Chapter 1

Me: So this is my new story

Alter Ego: No dip Sherlock!

Me: Oh shut up! Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

I was eating a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich when it happened. What happened? Meh, you'll find out. First I think you might need a little back story. Hello, my name's Dawn Davis. The time I'm writing this story I'm 16, but the time the story is taking place, I'm 11. Yay, that awkward time between being a child and a teen. Need a description of how I look? I have naturally blonde hair but since I was ten I decided my hair needed more color and I've dyed my hair with pink and orange streaks. I have blue eyes, but they aren't real startling. I've always been short, always. Just think shorter than yourself then basically that's me. You know, unless you're five or something. Anyways, my mother is not to be named yet, my dad is a CEO of a solar power company or something around those lines. I never bothered to learn really, also he has some wizard blood in him but I think he's a Squib or just hates using magic. I have one brother named Mark, he's adopted. My family isn't terrible but still my life isn't exactly rainbow and unicorns. I hope that's enough information. Now to the actual story.

My dad, Mark, and I were eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches when an owl swooped in.

"Holy poop on a cracker!" I yelled, usually I would cuss but I don't need to pass that one to nine year-old Mark.

"It has a letter on its foot" replied my dad calmly.

I saw that it did indeed and I untied it.

To Miss Davis

At 1890 Birch Ave.

Mount Pleasant, South Carolina

There were three pieces of paper- no parchment- in the envelope. I took out the first parchment.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

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

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Davis

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

Deputy Headmistress

The next parchment said this

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

sets of plain work robes (black)

plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's 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 Beginner's 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 glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad.

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

The final parchment said this:

Dear Miss Davis,

Yes you have been accepted to Hogwarts which is indeed in England and we know you are in America. Please write a response on whether you are going or not. If yes, we shall send a professor to take you to Diagon Alley to collect your supplies and shall transport you to school. If no, we ask you not to tell anyone about our race, If you do, I fear we shall be in great danger and you might die painfully or at least get your memory wiped.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

"Dad, this letter says I'm accepted to a school called Pig Acne in England that teaches magic. May I send a response that says yes? It sounds awesome even if it is a joke" I said after reading it through.

"Of course! You can go to Hogwarts just like my brothers and sister! I never had enough magic blood to go, but you seem to!" he yelled.

"Dad, I'm very sorry that you didn't get to go to Pig Pimples. But, I'm taking that as a yes" I replied.

"Of course dear, if want to go I shall not stop you. Also, please call it Hogwarts and not Pig Pimples." He said with laughter in his voice.

Yay for bi-polar fathers! But I wrote on a piece of paper with a pen:

Dear Minerva,

I would love to go to Hogwarts. Just saying I might slip up and call it Pig Pimples or Pig Acne once in a while. I hope that won't be too bad for my grades and whatnot. Also, I'm calling you Minerva in letters because you didn't tell me to call you Professor or anything in your letter. Sorry to be a jerk.

-Dawn Davis

And then I tied it onto the owl.

"Take that to Minerva McGonagall please" I said then watched it fly off.

"Well, let's finish our sandwiches, for they shall not eat themselves!" I said in a sarcastic voice I said after observing the faces of my father and Mark. After that all that was heard was the eating of the sandwiches for five minutes.

"Another owl! They must teleport or something!" I yelled after thirty minutes of reading The Phantom of the Opera.

Dear Miss Davis,

Thank you for that quick response. A professor shall be sent in two days to take you to Diagon Alley. I

D advise not calling Hogwarts Pig Pimples near Professor Snape or Professor Binns. Also, I shall let you call me Minerva in letters but in person you must call me Professor. If you need to change the date please write us another note.

-Professor McGonagall

"Da-ad! Can I go with a Hogwarts professor in two days to get my stuff for Hogwarts?!" I yelled.

"Sure!" he yelled back. In case you couldn't tell, we like to yell. Hey, that rhymed. Wait what?

Oh yeah, I got another piece of paper and wrote

Dear Minerva

Thank you for the advice. I am free to go to Diagon Alley on Sunday, which is two days from now if the time zones are wonky.

-Dawn

And I sent my last letter for the day.

"Dawn! Chelsea is here!" I heard my father yelled.

Chelsea has been my best friend since we were four. AH I remember the time we first met.

Flashback

I was playing with my favorite doll when a girl with a brown ponytail and asked

"May I play with your dolly?"

"NO! My daddy bought it for me and only for me!" I yelled back.

She burst into tears and cried "I just wanted to play with a dolly! My mommy and daddy don't have enough money to buy me a dolly!"

I felt pity for her and handed her the doll. "Here, just don't break it. If you do, I shall send my pack of wild unicorns after you!" I said jokingly.

"I won't!" she said "By the way my name's Chelsea! Wanna be friends?" she asked.

"Sure! My name's Dawn!" I said and then we proceeded to skip around the playground together.

Back to normal

"Chelsea! Oh my god I haven't seen you since Wednesday! We need to talk about everything" I yelled as she walked into my bedroom.

She laughed "Oh Dawn! Of course! Who shall start first though?"

"You shall because whatever happened to you probably isn't as exciting as mine!" I yelled.

"Well, I went to the movies and watched Frozen with Melanie, ate food, slept, and got my mom to buy The Phantom of the Opera at Walmart, so I watched that too" she said.

