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A/N: from now on, Scarlett's, the daughter of Oliver and Katie, will be in bold, and Scarlett, the muggle will be underlined.

Scarlett Olivia Wood was the daughter of Katie and Oliver Wood. She had princessy blond curls flowing down her back, and her mother's ice blue eyes. She was ten years old-almost eleven in fact and was counting down the days until her eleventh birthday, when she would receive her much anticipated Hogwarts letter. She could hardly wait!

Scarlett Coral Wood was just a plain old regular Primary School girl. She was a little on the short side. Scarlett had a bob of red hair and dark, intelligent eyes. She was usually described among her friends as "cute". That was her problem-friends, she couldn't seem to keep them for more than a few months before they drifted apart, and unlike most of the other students in her class, she never had a best friend.

Scarlett was very excited; her eleventh birthday was drawing nearer and nearer, and her mother had said that she would get to do something special for her birthday. (Usually big birthday outings were out of the budget)

Scarlett was friends with most of the other boys and girls in their neighborhood that were about her age. Scarlett and her family lived in a wizarding village called Barnton. She had a little sister, Brittany, who she loved more than anything.

Scarlett lived in London, with only her mother for family; her father had passed away when she was just six years old. She didnt have any siblings.

Finally came Scarlett's birthday on May, 31.

Finally, came Scarlett's birthday on May 31.

To start off the celebrations, The Wood family played a quick game of two-on-two quidditch, Katie and Scarlett vs. Oliver and Brittany. Her father went easy on her, since it was her birthda, and Katie and Scarlett won sixty to forty. (they were playing without the snitch)

Mr. and Mrs. Wood had been teaching their children to play quidditch since they could hold a broom. For Brittany, being only six, that was not so long.

Then, the little family went out for a celebratory birthday brunch. - reaching eleven was an important milestone in the wizarding world after all.

Scarlett's mother took her to the theater to see a play in honor of her birthday. Scarlett had always loved the theater. Though, she didn't always have time for her daughter, (being a single mom, and working two jobs) Ms. Wood did truly care for her spunky, daring, and outspoken daughter and tried her hardest to give her whatever she could manage.

Scarlett's birthday came and went, but no owl arrived carrying a fancy envelope sealed with the Hogwarts crest.

As the days past by, and eventually turned into weeks. The absence of her Hogwarts letter was forced to be accepted by the Wood family. The four of them were incredibly disappointed.

Katie wanted to see her beautiful daughter start this exciting new chapter of her life.

Oliver wanted Scarlett to be able to be on her house quidditch team and make many new friends and memories over the seven wonderful years.

Brittany wished she could hear her sister's riveting tales from the greatest school of magic there is. She wished she could envy her sister and await the time when she, too, could attend Hogwarts. But most of all, she just wished her sister could be happy.

And then there was Scarlett herself. Though her parents insisted time after time that they loved her just as much as they always had, she knew that deep down they were disappointed. What was she supposed to say to all of her neighborhood friends as they all boarded the Hogwarts express, ready to begin their magical education and become full witches and wizards.

How was it even possible that she was a squib? She had been playing quidditch with her parents for years! Wait - could squibs play quidditch, she wasn't entirely sure that they couldn't.

But she had done accidental magic! How could she be a squib? She couldn't pinpoint an exact moment in time when she had performed accidental magic, but she was sure she had some time. Well, sureish. Make that almost sure. Kinda sure. Very doubtful.

Oh my Merlin, I'm a squib! she thought, tears now forming in her eyes, I'm a squib, and I'm a disappointment to my family. To my parents. To Brittany. But most of all, I'm a disappointment to myself.

Scarlett's birthday was going wonderfully. After the show, she and her mother had gone out for burgers and then ice cream, (Scarlett had mint chocolate chip like always; that was by far her favorite flavor.) But the best part had yet to come.

That evening, just as Ms. Wood and Scarlett were preparing to go bed, something extremely peculiar happened:

A brown Barn Owl swooped into the kitchen where Scarlett was standing, dropping a old-fashioned looking parchment envelope, Addressed in green writing to

Miss Scarlett Wood

The Kitchen

13 Chester Terrace

Camden

On the back it was sealed with some sort of stamp: a saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H.

At the exact moment that this dropped into Scarlett's hands, the door burst open to reveal a tall, dark-haired man.

"What was that?!" Ms. Wood yelled urgently, as she descended the stairs, her red curls flying behind her.

"Hello," said the man at the door calmly, "my name is Professor Neville Longbottom. I work at a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And I am here to offer you, Scarlett, a place in this school. Oh," Professor Longbottom chuckled, "I almost forgot the most important part, you Scarlett, are a witch!"

"Excuse me?" Scarlett said incredulously.

"Yes, I know its hard to believe, but it is most certainly true. Think, Scarlett, have you ever made something happen, maybe even something impossible, when you were filled with emotion." He didn't wait for her to respond, "That, Miss Wood, is no mere coincidence. It is something called accidental magic. Now, I'm going to show you a little something just to prove it to you."

The Professor waved the sticklike thing he was holding, which Scarlett assumed was supposed to be a wand.

"Reducto." he murmured, and the entire staircase collapsed into a pile of rubble.

"Not to worry," he said, noticing their gawking at him, "reparo." The previously demolished staircase reconstructed itself at once.

The Woods gaped open-mouthed at the Professor, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Well," he said to Scarlett, "aren't you going to open your letter,"

She complied. The letter read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall

(Order of Merlin, First Class,)

Dear Miss Wood

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,

Neville Longbottom

Deputy Headmaster

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set of glass or crystal phials

1 telescope set

1 brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

"You're a witch Scarlett," Professor Longbottom repeated

"Holy crap, I'm a witch!" she exclaimed, and broke into a wide, bright smile.

A/N: So, what did ya think? Love it hate it? should I continue? Please let me know in a REVIEW! Thanks for reading! Love, CC.