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Chapter 1: The Letters
Is This Real?--Lisahall
James Michael Potter was currently running up and down the stairs of his manor waiting for the mail to arrive. It was part of his daily routine, he had been doing it since his birthday in April. It was now late July and needless to say he was getting a little antsy. What he was waiting for was his Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry acceptance letter.
"James, come to the dinning room please!" yelled Mrs. Potter.
"Coming Mum!" James yelled back.
James then proceeded to run full speed in to the dinning room, nearly knocking over his little sister.
"What have I told you about running in the house," snapped Mrs. Potter.
"Um...not to do it?" asked James
"Exactly, so why are you doing it?"
"Well...um...anyways what did you need," replied James quickly, trying to get out of trouble
Mrs. Potter rolled her eyes.
"Well, you need to clean your bedroom and you got a letter in the mail." she said while handing him the thick envelope.
"Oh Mum do I have to clean my room?" whined James
"Yes you do, I have been telling you to pick up everyday or its going to be a disaster by Sunday, so now you have to pay the consequences." Mrs. Potter said with a smile on her face, wondering how long her permanently hyper son would take to remember she had said something about a letter.
"Ugh this is not...wait a minute, did you say I had mail?" questioned James.
"Why yes I did," Mrs. Potter admitted while handing him the thick envelope
All James saw was the Hogwarts seal before he started screaming around the Potter Manor.
Sirius Orion Black was sitting in his bedroom sulking. Once again Regulus, his younger brother, was the perfect son. He had been wondering why his parents hated muggles, muggle born's, and half bloods, so he decided that maybe the answer would be in the library...it was safer than asking his parents. Well after he read all the books that he could understand... he still didn't understand what the differences were...well except the obvious. He decided to face his parents and ask...the conversation ended up with him being grounded and sent to his room.
That was how most conversations in the Black house ended...well the ones that included Sirius anyway. While sitting in his room he decided that books were trouble, and he was going to stay as far as he could from them.
One week later
Sirius was sitting at the table eating his breakfast when the mail came. The owl dropped it next to Mr. Black's plate. He started flicking though the envelopes, when one caught his eye.
"Hmm."
"What's that dear?" questioned Mrs. Black.
"Hogwarts letter."
"...Oh so he's been accepted then?"
"Mmhmm" he replied as he handed the letter to his wife.
"We will need make a trip to Diagon Alley." she said while reading though the letter.
Sirius was watching this through his half closed eyes, too used to being talked about as if he wasn't there to care about it. He wondered if he would actually be able to read his Hogwarts letter...he seriously doubted it.
Remus Jay Lupin was rubbing some cream on his newly acquired gash. He had told his mum that she wasn't allowed to do it anymore, because it was his problem and she shouldn't have to deal with it. The real reason was because he couldn't bare to see his mother cry again. Every time she would heal him back to health, tears would slowly fall down her face, and Remus didn't want to cause her any more pain.
Remus winced in pain as his injuries stared to sting. Tears welded up in his eyes, he blinked furiously refusing their escape. He was sick of crying, it didn't help, it just made his face and eyes red, and his head hurt. Mrs. Lupin walked into her son's room.
"Remus, sweetie, we need to talk." she said.
"No mum, I told you I don't want you in here right now!" snapped Remus.
"Its not about that, you've received your Hogwarts acceptance letter." she said with a smile.
"Are you serious?!" I've been accepted?" Remus couldn't believe it was true.
" Headmaster Dumbledore wishes to have a meeting over tea about your...condition" she said carefully.
Remus too excited to care, simply said "Okay"
Peter Ryan Pettigrew was sitting in his room at the magical orphanage with a pillow over his head. He hated this place, it was his own personal hell. He hated looking out the windows of the orphanage at the mothers holding their sons hands taking them to the Quidditch Supply Store He wondered what it was like to have a mother, or a father for that matter, some day, he promised, he would figure out what happened to his parents.
"Peter, Peter" yelled Ms. Daniels.
Ms. Daniels was the caretaker of the orphanage, she was a older plump women, with a kind face.
"Yes Ms. Daniels?" Asked Peter, it wasn't that he disliked Ms. Daniels, but she had to mother all of the children here , and so he tried to stay out of her way for the most part.
"You got your letter you've been accepted to Hogwarts." She beamed.
"Really?" asked Peter, a smile forming on his face.
"Yes! I'm so proud, I'll let you go shopping tomorrow, and since you're the only child going to Hogwarts this year, you won't have to buy all of your things second hand " she said with a smile
Peter silently thanked Merlin for letting him be the oldest and only kid old enough to go to Hogwarts.
Alyssa Jean Matthews, preferably called AJ, was dribbling the basketball around her "court", which consisted of her driveway with a hoop connected to the garage, when her letter came.
"The game is tied, with 5 seconds remaining , can the star of the night, AJ Matthews pull it off? Yes she can she goes for a lay up and-THUD! Ouch, what the hel-heck was that?"
AJ looked up to see an owl flying off into the distance.
"Damn birds dropping mail on my face when I was about to win the game." AJ kept mumbling all the way into the house.
AJ's mother was making sandwiches in the kitchen for lunch.
"Hey hunny, how was the game?" Asked Mrs. Matthews .
"I lost." AJ replied.
"Hey sis, gotta question for you, how do you lose when you're the only one playing ?" asked a boy with dark brown hair and green eyes.
"Better yet, why would someone admit to it?" asked another boy with light blond/brown hair and hazel eyes.
