Ch.1

A Letter Arrives

Hello those of you who have decided to read this! Harry deserved this sort of life, so I hope you enjoy. All characters belong to our Queen J. K. Rowling, and the letter is word for word out of the book, so this disclaimer is too make sure I am not plagiarizing. Seriously guys I am super worried, please I am really not trying to plagiarize!

June 6th, 1991

In the small neighborhood of Godric's Hollow there sat a rather charming house, in which lived a family called the Potters. The house was white with red trimmings, and had big glass front windows, and three small windows at the top. In this house lived one James Potter, a tall man in his thirties with black hair that stuck up everywhere, a kind smile, and a handsome face. His wife Lily Potter had long dark red hair, was a bit shorter, and her eyes were a bright brilliant green. Their son Harry had his dad's trademark messy black hair, with his mum's brilliant green eyes. Luckily for him, he had inherited his mother's kind and caring disposition with his father's mischievous side. He was going to be a handful at school…

"Mum wake up, I got my letter!" screamed an excited Harry Potter.

Lily chuckled to herself as she listened to her son. "He must be so excited to go to Hogwarts. And who can blame him?" said Lily to herself. Harry Potter had just received a letter to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The letter said:

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 Mr. Potter,

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*

"Now then James, we still have to decide whether or not we should send Harry to Hogwarts, don't we?" Lily asked her husband, a teasing twinkle in her eye.

"Yes dear, as you know this is a very important decision!" responded James happily.

"Mum and Dad, stop it, I know I am going!" whined Harry. The family laughed and sat down to a breakfast of toast and jam, eggs and bacon. As they ate they planned a trip to Diagon Alley to get all of Harry's school things.

The Weasley Household

Far away in a small village, a separate wizard had just received his Hogwarts letter. Ronald Weasley had red hair and freckles, and was still growing up, as are most eleven year old. He was a bit of an embarrassment to his older brothers, but all siblings tend to be embarrassments to their other siblings. His older brothers Fred and George were downstairs, waiting in excitement for their mother, Molly, and her excellent cooking. As they ate Ron began to chatter about his trip to Hogwarts.

June 13th, 1991

Harry Potter stood in his living room by his fireplace, getting ready to floo to Diagon Alley. His mother went into the fireplace first, and after she had disappeared in green flame, Harry stepped in. After stepping out in the Leaky cauldron, he was just bursting to start. The first place he and his family went was Gringotts Bank to get some money.

The family then went to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream shop. Harry and James sat enjoying chocolate ice creams with chopped nuts, while Lily ate her vanilla and raspberry sundae. That was when Harry spotted his uncles, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Sirius was tall and handsome in a rugged way, with shoulder length black hair, and a kind face. Remus had short brown hair, scars covering his face, and a little gleam in his eyes.

"Moony, Padfoot, how's the married life?" asked James while getting up to hug them both.

"It is treating us just fine Prongs. Ah Lily how are you?" asked Remus, his eyes crinkled in a smile.

"Fine thank you for asking Remus!"

"And how has my favorite nephew been?" asked Sirius ruffling Harry's hair.

"Great Padfoot! I got my Hogwarts letter!"

"Minerva is not going to know what hit her", chuckled James.

The family, plus the uncles, went on to get all of Harry's supplies before coming to Ollivander's Fine Wands Shop.

"James! Lily! How are you my dears? Here to get a wand for Harry?" asked Ollivander, "Do you still have your wands?"

Harry felt like he must have been here for hours trying out different wands.

"Hmm… What about this one Mr. Potter?" asked Ollivander pulling down a holly and Phoenix feather wand, 11 inches long, nice and supple.

Harry waved the wand and felt red and gold sparks surround his head and a warm sensation in his fingertips.

"That's the wand then! How very curious?" said Ollivander to himself.

"Excuse me, but what is curious?" asked Harry with Lily smiling softly behind him.

"It is curious you should be destined for that wand, when this particular Phoenix gave just one other feather to the wand of Lord Voldemort. Your parents fought so hard against him, and narrowly escaped him thanks to Sirius, and yet you need this wand."

As the family left Diagon Alley they were all mulling over the wand. But thoughts of that we're soon forgot when they began to discuss Harry's parents school life.

*This entire letter is J. K. Rowling's intellectual property from the first Harry Potter book. I do not own this, nor did I write it.

I know this chapter was a little slow, but I promise things will speed up! Until next time!