Chapter 1
Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess that lived in the highest tower of the most magnificent castle in all the land. The princess had long flowing red locks that curved and curled just right and big green eyes that sparkled in the sunlight. The princess was so beautiful that all the princes wanted the chance to marry her and sweep her away to a distant land, but most never made it past "Hey, good looking."… Okay, so I'm not a princess and I definitely don't have all the princes, or even normal boys, vying for my attentions. I'm not the most gorgeous girl in the world, I don't have the perfect body, or the most beautiful hair, or the eyes that sparkle in the sunlight, but I am pretty smart and I'm a great person. While I may not be the image of the perfect princess, I am pretty in a girl-next- door kind of way. And I do live in a castle most of the year for school. I go to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry because I am a witch, and if you were surprised by this, just think how I felt when a big brown barn owl tumbled its way through our kitchen window one morning, landed in my juice and stuck out a leg with my acceptance letter attached to it. Yeah, I was a teensy bit startled when that happened.
In a month I'll be entering my 6th year at Hogwarts. I'm looking forward to being able to see my best friends everyday and all of the interesting things we learn in class. Yeah, I know, I sound like little miss suck up don't I? Well the truth is I actually do enjoy learning new spells and potions and even history from Professor Binns. I spent the first eleven years of my life watching the world go by and waiting for something to happen. I didn't have any real friends, I was too busy walking around with my head in the clouds dreaming of fairy princesses and unicorns and prince charming. My grades in school were always average and the boys all thought of me as either one of the guys or the weird girl who always walked around with a book. The day I got my Hogwarts letter I realized that finally, something was happening, something that it seemed I'd been waiting for my whole life. An hour later I had my suitcase out and was trying to figure out which books I wanted to take with me to school that fall.
Now, six years later, I have received my latest letter from Hogwarts and am now busy packing my suitcase with my favorite books and clothes and my most prized possessions. Tomorrow I'm meeting my friends at Diagon Alley to shop for our school things. I just hope we don't run into him.