"Well, I read The Phantom of the Opera, got accepted to a weird British school called Pig Acne-" I started

"Seriously? Pig Acne?" she asked.

"Actually, Hogwarts but Pig Acne sounds funnier. I said yes and now I'm going to a boarding school in England."

"WHAT? Without me? I demand you write a letter and tell them to invite me!" she yelled.

"Dude, just calm down. If you're accepted you'll get a letter. For some strange reason, from an owl" I said.

"If I don't get a letter, please demand the person who runs it to invite" she said with laugh.

"Of course! If I didn't have someone like you, I might die of boredom!" I said very loudly.

"Alas! Let us go outside and gape at the cute boys!" she yelled.

We ran to my backyard which is actually kind of pitiful compared to some that you would see around my town. It has a black metal fence around it and there's one big tree. The grass is pretty much nonexistent, but random flowers took its place. We ran to the tree a climbed up it. We had a pretty good view of the neighborhood. There was Chelsea's house on the right, Seth was on the left. Seth was pretty hot for an eleven year old. (This is my opinion of how a hot eleven year old would look) He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. God, he had a deep voice, especially for an eleven year old. He was also pretty funny and kind of nerdy. So in my book, hot and awesome.

"God! Seth is looking over here!" I heard Chelsea yell whisper.

"Hey Dawn? Are you still up in that tree?" he called.

"Maybe!" Chelsea called out.

"Chelsea, I do know the difference between Dawn and your voices" he called back.

"Cause you're stalking us!" I yelled.

"Am not! We just happen to go to the same school and live in the same neighborhood! Plus the fact your father invites the neighborhood to your house for a Christmas party!" he yelled back.

"Stalker!" we yelled back.

"Says the people that are looking at me through a tree!" he yelled back.

"Touché" I replied.

"Anyways, Dawn, would you come down here?" he asked.

"Are you gonna kill me?"

"How does one kill you when you run so fats you might as well teleport" he said.

"Again, Touché" I replied then climbed down.

"Yes?" I asked impatiently.

"Um, you know, that summer dance next week? Uh, would you be my date?" he rushed.

"Oh hell no. I'd be killed by all the other girls in the neighborhood!"

"Could I at least have a dance then?"

"Meh, as long as I don't die" I replied.

"Okay, thanks, oh one more thing"

"Yes?"

"Can you wear a a dress that isn't ripped or anything? You know something more normal?" he asked.

"Monsieur, that is not in my wardrobe and I do not have enough money to buy one! But I'll try to look decent" I replied.

"Good enough" he sighed.

"Now, may I return to my friend?" I asked.

"Of course."

"Bye rich boy!" I called as we walked back.

"Bye pretty girl" he called back.

I blushed. People have complimented my appearance before, but it totally changed when Seth called me pretty. I silently climbed back up the tree.

'What did he want?" asked Chelsea excitedly.

"He asked me to the summer dance. I said no but we had an agreement to at least dance" I replied simply.

"OMG! Dawn! Your crush asked you to the summer dance yet you didn't say yes? Are you sane?" she nearly yelled.

"Of course not! But I do have an excuse, I don't want to be torn to shreds by the other girls" I said shuddering at "other girls".

"Ah, yes they are quite terrifying" she relied.

"CHELSEA VENDIMIA! Come back right now or you shall be grounded!" I heard a voice yell.

Chelsea groaned "Sorry Dawn, mother must be being bi-polar again. Sorry."

"Tis fine! We both have bi-polar parents!" I said giggling.

"Bye!"

"Bye"

And from there the next two days were dull until It was Sunday and I remember I was buying my stuff for Pig Acne! I grabbed my favorite tank top –orange and light pink to match my hair- and skinny jeans. I grabbed some cute boots and a nice black jacket. I went to my bathroom and put my hair into a ponytail letting some parts of my dyed hair to hang loose. I went into the kitchen and got a piece of toast. Mmm toast, now I'm hungry. Anyways, it was around 11 o'clock when a professor arrived. A tall woman with a very tight bun and square glasses.

"Hello, I assume you are Ms. Davis?" she asked.

"At your service! Who are you?" I asked.

"I am Professor McGonagall, are you ready to go to Diagon Alley?"

"As ready as I'll ever be, one problem I doubt I have enough money to buy anything" I said showing her my purse which had a measly five dollars and some gum wrappers.

"Ah, your ancestors were wizard and they still have their vault in Gringrotts, the wizard bank." She replied.

"Ah, great! Now let me go call my dad to tell him I'm going to get my Hogwarts stuff. Hey, when do you think we'll be back?"

"Probably around 3 o'clock"

"Okay, thanks Minerva"

I grabbed my cell phone and dialed dad.

"Dad, I'm going to go to get my Hogwarts stuff with one of the professors. I'll be around 3. Bye!"

I hung up then went to Minerva.

"Ready!"

"Okay, now we shall use Floo powder."

"Sounds fun! How does it work?"

"Take a handful of this power" said powder was in her hands "throw it down into your fireplace and yell 'Diagon Alley'. Got it"

"Yes"

"Okay, can you light a fire in your fireplace?"

"Um, we don't have one" I said awkwardly.

"Great, we'll side-along Apparate but you are in for a treat"

"Meh, sounds fun"

That's it for this chapter. Diagon Alley shall be next chapter J