He is always trying to get me. I got out of my bed and looked into the mirror. My long black hair was a mess, and my bright green eyes
looked very sleepy. For the last couple of years weird things have been happening to me. For example, when I get angry dishes break,
or when I want something from a distance, it comes right to me. I also have been getting these letters from a school called
"Hogwarts" but threw them away before anyone noticed them. I was very aware that I did have some sort of magical powers. I just didn't tell anyone.
I realized it was already past time for the mail man to come. I panicked and rushed downstairs. When I got downstairs I saw
my parents looking at some sort of letter. "Well this is just plain silly." my mum said. She saw me. "Annabelle, come here please." I
walked over, i was ready to tell them the truth. "Do you know what this is?" Mum asked. "Yes. Mum, dad, we need to talk." I explained
to them about the things that have happened to me. "Whether or not you believe me, I need to go to this school. I think it will help
me understand what is going on with me." "Well dear, i guess I need to tell you something." My dad told me. My heart sank. My mom
looked confused. "Your grandmother is a witch." my dad said looking at me in the eye. "Dad! why didnt you tell me this before?" I
yelled. "Because I didn't think you were magic."
I was all set to go to Hogwarts to start my 5th year. "So I just run into the wall?" I asked "Yes Dear" my grandmother told
me, smiling. "Bye everyone." I said almost crying. I had no idea what to expect. I ran into the wall and suprisingly, I went to the other
side and saw a a train that I assumed was the Hogwarts Express. I climbed aboard and went to go find a compartment. I found an
empty one and sat by the window. A boy with black hair and circular glasses stuck his head in my compartment. "Um, excuse me. Do
you mind if I sit here?" he asked. "Sure." I said with a smile. He sat down and we sat in an awkward silence. I finally broke the silence.
"Um, I'm Annabelle Braxton." I told him with my hand sticking out. "Nice to meet you. I'm Harry Potter." he said as he shook my hand.
"So. I've never seen you around before." he said "Yea. This is my first year at Hogwarts, well any magic school really. But I'm going
into Hogwarts as a 5th year student." I told him. "I'm going into my fifth year also. Why are you just now going to Howarts?" he asked.
I explained to him how I didn't want anyone to know of my magic, and how I just recently found out that my grandmother was a
witch. "So your parents are muggles?" he asked me. "Whats a muggle?" I asked laughing at the word. "Oh sorry, I forgot your not
familier with the magic world. A muggle is someone that doesn't have any magic." he explained. "Well then, I guess my parents are
muggles." I told him.
A girl with brown wavy hair, followed by a boy with red hair came into our compartment. "Harry! There you are." said the girl
"Hey everyone. This is Annabelle." Harry said introducing me. "Hello, I'm Hermione, and that's Ron." she told me with a smile. "Hello." I
told them. I explained to them the entire story that I had told Harry. They seemed very interested. "So, can you tell me about
Hogwarts?" I asked them. "Well, since your new, you with have to be sorted into a house. Gryffindor,Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and
Slytherin are the names of the houses. We are all in Gryffindor." She explained. I noticed something on Harry's head as he moved his
bangs farther to the said. "Harry, I don't mean to be nosey, but how did you get that scar on your forehead?" I asked. Everyone
started to look uncomfortable. "I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get all in your buisness." I told them looking down. "No, it's alright. When
I was just a baby a man, called Voldemort, killed my parents and he is the reason for the scar on my head." Harry told me. I started
getting dizzy and I got an image of the man that appears in my nightmares. I blacked out.