I wasn't sure what Harry's mother's name was so in this story her name is Beth. Her sister's name is Prudence. Please review. No flames!
"Happy 15th Birthday Prudence," announced mom and dad. I awoke from the loud yell. "Beth, come down and have some cake from Prudence's family party," called mom.
"Cake, for breakfast, now how unusual is that?" I wondered. I got dressed into my uniform for school. I picked up all my books and hurried down the stairs. "Mom, I'm just going to have a quick bite, Prudence and I must go to school now or we shall be late," I exclaimed.
"Now, now you must not worry, you should celebrate and then go to school. Your teachers won't care. Here, I'll send a note," she said. She scribbled a note down on the paper and handed it to me.
"Thanks mom, oh did you sign the permission slip and give me the money for the field trip?" I asked her waiting patiently.
"Oh darn, I forgot," mom said. She grabbed some money and filled out my permission slip. "Have a splendid time at the museum," mom called to me.
"Thanks mom, see you later dad and Prudence.
I caught the bus in the knick of time.
"Hey Beth, Over here," called Mercy. "I am so excited for our field trip, we get off school and no homework," responded Mercy. The thing about Mercy is that she talks forever and she will never stop.
"Okay everyone, be good at the Historic Museum," replied our teacher.
"Another boring day of life was about to begin," I thought to myself. What I didn't realize was that this would be the most thrilling day of my life.
"And this here is a piece of machinery that hasn't been turned on for years. No one knows how it works or what it makes. It has been searched but there was no switches or buttons. Let us move along," said the tour guide in a boring tune. I just stared straight at the old piece of metal. All of a sudden, it started working! Bunches of cotton sweaters fell to the floor. I just stared in amazement.
"What in the world-?" the tour guide said as he spun around. Soon everyone looked over their shoulders and gasped in astonishment. I just stared at it again and then it started to produce rice flour.
"What is going on here?" exclaimed the boss.
"Sir I had nothing to do with it, the machine just turned on like it was magic or something," the tour guide explained.
"Hagrid, get over here. What is the meaning of this?" asked the manager.
"Meaning of what?" Hagrid answered in response.
"Why did this machine turn on? It's been inspected and there was no switches or plugs or anything," cried the manager hysterically.
Sir I'm only a janitor, not a mechanist," he answered as he looked around our class. "You," he pointed straight at me, "come with me," he said in a low voice. I followed him to the janitor closet being very frightened. "Listen do you know why that machine turned on?" Hagrid questioned.
"No I'm not certain at the moment," I replied.
"That's because you operated it," Hagrid began to explain.
"-Um I beg your pardon but, I think you might have saw wrong. See-,"
He interrupted me. " Beth I know that you operated it believe me I know," he answered.
"How do you know my name?" I asked him.
"I know you because you will be a wizard attending Hogwartzs school in approximately 1 month.......Oops, I shouldn't have said that," he said.
"Me, a wizard. Well that is absolutely impossible. And what was that approximately 1 month thing so bad about?" I started to question.
"Well it was actually supposed to be a surprise. Your acceptance letter should come in about 1 month. And Beth, nothing is impossible," Hagrid said.
"Yes but-," I turned around and he was gone. "-I don't know what to do," I said.
