A/N: Just an idea I had a few weeks ago. Happens during Harry/Hermione/Ron's second year at Hogwarts. That would be, if I'm not mistaken, Ginny's first year.

NOTE: disclaimer Sadly, I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, or Hogwarts. Also note that the acceptance letter isn't mine...or the Sorting Hat's song.... Nor are the events that take place in the "Chamber of Secrets" that happen to be in this remake of mine....heck..nothing Harry Potter is mine... : - (

It ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling. Most of what happens concerning Harry's part of the story is hers..I don't think I'll add much, because this is what you didn't read....unless of course you are VERY good at reading between the lines...which even then, Renee doesn't exist in the story you are all familiar with...just in the side you DIDN'T hear...jk....lol...she doesnt exist at all in Rowling's world...just mine!

Ch 1

Renee O'Conner was sitting at her kitchen table watching TV, and eating a bowl of Froot Loops one Saturday morning in late July. She brushed her auburn hair out of her face, and glanced out the window. There, sitting on the lowest branch of the apple tree in her backyard, was a large brown owl.

She cautiously got up, placing her bowl in the sink and headed towards the side door of her 2 story house. She wondered what an owl was doing at this time of the day, they rarely saw them in her small town in northwestern Pennsylvania, and if they did, it was at night. Looking at the owl once more, she noted that it looked tired.

She turned the brass knob, and peeked back out at the tree. THE OWL WAS GONE!!!!

Where did it go? She thought, staring about her large back yard.

Just then the owl came zooming in the door right past her. A few seconds later, she heard her mother screaming!

"Ahhh!!! Get this thing out of here!!!!! AHHHH!!!!" Then she heard the sound of breaking glass.

Renee dashed in and saw her mother, looking horrified, staring at the unusual visitor, who was perched on the oak quilt rack in the corner. There were shards of blue glass all over the floor. Her mom's favorite vase was ruined.

In his mouth, the brown owl carried a yellowish envelope, with some sort of seal on the back. Renee approached the bird timidly, and it flew to her shoulder, dropping the envelope in her hands, and then flying gracefully out the window, and once again perched on the apple tree.

Her mother stared at her with a wide gaze, slowly easing herself onto the love seat in the corner of the room. She kept glancing nervously between the owl, and Renee.

Renee slit the envelope open with a butter knife, and pulled out the letter inside:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwamp, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Miss O'Conner,

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

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Renee stared at the letter in shock. Hogwarts? What the??? Witchcraft? Owl?

"Mom??" Renee asked pleadingly, "What is this?"

Her mother took the letter, and envelope, reading it in the same manner Renee had. She didn't appear to be near as confused about it as Renee had. Two more pieces of heavy paper fell out.

Her dark-haired mother picked them up, and read over them.

"Honey, it says here that you are a witch and are to be trained at Hogwarts school in England. Reply by owl...hmm...."

"Maybe they mean him," Renee said pointing to the owl who was still sitting on the branch.

"Yes...yes I think so. Well....if you want to go...I guess," her mother started. It was hard for her to let Renee go, because she was a single mother. Renee's father had died years before in an accident in England. He had been visiting some old school friends, and his hometown.

"Mom?" Renee asked.

"Umm...yeah...you can go...you should go...you will go..."

Her mother scribbled something down on a piece of blank paper, slid it into an envelope with the word, "Hogwarts," written on it, and motioned for the owl. Surprisingly to both of them, the owl flew back into the living room, and took the letter. Then it flew away into the clear blue sky.

Renee had been examining the list of supplies, when she asked her mother, "Where am I going to get this stuff?"

Quickly glancing over her daughter's shoulder she said, a little too quickly, "Diagon Alley."

"Diagon Alley???"

"Uhhh yeah...in London..."

"How do you know that?"

Her mother's breath quickened a bit, "Ohhhh uhh...it says so right here," reluctantly pointing to it in the letter.

"Oh."

Her mother tucked her hair behind her ears, and then hurried into the kitchen. Renee sat down and read, and reread the letter over and over.

Wow. A witch. I can't believe it....wow.

Meanwhile thousands of miles away, and across the sea, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Fred and George Weasley were degnoming the garden.

"What do you think the Dursleys will do when you get back next summer?" Ron asked Harry. Ron, Fred and George, had drove....actually, more like flown their dad's bewitched Ford Angelina to Harry's house, and rescued him from the muggle family he lived with. A house elf called Dobby had showed up in Harry's room one evening and warned him not to go back to Hogwarts. Then, he had stirred up some trouble, causing Harry to be locked in his room for the rest of the summer.

Harry shuddered at the thought. He had lived with the Dursleys nearly 11 years when he found out he was a wizard. The Dursleys were the worst sort of muggles(non-magic folk) imaginable. They hated anything to do with magic, almost more than they hated Harry himself.

Harry shook his head, and threw a particularly fat gnome over the hedge. His parents were dead. They had been killed by the most feared dark wizard in the world when he was just a baby. Then, when the Dark Lord had tried to kill Harry, the curse rebounded, and set upon himself. Harry,

was the 'boy who lived.'

Ron was lucky, in Harry's eyes. He had a huge family, while Harry only had the Dursleys, and they weren't exactly something he wanted. Ron had his mom and dad, 5 older brothers(Bill, Charlie, Percy, and the twins, Fred and George), and a younger sister(Ginny).

The week after, both Renee, and Harry and the Weasleys were off to Diagon Alley.

A/N: Soooo???? What do you think? Should I continue???? I know that I repeated a lot of stuff that has happened to Harry, but that's because I want my version to stand on it's own two feet, 3 feet? How many feet does a story have? LOL!!!! There's no doubt J.K. Rowling's version is 100,000,000,000,000 times better, but still...I liked the idea, so here I am..writing a shortened version with a twist. Also please note that any conversations that may have happened in the book aren't EXACTLY what I have written here....call it paraphrasing if you wish. LOL!Oh...and some of the stuff may be more movie related, than exactly the book!

Please review!!!!!!!!

Thanks lots,

frozen phoenix tears