames, Stan noticed were repairing themselves, like time was going backwards and they were breaking backwards. Soon, they were sitting back on the wall where they had been originally.
Stan's eyes bugged out of his head. "What the hell?!" he cried.
"Stanley Marsh, I am a professor to the school you will be going to. I am a wizard. And so are you." Professor Tran said.
"Wha...what?! A wizard? What are you talking about?" Stan cried.
"There are American wizarding schools here, however, they're not Hogwarts. The schools here are all being discontinued, so now, any witch or wizard that is registered as such will go to the UK school in London. Hogwarts is the only wizarding school left in the world. Durmstrang and Beaxbatons, which were formerly UK schools, all have their students going to Hogwarts now as well. I think you need to read your letter now."
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall
Dear Mr. Stanley Marsh,
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. The term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress
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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft 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 pupils' clothes should carry name tags.
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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
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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 an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
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Stan read the letter, and re-read the letter, and re-read the letter about four times.
"This is a joke, right? You're not serious?" he said.
"Young man, I assure you, this is not a joke." Professor Tran said.
Stan sat back in the chair and ran a hand through his black hair. "...wow. I...don't know what to say."
"Since you have Muggle parents, the school had to send someone down here to explain the situation."
"Muggle?" Stan asked.
"Not magic."
Stan bit his lip. "Oh. Is it...not normal, to be a wizard with parents that aren't?"
Professor Tran laughed. "Of course. It's perfectly normal. There are plenty of students that are Muggle born at Hogwarts."
Stan sighed. "Oh. Good...I guess."
Stan's mother was soon by his side. "Honey...are you alright? I know this is a lot to take in, but..."
Stan scoffed. "A lot to take in? Nah...I'm fine..." Stan smiled, but his mother could see the aprrehensiveness in his eyes.
"Um...can I just go up to my room, please? I just need some time to take this all in." he said.
Stan's mother smiled. "Sure, honey. Go right up. I'll call you down when dinner's ready." Stan nodded, and headed upstairs.
Professor Tran stood up, and smoothed out his green cloak.
"Well, Mrs. Marsh, this has certainly been a pleasure. Oh, and before I forget- here. Professor Tran waved his wand and a cage appeared out of what seemed like nowhere. Sharon took a step back, affronted a bit.
"The owl sitting on your mailbox- I brought him for Stan. He's very obedient, just like every other magical owl. He doesn't have a name yet. This is his cage. If you need to get in touch with me, please write me a letter, put it in the envelope, give it to your son's owl, and tell the owl it's for me, and let him loose outside. He'll know where to find me." Professor Tran explained.
Mrs. Marsh nodded her head and took the cage. "Thank you, Sir."
"Please, call me Mark."
Sharon nodded. "Ok. Mark."
"I must go. I have one more boy's house to stop at before I return to England."
Mrs. Marsh's eyes shot up. "You mean there's another wizard boy in South Park?"
Professor Tran nodded. "Yes. Just one more. Maybe they know each other. A Kyle Broflovski?"
Sharon covered her mouth. "Kyle? Kyle's a wizard too?"
"So you know him?" Professor Tran asked.
"My son Stan is his best friend." she explained.
Professor Tran smiled. "So perhaps he won't be so alone at Hogwarts after all. Goodbye, Mrs. Marsh."
And with a sounding CRACK, he had disapperated and was gone.
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Sharon had to sit down.
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A/N: So there is the first chapter. Please review. It will mean the world to me, and inspire me to write more. REVIEW PLEASE!