PROLOGUE
For the first 11 years of my life I have been raised in a normal wizarding household. Filled with magic, I grew to love it and I waited most impatiently for the day that I turned 11. I wistfully daydreamed of Hogwarts, new friends, being able to perform magic, legendary Quidditch matches and most of all a boyfriend.
There was no mistaking me of belonging to another family, my full lips, big eyes, button nose and round face were all hand me downs from my parents. The only differences were my mother's blonde lashes and my fathers dark black hair. My mom Charlotte has shoulder length blonde hair that's usually pinned back, she also has big light blue eyes framed with long blonde lashes that caught the light perfectly in the summer. She was a short plump woman, like any mother, who loved a clean house and entertaining family/friends. My dad James was a shorter man with balding dark black hair, his eyes were a warm hazel,they were framed with thick dark lashes. He loved Quidditch and played chaser in his day. My older sister Samantha is 4 years older than me and shares my dad's dark hair and eyelashes but my mom's blue eye colour. She is more driven then anybody I know and has her focus occupied by her long-term boyfriend Thomas. We share our famed mischievous smiles and old cat Boots. I have long blonde hair that falls past my shoulder blades. My big bright light blue eyes and dark lashes are hidden behind my glasses. I'm the only one in my family that has them besides my mother's reading ones, I get it from my grandfather.
My whole family was Gryffindor for generations back, although I'm pretty sure we had a Ravenclaw a while back, no one talks about them much though. I wanted to be in Gryffindor more than anything but sometimes I had a nagging suspicion that I wasn't magical at all and I would be a squib. This was of course greatly encouraged by my pranking cousins Fred and George Weasley. I would laugh and tease them back but I would always feel a gnawing pit of unease in my stomach that wouldn't leave for hours after. The spring I turned 11 was the happiest birthday yet, just knowing that I would be going to Hogwarts in a matter of mere months made my stomach fill with butterflies and my heart race. The school year seemed to drag on and I was happy that it was ended, though it was bittersweet to leave all my childhood muggle friends for a 'very prestigious boarding school'. I was happy that two of my wizarding friends, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson, were leaving the muggle elementary school with me. I was relaxing at the Weasley house for the last days of summer, it was only a short walk from ours after all. The twins, Percy, Ron and I were sitting by the pond dipping our feet in the water with Bill, Charlie and Samantha watching us under the shade of the apple trees. It was midday before guests started arriving for a picnic. We greeted them with hugs, kisses, and handshakes before running off with the kids to play a game of ground Quidditch, taking brief, heavily supervised turns on Bill and Charlie's broomsticks. After exhausting ourselves of a rigorous game of hit Percy with the quaffle lead by Fred and George we sat down along the tree line to discuss Hogwarts. The older 3 listened amused to Percy recounted his experiences at Hogwarts.
"Oy shut up Perce before you bore us all to death!" George yawns as Fred chucks the battered quaffle at a very miffed Percy.
We all laugh as the back of Percy's neck turns red and he runs off to 'be with civil people'. We start to recount the day we received our Hogwarts letter.
"We got ours together-" George starts but I cut him off.
"Obviously and I bet you two opened them up together too?" I roll my eyes, they weren't conjoined but they might as well have been.
"Naturally." chimed in a grinning Charlie, ruffing each of their hair up.
"I thought it was a letter for my dad at first." Alicia Spinnet admits embarrassed, pushing back a stray lock of her light brown hair.
"That's okay my sister thought it was from her boyfriend and wouldn't give it to me!" I laugh as Sam blushes and shoves me.
"What about you Angelina?" I ask picking myself up from the ground.
"I was so excited I don't really remember anything!" She replies laughing.
"I wish I got my letter." Ron pouts picking at a patch of dry earth.
"Don't worry only 2 more years ickle Ronniekins!" Fred and George say in union.
Our talk was then consumed of Hogwarts until the adults dragged us away to go to bed. My mind was still buzzing with thought of Hogwarts as I tried to go to sleep. Ah to be at Hogwarts ...
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