Emily Ryan. The name that started it all. She was your typical American thirteen year old girl. Surrounded by family, beloved by neighbours, teachers and her many friends. Always laughing and smiling and enjoying life. Emily had a mom and a dad and an older brother named Jeremy. Her favorite colour is red and she loves to read Harry Potter. In fact, Those were the only stories she would read. She was absolutely and completely head-over-heels in love with the Harry Potter series. She loved everything about it, from the moment Harry was waking up in the cupboard under the stairs to when Hermione, Ron and Harry stood at platform nine and three quarters waving goodbye to their own children. There wasn't a day that went by she wouldn't think about it.

It was a bright Sunday morning in Houston Texas. Emily woke up and zoomed down the stairs. Today was the day she would go school supply shopping with her mom. She was nervous for starting eighth grade tomorrow, she had no idea what high school would be like. She just hoped that she had classes with her friends she knew from elementary school so she wouldn't feel alone.

"Morning mom!" She said excited as she gave her mom a kiss on the cheek at the table and headed to the pantry to get out her favorite cereal.

"Good morning honey. You need to be ready to go by noon so we can head out and go shopping."

"No problem." She practically inhaled her cereal like a vacuum and sprinted up the stairs to take a shower. She got dressed and met Jeremy and her mom downstairs.

"Ready to go?" Her mom asked.

"Yeah, you bet!"

At the store, Emily's mom went into hyper mode and hit almost every part of it checking things off on her school supply list while Emily and her brother tried to frantically keep up with her.

"Hey Em, isn't that Sarah?" Jeremy pointed towards the cashier where she saw her friend Sarah and her mom checking their stuff out already. She immediately broke out into a smile and wet over to Sarah and snuck up on her.

"Boo!" She shouted. Sarah leapt out of her shoes and spun around.

"Oh my god! Emily you almost gave me a heart attack!" she playfully hit Emily's shoulder.

"Yeah I got you good."

"Whatever, you did not!"

"So are you shopping for school?" Emily asked looking at what her mom was placing on the counter.

"Yes, my mom made me tag along to make sure she bought the right stuff." It was silent between them for a little longer.

"So are you nervous about tomorrow?" Emily asked noticing her friend was caught up in her thoughts again like she usually was.

"Yes! I hope I have at least one class with you." Sarah laughed.

"Emily! C'mon we're leaving now!" Jeremy yelled as he walked out of the store.

"Bye Sarah! See you tomorrow!" She shouted running out of the store to catch up with her family.

The three of them were walking to the car and Emily and her brother trailed behind a little bit. Jeremy was three years older than Emily and was already in high school. He told her funny stories about pranks he's pulled with his friends and how he got into trouble after. He told her all about the teachers she had to look out for and what classes were the best. Jeremy had a best friend named Andrew, who came over to their house a lot. He said he liked it better there because it gave him a "homey" feeling, whatever that meant.

"So Jeremy, is high school hard?" She asked. She realized that was the only thing she had never really asked him.

"Not really. It's easy if you don't get into trouble."

"Do you get into trouble?"

"Well... Yeah, but I know how to get away with it." They laughed.

"Will you act like you don't know me?" She asked shyly. Jeremy glanced down at Emily.

"No way, you're my sister I'd never do that."

"Thanks." She smiled.

"And besides, it wouldn't work if I tried because all my friends already know who you are." He joked.

She playfully hit his head and got into the car. Before bed that night Emily went through her supplies and got the stuff ready for her classes the next day. She got into her PJ's , brushed her teeth and hopped into bed. TShe looked up at the door as she heard a knock as the door opened, it was her dad.

"Hey honey."

"Hi dad."

"Did you get everything you needed for school tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Ready for school? Everything packed?" He asked.

"Mhm, everything is packed and ready to go." She assured him.

"Alright well goodnight." He walked over and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Have a good day at school tomorrow."

"Night dad!" She said as he left the room. He closed the door behind him. Emily turned on her lamp on her bed side table and opened the drawer. She pulled out Harry Potter and the Philosophers' Stone. It was always her favorite. She loved it because it was the beginning of their long and extraordinary adventure.

