A/N: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did Hedwig wouldn't have died. I'm not sure how often I will update, but I will try to do it every month.
Annabelle-Rutna Pietas peeked out of her room. No one was around, so she slowly tip-toed through the hallway that led to her parents and brothers' rooms. Patrick (more commonly known as Pat)'s door was open, so she crawled past her younger brother's room. Ben's door was shut and locked to prevent any "bratty younger siblings" coming in. Ben was 14, Annabelle was going to be 11 in two days and Pat was 7. As the middle child, Annabelle got ignored a LOT. She was okay with this though. She didn't like attention. Everyone agreed that she was a very odd kid. Instead of playing with the other girls and boys her age, she would watch them play. Strange things seemed to happen around her sometimes too. Once, when she was in kindergarten and a girl in fourth grade was teasing her, the older girl suddenly lost her voice. Another time some teenage boys were pushing an elderly man around. She told them to stop, but they didn't listen to her. Again, she told them to stop, but this time louder. Suddenly the boys found themselves unable to move. They were able to talk though and didn't stop from calling her some very nasty names.
But right now, she was on a mission; a mission to find some stuff, specifically; a blank mug and a permanent marker. Annabelle crept slowly down the stairs. She opened a cupboard and pulled a white mug out. There was a black permanent marker on the table. She grabbed it and ran back up to her room with the mug in one hand and the marker in the other. When she was safely in her room with her door shut tight she began to draw on the mug. First, she drew a cake. Then she drew a balloon. She continued drawing birthday themed items until there was no room on the mug left. Annabelle placed the mug on her desk to dry and quickly fell asleep. :MORNING: Annabelle looked at the mug. Suddenly she saw one of the candles go out. But it was just a drawing, right? She must have been imagining things. After all, her birthday was the next day and she was very excited. When she looked closer at the mug to convince herself that nothing was wrong she saw that one of the candles didn't have a flame. She must have forgotten to draw it last night. All day long Annabelle was waiting for the next day because it was her birthday. She was really excited especially because she was going to be 11. Her mother had always told her that 11 was going to be her best birthday. Annabelle thought her mom was just planning something special. Little did she know that it was a lot bigger than her mother having a surprise party.
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Annabelle woke up on July 6th… her birthday! She jumped out of bed and ran into her parent's room.
"Mom! Mom! It's my birthday!"
"So it is, Dear."
"WAKE UP PAT! WAKE UP BEN! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!" Annabelle yelled as she ran down the hallway leading downstairs to the living room. She could hardly eat because she was so excited for her birthday to start. When her father came into the kitchen she ran into his arms.
"Dad! It's my birthday!"
"It is?" he joked. Pat walked into the kitchen and noticed something the rest of them didn't.
"Look everyone!" He shouted, "There's an owl tapping on the window!" Annabelle's mother started squealing.
"I knew you would get in Annabelle!" Annabelle and the rest of the family (except her mom) were very confused as to why there was an owl tapping on the window. While they all wondered, Annabelle's mom opened the window. The owl swooped in and dropped a letter in front of Annabelle. It was addressed to
Miss. Pietas
The Kitchen
375 Park Drive
Redhill
Surry
"Open it! Open it!" said her mother excitedly. Before anyone could do anything, least of all open a letter and read it, Ben came in.
"Good morning Mother. Good morning Father. Happy birthday, Annabelle-Rutna. I see that you're already receiving birthday cards."
"Yeah, Mom is all excited about this one because it was delivered by an ow-" Annabelle replied.
"Yes, yes now hurry up and open it!" Annabelle's mother interrupted. Annabelle opened the letter and two pieces of parchment fell out. The first said;
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall
Dear Miss. Pietas,
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
Headmistress
The next parchment read;
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)
Set 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 an owl OR a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
Annabelle's mouth dropped. She was so surprised that she didn't even flinch when her mother started squealing again.
"I guess we'll go to London tomorrow. I wouldn't want to call off the birthday party!"