Hello readers, here is my first attempt at fan fiction. please leave positive feedback. love lots, kitty.

Not So Muggle After All

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The clock ticked furiously away as I read through the pages of another book from my Fathers personal library. He had been collecting books since I can remember, which is approximately ten years and 365 days. There is no doubt in my mind that I gained my Fathers skills when it comes to knowledge and theory. Being a professor at the Royal Academy of Talented Students in London, he is expected to be highly intelligent. I knew it wouldn't be long before he came into my bedroom again to tell me to close the book and go to sleep. It was already 11:26pm and I wasn't tired! I had to keep reading. The fables of the Lockness Monster indulged my sense as I reluctantly came back to reality too see my Father walk through the door.

"Hermione, Gean, Granger! Put the book down and close your eyes! Tomorrow is a big day missy!" he said in his very stern, yet jokingly tone.

"But Dad, tomorrow is a silly day! It doesn't matter to me or anyone else at school!" I moaned.

"You are turning eleven years old miss and that must be celebrated! If the children from school cannot attend due to their personal issues, then we shall go and eat 20 pints of ice-cream, 8 cans of whipped cream and a chick pea salad. How does that sound?" He teased, knowing that my 'friends' would not show because my 'friends' were non-existing.

I closed my book and shut my eyes as told to. The last thing I heard was the click of the light switch and the soft thud of my bedroom door. Before I knew it I was in a land where anything I desired was possible. As I drifted off deeper and deeper into my fantasy land a faint tapping and my window jolted me awake.

Startled, I sat up straight like and ironing board and turned on my bedside lamp. The alarm clock read 12:01am exactly. I pulled my legs from my quilt and put on my slippers as I walked over to my window. A woodland owl was perched on the ledge. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief thinking I was still dreaming. As I came to terms that I was most definitely awake, I noticed the owl was holding a letter with my name on it. Slowly, I pulled the widow up trying not to frighten the bird as a sharp cold gust of wind blew straight onto me. I wrapped my pyjamas tightly around me as I reached for the letter. Carefully I took it. As soon as I had possession of the letter the owl took flight and vanished into the night sky. Closing the window I returned to the warmth of my bed confused.

As I ripped the wax seal marked with "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" I remembered it was my birthday. Opening the letter I thought of the possibilities that this was still a dream and my attempt at creating a parallel universe that is merging with the one I thought I was currently in began to baffle me.

Dear Miss Granger,

I am writing this letter in order to inform you that you have been accepted to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry based on your talented magical blood. Our committee considered you as an excellent candidate for entering the Hogwarts Academy. We reviewed the documentation of your medical history through Wizarding laws and were impressed with your high academic achievements and possibility to have great magical abilities. Considering all mentioned above we will love to see you in the team of our students.

As you must already know Hogwarts is a perfect educational institution and we sincerely hope that you will use this opportunity fully. Many famous people and the brightest minds were graduated from our school. Along with this letter you will find the application that should be filled in for our file. We are looking forward to see you here. Another letter with your school supply list will arrive at approximately 9:00am. Please be sure to have all equipment ready before the school year begins.

If you are needing any help please feel free to contact me. My muggle number is 00458995628

Once again, accept our sincere congratulations.

Yours faithfully,

Ms. Veronica Bellers

Admissions Officer,

Hogwarts Academy.

As I read the letter over a hundred times I realised this must have been some horrid joke from a student at school and that I should not take any notice of it. Tired, I put the letter on my bedside table and returned to my perfect dream world. This letter was a bunch of gobble-dee-goop and I am above that for I, am a very intelligent girl and shall not fall victim to childish pranks!

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