"Chapter seven; The Sorting Hat. The door swung open at once, a tall black haired witch emerald green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Harry's first thought was that this was not someone to cross..." Emily read on, "Harry had never imagined such a strange and wonderful place. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles; which were floating in mid air over four long tables where the rest of the students were sitting." She felt her eyes droop and the world around her started to fade away into a dark, dreary, misty dream... or so she thought.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, But don't judge on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can find, A smarter hat than me. You can keep your bowlers black, Your tops hats sleek and tall, For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, And I can cap them all. There's nothing hidden in your head, The Sorting Hat can't see, So try me on and I will tell you, Where you ought to be."

Emily opened her eyes and in front of her she saw what seemed to be the sorting hat up in front of the whole school singing its song. Wait... Sorting hat? This was one of those really nice dreams again where she imagined herself at Hogwarts as a young witch herself. She tuned back into the hat as it finished its song...

"So put me on! Don't be afraid! And you won't get in a flap! You're safe in my hands(though I have none), For I'm a Thinking Cap!" The whole room burst into applause when it finished its song. She knew that song by heart honestly.

"I've always loved that song." Came a voice beside her. She turned around to see one of the Weasley twins.
"Hello." She said. She never interacted with any of them before. It's always just eating in the great hall or a charms class or something.
"Hey." He laughed. Emily looked at him confused.
"And which one are you?" He laughed at her for a little bit then looked at her in the same way.
"You're joking? You can always tell us apart."
"Fred?" She took a guess. He smiled, she apparently got it right, she could tell which one he was without even seeing him before, well apart from the movies she's seen in which they look exactly like them. They went back to watching the sorting ceremony. She bet the twins on which house each kid would get into, and she was right on everyone. Then came Harry.

"Harry Potter!: McGonagall announced. The whole room went quiet s the black haired boy with the circular glasses walked up to the stool and placed the hat on his head.

"Five galleons says he's in Gryffindor." Emily smirked.

"Oi! Why do you reckon he'd be in Gryffindor?" George asked.

"Just a hunch." She turned her attention to Harry as he was being sorted.

"Okay, if you're sure, better be... GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted and the Gryffindor table burst into shouts, screams and hollers. The twins stood on their bench and started shouting.

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

"Sit down! before one of you fall and break an arm." Emily yanking them back down. Harry got off the stool and headed towards the table where he took a seat next to Ron, across from Hermione.

"Welcome to Gryffindor." Percy shook Harry's hand and continued to eat.

"Thanks." Harry looked shy.

'You're going to love it here." Emily told him. "Hogwarts is a never-ending adventure." The dinner seemed like it was taking forever. Emily sat there and didn't eat anything, knowing that if she did she would be hungry when she woke up.

"Em, you going to eat that?" Fred asked with his mouth full, pointing at her turkey leg.

"No, I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Why not? It's food."

"Well if I eat this now I'll be hungry when I wake up. I found that out awhile back when I had this dream before." She said casually. Fred laughed at her.

"What? You think this is a dream or something? Em, you can't pull one over us this early in the year." George said from the other side of his brother.

"I'm not joking." She said as her smile faded. "What you're telling me I won't wake up? That this is real?" The twins looked at her awkwardly.

"Gred, I think this one's finally lost it." George said.

"You know Forge, I think you're right."

"You say it's too early in the year." She laughed. "You're trying to pull one over on me right now." The twins just looked at each other, not sure if Emily was being serious, then went back to eating their food. The night slowly ended and Emily walked though the portrait hole and up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

"Good night Em!"

"See you tomorrow" George finished for his twin. She walked into her room which she shared with Angelina, Katie and Alicia apparently and drew the curtains around her bed as she fell asleep ready to wake up and start high school, what a wonderful dream to start off the year.

HEEEEEY! Just editing, tweaking, and re-uploading chapters at the moment... Sorry if you get millions of notifications... Hoping to finish this sucker off soon too! So after I edit this up, I'll be working on more chapters (yay! +sorry for abandoning...)