It was another year, seemingly the same as any other. What I didn't know was just how much my life would change over the course of one summer. The day I got my letter from some place called "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry", was the day I lost everyone who I thought loved me.
"If you are a witch, you can just magic yourself a place to go. We want nothing to do with your sorcery," my godparents had said, "You're gone tomorrow."
I read my letter again and it confused me even more. How on earth was I supposed to get to… Diagon Alley? In all my years of living in London, I had never heard of it.
My thoughts were interrupted by a tapping noise on my bedroom window. I looked up to see a beautiful owl flapping it's wings so as to stay where it was. It seemed like it wanted to get in, so being as impulsive as I was, I let it in. It fluttered down on top of my bookcase, and I saw that it was carrying a letter with the same seal as the one I had been reading (for the fourth time in fifteen minutes).
I took the letter from the owl and opened it up. Slowly and carefully, I read the contents of the letter.
Dear Miss Allentia Stellen,
I am very pleased to inform you that you are part of a special group of children. You have been given the gift of magic. I myself was born to and raised by muggles (non-magical people) who did not know the first thing about Hogwarts, or Diagon Alley or Platform 9¾. I was overwhelmed when I found out that magic was real, and I had it in me. There is no easy way to find out that you are capable of so much more than you have grown up knowing.
Here at Hogwarts, we like to train young witches and wizards to use their magic properly and teach them everything they need to know about the wizarding world they belong to. We would love for you to come to our school and learn the right ways to live with and use magic.
Your situation has gotten complicated. You were born from two muggles who both had siblings that ran away. Your father's sister is aware of your situation and has offered to take you in. I myself am willing too. We can sort it all out later. I am aware that your guardians have kicked you out. Please, get your things together and I will meet you in your backyard tonight at ten-thirty. I will pay for your school supplies and your choice of an owl or a cat (I suggest an owl, as they are more useful and you will want one someday).
I will be seeing you rather soon, I expect. If you do not wish to attend school at Hogwarts, please reply soon.
Signed,
Hermione Weasley
-head of Muggleborn acceptance committee-
I looked at the clock. It was nine o'clock already. I took my money from my hiding place in my dresser. Quickly counting the money, I saw that I had just short of a thousand dollars. Hopefully my money would be sufficient for buying magical things. Into my wallet it went, and from there it went in my duffel bag with my favorite T-shirts, jeans, shoes, and hoodie. I threw everything else I needed into the bag too, and I was ready to go with ten minutes to spare.
I slung the bag over my shoulder and walked downstairs, preparing myself for a confrontation. Instead, Hanya met me with $200 at the foot of the stairs.
"I'm not comfortable with you being magic, but I still love you. Your mom left me with the job to take care of you no matter what happened. I doubt she knew this would happen, but nevertheless, a promise is a promise," she looked like she truly cared. I was gonna miss her. She continued, " Hopefully this is enough to get you what you need to go and succeed in that school. I also don't think Tim is gonna want you to stay here again, but maybe you and I can meet and have lunch or something next summer." My godmother started to cry.
"It's okay Hanya. I got a letter from a witch at the school and she's meeting me outside in a few minutes. I'm going to be staying with her, at least for the rest of the summer. I can write you this year too if you want. I'm getting an owl so I can communicate with people. When I write a letter, it'll be carried by an owl and you can write a reply and send it back with the owl," I offered.
"That would be nice. I'm sure Tim can deal with that much. If you forgot anything, send a letter and I'll send it back with the owl?"
"Yeah, that'll work."
We stood there awkwardly for a minute, then she hugged me. "I'm gonna miss you sweetie."
"I'll miss you too," I replied. Hanya and I walked outside. She wanted to meet the lady I was going to live with for a while. She also wanted to see me off.
It was a warm night in mid July. The breeze was blocked in the backyard where we waited in silence. All of a sudden, we heard a quick POP and there was a woman standing in front of us. She had long brown hair that was a little crazy. She wore jeans, a tee shirt of a band I loved, pink converse high-tops and a big welcoming smile.
"Hi! My name is Hermione Weasley. I am from Hogwarts, and my specialty and department is helping muggleborns understand their place in the magical society," she said brightly, "I'm sure you'll be excited by the time I'm done explaining everything," turning to Hanya, she continued on, not losing any of her pep, "Allentia is a witch, like me. She will live with my husband, Fred, and I for the remainder of the summer."
"Well, I guess I'll see you around then, Allentia," Hanya said before going inside.
As I stood outside my house, I knew I would never live in this place again. Sure, I might visit, but it wouldn't be my home anymore. This place held so many memories for me. Here was the house I grew up in, and I was abandoning it for a way of life I knew barely anything about. Looking away, I realized I didn't want to deal with the pain of being rejected and shunned by my godfather when I found out that I was a witch. I could deal with that in my own time when I was alone.
I heard Hermione Weasley shift her feet, allowing me some time to say my quiet goodbyes to my childhood home. I tried to make my face emotionless and turning to her, I said, "We can go now. I'm sure you probably have a ton of important things to do. I would hate to be a burden."
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