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Chapter 1
Christopher Matthews woke up and looked around his dormitory; none of the other boys were awake yet. He looked at his watch and found the exact reason, it was only 5am. He carefully climbed down from his bunk and crept to the ablutions to have a shower, after his shower he silently crept back in to the dorm room and got dressed.
He knew why he was up so early, today was his eleventh birthday. Chris didn't expect any cards from his parents, aunts, uncles or any other relatives for that matter, due to the pure and simple fact that he didn't have any; Chris like all of the other kids where he lived was an orphan. Apparently from what he had heard, his parents had died in an accident in South America., so he was sent to live at a state orphanage.
He went down to the living room and flicked on the TV, he didn't know how long he had been sitting there when his best friend and almost brother Sean came in, however he was still pleased to see him.
"Happy Birthday Chris, you finally made it to eleven, how does it feel?" asked the sandy haired boy, still stifling a yawn.
"Thanks Sean, that really means a lot to me, and to be honest, I think it would feel better if I had some parents to celebrate it with, but we all know that's not going to happen." Chris replied, in a saddened tone.
"Well, my present to you is one free wish, use it carefully though." Sean piped up, giving his best friend an envelope.
"Cheers Sean, I'll use it wisely." Said Chris
He closed his eyes and really thought about what he wanted; it wasn't presents, or money, he knew exactly what he wanted, he wanted a home, somewhere he looked forward to going to, people he could actually call a family, and have fun with. Then he thought it 'I wish, I had a real home, a real family.' Little did he know, that though the wish wasn't real, its effect was, in fact it was winging its way to him.
Soon the other kids were coming down to get breakfast, under the watchful eye of Sister Bernice. Chris could feel her steel like gaze watching over him. He didn't let her know he knew, he just continued eating his toast, hoping for a way out.
Then it came, that's when it started, the tapping on the window, Chris looked round to see an owl tapping on the window, when Sister Bernice wasn't looking he got up, opened the window to shoo it away, when he saw his name on a letter he was carrying.
Mr. C Matthews
St. Barnaby's Orphan Home
22-34 Rotary Road
Sandy
Bedfordshire
SA2 6UT
In a rush of excitement he opened the letter, and out fell numerous pieces of yellowish paper. Picking up the first one, he began to read.
Dear Mr. Matthews
I am writing to you under the instructions left in the last will and testament of your deceased parents. It is my duty to inform you that on the day of your eleventh birthday, you shall inherit your entire family fortune amounting to one hundred thousand Galleons, two thousand sickles and twelve Knuts. Please find enclosed the key to your vault at Gringotts bank, situated in Diagon Alley, London. It is also my duty to inform you that along with the fortunes of the Gryffindor family, you will also inherit, the family estate located at:
Lion Mansion
4 Godrics Hollow
Cardiff
Wales
CA 12 3GH
You also have ownership over it's contents, and lastly it is my final duty to inform you that you are the last surviving member of an ancient and noble bloodline, belonging to one Godric Gryffindor, as such, you are automatically admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (see the enclosed letter.)
Yours truly,
LetisiaClearwater
Letisia Clearwater
Department of Family Law
Ministry of Magic
Christ was in a state of shock; in front of him was either a well planned poractical joke or an explanation to his family and all of the strange occurrences which have been plaguing him recently. He looked at the old fashioned key; on it was a shield with a lion on its hind legs, with a scroll at the bottom with the word 'Gryffindor' inscribed upon it. He picked up the second letter and began to read.
Dear Mr. Matthews (Gryffindor)
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The train leaves at 11 am from King's Cross, platform 9 ¾. Please send us a reply using this return owl no later than the 31st July so we may add you to our roles. Please find enclosed an equipment list. I look forward to hearing from you
Minerva McGonogall
Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Chris pulled the second sheet from behind this curious letter and looked at it.
1 wand
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 set of brass weighing scales
1 standard size two pewter cauldron
1 copy of Standard book of Spells Grade One
1 copy of a thousand magical herbs and Fungi
1 copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
1 copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
1 copy of Defensive Magical Theory
1 copy of A Complete Compendium of Defence against the Dark Arts
1 copy of Astronomy for Beginners
1 copy of looking into the past
3-5 sets of school robes
1 pair of dragon hides gloves
1 thick winter cloak
Muggle attire.
Students may also bring if they require, their own broom and an Owl, Cat or a Toad. Please find enclosed with this letter a map of how to get to Diagon Alley, and your ticket for entry to the platform
Chris was in a state of awe, his wish had come true, however it appeared to be crushed when he then realised he had no way of getting to the platform. Just then his favourite worker arrived, Alec. Alec would be sure to take him to this place Diagon Alley. He rushed over to Alec and showed him the letter.
"Alec, I got these letters this morning, telling me I'm a wizard, and I've been accepted to this school for wizards. But I need to get to this place Diagon Alley, they've provided me with a map, I just need someone to take me there please?" asked Chris hurriedly
"You got your Hogwarts letter this morning, congratulations. I know exactly where Diagon Alley is, and I shall take you today infact, and we can tell Sister Bernice that it's a birthday treat. Then we'll get you your things and I'll tell you how to get to the platform and everything. Now that you've got your letter, I can go back to my old muggle relations job at the Ministry." Replied Alec, much to Chris' surprise
"How do you know about Hogwarts, you seem so normal?" asked Chris
"Well" started Alec "When I was 11, I got my letter, and boy I had a hell of a time at Hogwarts, playing Quidditch, eating enchanted sweets, collecting wizard cards, learning magic. Let me see where to begin about the school. Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago, by four of the greatest witches and wizards of their time, they were Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin, they created it as a sanctuary for young wizards and witches to come and learn their ancient ways, however I'll let professor Binns tell you the rest in History of Magic. What you really need to know about is Quidditch, the best sport in the world. In Quidditch there is an oval shaped pitch, six goal hoop about 50 foot high, with two teams consisting of seven players each; the players are; The Keeper, who protects the hoops, three chasers who try and score against the other team's keeper using the Quaffle, two beaters, who have to try and defend their team, while beating bludgers at the other team's players, and a seeker, they only player who has the power to end the game, by catching the golden snitch, oh and I forgot to mention it's all played on broomsticks at high speeds."