Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with this title. That honor is reserved for J.K. Rowling!
"Dear Miss. Opal,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Lauren's breath caught in her throat, hardly allowing her to speak. Her aquamarine eyes looked up at Ms. Bloatfish, her principal-a mousy-haired bespectacled woman with fat hanging off her bones. Ms. Bloatfish smiled brightly, and spoke in that annoyingly high tenor that the seniors at St. Wondermir's swear broke the gym's windows when she attempted to sing the Star Spangled Banner at a home basketball game.
"You are the first of St. Wondermir's to be accepted at such a precious school. Granted, you have some of the highest grades of anyone here and that will truly let you go places, in this instance to London. This is an honor to yourself and the school…" Lauren tuned out at that point. You had to learn how to do that at this school. Ms. Bloatfish attempted to put to every occasion an Oscar-Winner's speech. She started to day-dream about going to London, the heart of culture and one of the most famous cities in the world. The history! The culture! The hot English boys! Her ears suddenly caught, "...And we will throw a going away party for you on August 17th."
"Hum? Why on the 17th?" she wondered. "It says September 1st."
"You need to leave the next day to get to London. At the airport you will be meeting a very nice family that goes by the last name of Weasley. I believe they have a son named Ron that is just about your age. They will arrange for your rooms in London, in a popular inn/tavern The Leaky Cauldron. You can get to Diagon Alley from there.Then, they will take you to King's Cross station and see you safely on the the train."
"So I've got less than a week to pack?" asked Lauren, thinking of her lovely dorm room that she spent so much time decorating with her roommates and best friends. What would happen to their string of Chinese lanterns? Their posters of water-polo teams and Olympic swimmers? Their snack-drawer?
"You will be buying all of your school things in London." added Ms. Bloatfish, obviously not understanding the question.
"Oh." replied Lauren, used to Ms. Bloatfish's absentmindedness. Ms. Bloatfish returned to the stack of papers on her desk. She picked a pen and looked at Lauren over the edges of her spectacles.
"Now, go and join your classmates." said Ms. Bloatfish. Lauren understood that it was a nice way of her saying "SCRAM!". She walked out of the office in a daze, and her friends Nessarose and Eliza Beckhan were immediately at her side. They were her roommates (and best friends). They immediately crowded her, anxious to hear what the Bloatfish wanted.
"What happened?!" they clamored, poking her in the shoulder. Lauren licked her dry lips. She held up the heavy parchment. Her friends caught sight of the coveted coat of arms.
"I'm...I'm...I'm going to Hogwarts." she stammered, in case they didn't see the insigna.
"Omigod..." they whispered, eyes wide and mouths open.
Hogwarts is legend at our school. All of us dream of going to that school. Every summer, before we go home, we compose an essay saying why we would like to go and what our grades are and etc. Every start of the school year, one student is chosen to go to a school out of the country but no-one has EVER gone to Hogwarts.
They stared at her like she had grown an extra head or two. They took a deep breath and squealed with all the lung capacity that they owned. Even Lauren who was used to it covered her ears and cringed playfully. Nessarose and Eliza grabbed Lauren up in a group-hug and started jumping up and down with joy.
"You're going to Hogwarts! You're going to Hogwarts!" they chanted/shouted. They snatched the letter and ran down the halls screaming and shouting. Lauren laughed and shook her head. Her friends were so crazy!
Later that Night...
"BONZAIIII!!!" shouted Eliza, shaking up a bottle of soda and spraying it all over Lauren and Nessarose. She laughed as they screamed and she then chugged the entire can of soda.
"Oh, yeah?!" shouted Nessarose, grabbing her own can and shaking it.
"OH no!" shouted Eliza, ducking behind Lauren.
"NO!" shouted Lauren, just in time to get a faceful of Dr. Pepper. She then retailiated by dumping a full can of soda on each of them. This went on for quite a few minutes. They suddenly looked at the floor, and noticed that it was stained in multi colors, from the different sodas.
"Oops..." said Eliza, looking like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Nessarose bit her lip, then dumped a bottle of water on the floor and used an old used T-shirt to attempt to clean up. Lauren groaned and sank into her bed. It felt so good after the day that she had. As her roommates argued in the backround, she began to wonder about her future. She began to dream of the new life she would lead in England. This was going to be the adventure of all time!