Hi! This is one of the many random Harry Potter story ideas I had and decided to do it. So yeah... Wish me luck!

On this perfectly normal day, no one would've known what was about to happen, what the next year had in store for me. Why? Because I, a regular, everyday, eleven year-old girl, was a normal girl. Because I, Malerie Knight, was just as normal as everyone else. Or so I thought...

It started off as a normal day on July 21st, 1991. Nothing was really happening. I didn't even know if anything was going to happen. I didn't realize that the moment my mom called me, my life was going to change...

"Malerie!"

I practically jumped at the sound of my name and scrambled towards the door, my purplish-black hair whipping at my face. I quickly clutched and turned the door knob and soon I was racing down the stairs and into the living room, almost tripping myself. There, by the fireplace, were my parents, waiting for me. I glanced at my father, a tall, lanky man with neat, blonde hair and green eyes, and then at my mother, who had he black hair I inherited and brown eyes. Both off them looked baffled and that confused me. "Yes?"

My father held up a yellowish envelope with loopy green writing on it. I stared at it and tried to read the words from where I was, but failed, no thanks to my gradually worsening eyesight. I might need glasses soon... I sighed silently before taking it.

I peered at my name before reading the rest of the words. 'Second Largest Bedroom, 25, Grove Road.' I flipped it over to find a red coat of arms with a large H in the middle of a badger, eagle, lion, and snake. I turned it over a few more times but there was no name. Weird...

I tried again for another minute but there was still nothing. Wondering who on Earth had sent me this, I cautiously ripped open the envelope to find a neatly folded, slightly crumpled, and yellowed letter. I pulled it out and unfolded it. In the same handwriting with the same green ink, it read:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mudwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Knight,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl no later by no later than 31 July.

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

(As you are Muggleborn, soon after you read this letter you will be sent a second owl with Hogwarts, A History for you to read.)

I stared at the letter in disbelief and shook my head. This had to be a joke. Hogwarts or whatever didn't exist. Wizards and witches didn't exist. Magic (no matter how much I wished it did) did not exist. "This has to be a j-"

I was cut off by my mother's sudden screech and I looked up in alarm. A large gray owl had just perched itself on the table, staring at us with its large eyes. I stood in shock, scanning the owl up and down. It took me a minute to notice the package that it sat on, wrapped with a yellowish paper that was not unlike the envelope and letter. The owl hooted and hopped off of it before spreading its majestic wings, taking off and flying into the fireplace. I quickly grabbed it and ripped it open to find a large, heavy book inside. On the cover was a magnificent, stone-gray castle with small figures walking in and out of it. If a book cover could move then... "I don't think that letter's a joke..."

It had been a full day since the letter arrived and I was wondering how I could possibly get my school supplies and what 'we await owl' meant. You couldn't get these around here and I didn't have an owl. My parents were just as confused as I was. The Hogwarts, A History book did help. I knew there were four houses with different qualities, I knew that four witches and wizards built the castle, and I knew they used a train called the Hogwarts Express to get there. There wasn't really anything about how to get supplies. I guess I-

"Malerie!?"

I groaned in annoyance and walked downstairs, expecting this to be something about me being a witch. "What no- never mind."

A small elf owl was now sitting above the fireplace, preening its spotted brown feathers. "Okay, owl. What is it this time?"

It hooted joyfully at the question and fluttered down and dropped a second envelope in front of me before, and like the last one, flew out of the house through the chimney. They really need to go through the door.

I glanced at her now muttering parents before picking up the letter and ripping it open.

Dear Miss Knight,

Someone will be escorting you to Diagon Alley tomorrow morning at 8:00 A.M.

Professor Minerva McGonagall

I set the letter (Or note) down on the table and turned back to Mom and Dad. "Can I ask what you're muttering about?", I asked, not noticing the rude tone in my voice.

"Er... Nothing, Malerie," was Dad's quick response.

I stared at him in disbelief before Mom quickly ushered Dad upstairs and I noticed something about her tone. Fear?

I shook my head and headed up the stairs and into sea-blue room decorated with dark blue ripples and sea serpents and dragons. I stared at the paintings that took over my walls. I wonder if they exist at this magical place called Hogwarts... Maybe...

For the next few minutes, I wondered what my life would be like in Hogwarts. What awaited me there? Excitement? Adventure? New friends? Enemies? All I knew was that I didn't know what I'd experience there. I smiled and grabbed my favorite journal and a pencil, opened it, and wrote:

How To Survive The Shock Of Finding out You're A Witch:

Just think of the adventures that wait for you in a magical place called Hogwarts.

(And if you think it's a joke, there will probably be a few more messages carried by an owl coming from your chimney)

That wasn't so bad...

So... all the chapters are most likely going to end like that and for those who actually like this so far, I'll try to update it as soon as possible.

Thanks for reading.

~Eagle