This just came to me, most of the thing in this story have really happened and the main characters are real too. The only difference is that I don't have a dad.

We all know what it was like for Harry and his friends, but what about the others that where there? What about some of the other students? This is the story of Crystal and her friends, the ones Rowling forgot.

The ones Rowling forgot

(Chap 1: She's a witch!)

Crystal sighed. She lay, sprawled out on the bed, her wavy, dark hair spread out on the red pillow. Her cola-black eyes caught the fire from the lit candle by her bedside. The walls of her room where black and midnight-purple, looking like the moon was just coming up with it painted in a hazy white, the painted tombstones seemed to catch the moonlight. The foot and headboard of the bed liked like two huge tombstones. Her skin was white, stark against the black and red quilt. She listened.

Silence.

Her parents where always arguing now. The used to be so happy together, but for the past few years, things had been going topsy-turvy. "Crystal." she heard her mother call.

"Angel, can you come down here please?" Her dad asked.

Slowly she walked down the stairs, her black nightgown almost made her sink into the shadows. She came into the living room to see her mum and dad sitting on the sofa, on the coffee table in front of them was a big, black owl. In it's golden beak was a letter. It stick it's head out to her, as if asking her to take the letter. She took it. It was addressed directly to her. It was sealed with wax, the symbol was some sort of bazaar crest. She opened it, and read out loud :

Dear Miss Johnson,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Congratulations." Allan, her dad, smiled, hugging her.

"What's going on?" crystal's voice was a little shaky.

"This is what we've been arguing about for the past few years. Your dad wanted to tell you, but I wasn't sure. But it looks like we have to. Were not humans. I'm a witch." Her mother explained calmly.

"And I am a wizard."

"What?!" Crystal couldn't believe it. She had always believed in this sort of stuff, but she never even thought about the possibility that her family might be magical. "So why didn't you tell me before?"

"We didn't know whether or not you where able to do magic. It sometimes happens. But now your going to go to Hogwarts. If you want, we can move to the wizarding world." Dad suggested.

"We can get jobs that we can actually do! I've always wanted to be a Quidditch coach." Helen, Crystal's mum, sighed. Crystal didn't know what Quidditch was, but she thought she would find out later. She read the letter further.

There is further good news as your friends, Adam, Conner, Karl, Sam, Emma and Ryan have also been accepted into the school. They will meet you at the end of your train journey. There is a list of things you will need. I look forward to seeing you soon.

Yours sincerely,

Albus Bumbledoor

She looked at the back of the letter. There was a list of things, like a wand, a caldron, and so on. "Where am I going to get this?"

"Looks like you need more animals now. When we went to school, all we needed was an owl, but not they need a family owl, or one of there own, and now there recommending witches have familiars. Why are cats to important now?" Allan ranted.

"Well if it's what's best for my daughter you'll just have to put up with it. And besides, we have the money. All we need to get is a cat and an owl. She has her corn snake. We need to get down to London."

"Why?"

"You'll see." they winked and told Crystal to start packing