This story is written from my point of view. I'm substituting my middle name for my last name. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: As much as I would like to, I do not own Harry Potter.
Never in my life could I have imagined that something so unrealistic could happen to me. But here it was, staring me right in the face.
Dear Ms. Shaye,
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.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
"What the heck is this? A joke? MOM, THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" I shouted. "What's not funny?" Mom asked from the kitchen. "This stupid letter! Saying something about.. Hogwarts? And who on Earth is Minerva McGonagall?" There was a loud crash, and all of a sudden, Mom sprinted into the room. "What's going on?" I continued. Mom was silent. "Why did you send me this? I know it was you." "Hon, I didn't send you that letter," she said, putting her face in her hands. "There's something you should probably know." She sat down on the brown leather couch. "And what would that be..?" I asked warily, placing myself next to her. She stared intently into my eyes, grabbed my shoulders, and quickly whispered four simply un-simple words. "You're a witch, Serena."
Yes, I know that none of the characters are in here.. yet! They'll probably show up around chapter three or so. And if you're gonna criticize me, I suggest you do it nicely. I don't take rudeness very well.. Thanks for reading!