"Boys, leave your sister alone," said Mrs. Matthews.
AJ rolled her eyes and stomped off to her bedroom which used to be the attic. She sat on her window seat, looking into her yard. Her arms and legs crossed , with her face in a perfect pout. Then there was a knock on her door.
"Who is it?" she snapped.
"It's Jason, can I come in?" asked the boy with dark brown hair and green eyes.
" Oh well since its you, NO!" she yelled the last bit.
"Come on AJ, I've got a present for you." he said knowing her curiosity would win over her aggravation with him.
"I suppose you can enter," she said stiffly
Jason walked into her room, he barely got past the door frame when.
" Well, where is it" AJ snapped.
"Chill here" he said while handing her the envelope.
AJ raised her eyebrow, "an envelope?"
"Just open it," snapped Jason getting irritated with his 11 year old sisters attitude problem.
AJ rolled her eyes and looked at the envelope, then her face lit up and her eyes grew, along with her smile. She ripped open the envelope and quickly read through it. Suddenly she tossed the letter behind her and threw her arms around Jason.
"You are so forgiven," she squealed.
Lillian Sophia Evans was swinging on her tree tire in her front yard when her Hogwarts letter came. The owl had flown over her head on dropped a letter on her lap. Lily looked at it with wide eyes.
"It's the middle of the day, and an OWL dropped mail on me?" she mumbled to herself.
With shaking hands she picked it up.
To Lily Evans
2nd door on the left
Little Whining, Surrey
She turned it over slowly and noticed the wax seal, it had a lion, a snake, a badger, and a eagle. She broke the seal carefully as if not to rip the envelope. Lily pulled out two papers. She silently read though the first piece of paper.
Dear Ms. Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Lily's eyes grew even bigger, then she did the what any sensible 11 year old would do.
"MUM!"
She ran inside and made a beeline for the kitchen were she knew her mum would be making sandwiches.
"What is it sweetie?" questioned Mrs. Evans.
"An owl dropped a letter on my lap!" yelled Lily.
Mrs. Evans Raised an eyebrow.
"Now Lily, You've never been one for lying-" Lily cut her mother off.
"It isn't a lie look," Lily pointed at the owl that had now flown to the window sill. Mrs. Evans still looked skeptical.
"Ugh, here" said Lily shoving the letter into her mother's hands. After she had finished reading though it, she then did what any respectable mother of two would do.
"Benji!" she screamed
lily rolled her eyes, like her Dad was going to understand it any better than they were.
"Rose what is it ?" said Lily's dad while rushing into the kitchen.
" Read this," said Rose quickly.
"Read what?" asked Mr. Evans
"What do you mean 'read what' the letter of course," said Mrs. Evans frantically.
Mr. Evans still had a confused look upon his face. Lily rolled her eyes for the second time that day and plucked the letter out of her mothers grasp and handed it to her father.
"Would this be the letter you want me to read?" Questioned Mr. Evans with a smirk.
"Oh yes, well, uh. . . Don't get smart with me, and read," said Mrs. Evans slightly flustered.
Like his wife and daughter, Mr. Evanseys grew as he read the letter.
"Well, uh . . . I have no idea,"finished Mr. Evans
"Look," said Lily
"What is it dear?" asked Mrs. Evans
Lily pointed to the letter were words started appearing stating that a guide would be by tomorrow afternoon to explain everything.
"Well if somebody comes along, then we'll, well I don't know, see if it's true," said Mrs. Evans looking like she was trying to convince herself more than her daughter and husband.
"You mean it could be true?" asked Lily anxiously.
" Don't get your hopes up dear, it is most likely a prank ," said Mr. Evans.
Lily barely head her father, all she could think of is that she was a witch.
Kayleigh Dawn Rocchi was sitting in the middle of her library with her legs crossed and surrounded by many books. She was reading about a muggle invention called the microwave when the library door opened.
"Excuse me miss," said a house elf.
"Yes Lizzie," said Kayleigh not looking up from her book.
"Your parents told me to send you this," said Lizzy holding up a silver platter with an envelope on it.
Kayleigh lifted her light blue eyes from her book and looked at the house elf.
"Bring it here please." said Kayleigh
The house elf walked over and held the envelope up. She automatically knew it was her Hogwarts letter, but she opened it up anyway. She quickly read though it.
"Lizzie please tell Mother and Father that I have been accepted, and that we need to go to Diagon Ally some time soon," said Kayleigh while going back to her books.
"Yes miss."
Michelle Paige Jones was painting her bedroom walls a chaos of colors when a tapping on her window startled her. She looked over to it and saw and owl. Michelle raised her eyebrow then shrugged and walked over the window and opened it. The owl flew in and landed on her bed and dropped the envelope. Michelle bounced over to her unmade bed and picked it up. She slowly opened the envelope, so to not rip anything inside only pausing to look at the red wax seal. She read though the letter quickly and when she was done she had a confused look upon her young innocent face.
"I'm a witch?" she mumbled to her self.
"Michelle, sweetie, lunch is ready," said Mrs. Jones opening the door.
"Hey , mum look what I got," said Michelle.
Her mother walked in, sat on her bed and took the letter from her 11 year old daughter. Like the Evans family when she finished a note appeared saying a guide would help explain everything tomorrow.
"Well Mum, what do you figure?" questioned Michelle.
"Um, well, it seems real enough, I guess we'll find out more tomorrow," replied Mrs. Jones, thinking that it was five o' clock somewhere and a glass of wine was needed.