This idea has been stuck in my brain since a very long time. I dreamt most of the part, but the thing is that I've decided to type down all of this stuff.Hope you like my story.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I'm not the creator of that beautiful fantasy world where magic is real. It belongs to Goddess J.K. Rowling.

(Y/F/N) woke up, panting. She had seen a dream in which a crazy black haired woman was laughing with a high-pitched voice. Though (Y/F/N) often saw that woman in her dreams, she quite sure she'd never met that woman. Trying to forget what she saw and following her daily routine, she freshened up in the bathroom, put on her everyday clothes, and proceeded downstairs for breakfast.

(Y/F/N) was from a very rich family. Her father was the President of (C/N), a company which made Electronics. Her mother was from a very rich family too, but she died giving birth to (Y/F/N)...

Anyways, when she reached the dinning hall, instead of food, the table was covered with gifts. TONS of gifts. She couldn't even see the other side of the table.

Uh-Oh.

Looks like it was her father's birthday. And she had totally forgotten about it.

(Y/F/N) panicked - but before she could do anything, her father entered the dinning hall. Smiling, he walked towards her. This wasn't good - this was horrible. She didn't have ANYTHING to give to him. Not even a card! She wasn't prepared -

"Happy Birthday, Princess!" Her father said, hugging her.

Ohhhhh.

It was her birthday.

(Y/F/N) forgot her own birthday.

Brilliant.

"It's my birthday? Gosh. I totally forgot about it." She said, hugging back her father. He chuckled.

"I have a surprise for you. I'll show it to you once you're done eating your breakfast and opening the rest of your gifts. You've also received a lot of birthday cards."

(Y/F/N) advanced towards the table. She opened all the gifts. Most of them were books. Hundreds of books. There were also many dresses (pink, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet, brown, purple, black, white, multicolored - there were ALL types of dresses). Nothing else other than books and dresses though.

Her father gifted her a bookshelf. Nice. Now she could store all these books which might have tumbled over her if she tried to stuff them in other of her bookshelves.

When (Y/F/N) was done opening the gifts, one of the maids brought her breakfast and the mail. She read the cards while munching the toast in her hand. She smiled while reading all of them.

Happy 11th Birthday, (Y/F/N)! Hope you have a wonderful day.

Happy B'day (Y/F/N), let's hope Puberty hits you hard. ;)

Happy Birthday! Hope your day is as amazing as much as you are!

Happy Birthday to my favorite niece! 2 more to become a teen!

And many other greetings were there too. Greetings from grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends, godparents, etc.

Her most favorite card was from her best friend Harry. (Y/F/N) and Harry were classmates for 5 years. They do most of the classwork together.

Harry had written a poem for (Y/F/N).

Within you, I've found the perfect friend,

Someone I know will be there till the end,

And they're not just thoughts I hope will fulfill,

Our moments that will stand forever still.

You saved me from Dudley and his bullying friends,

You changed my mood to happy by the day's end,

You helped me cope up with my homework at school,

You helped in making my temper cool.

Within you, I've found the perfect friend,

A mind that I can comprehend,

A person I see is so much like me,

A mutual relationship so carefree.

Carefree as a child who questions the world,

Carefree as a scream that goes unheard,

Carefree as an adult blessed with a dream,

Carefree as water flowing downstream.

Within you, I've found the perfect friend

With whom I can be real and never pretend.

You've always been someone unique from the rest.

You hold a piece of me no other can possess.

Within you is reason to live every moment in time.

Within you the life I want is always mine.

Within you I have the perfect friend.

With you I see myself till the very end.

(Y/F/N) almost cried.

Because of laughing alot.

Nobody had praised her that much ever before. Harry was overlooking all her bad qualities. But again, no one in the world except (Y/F/N) cared about Harry. His cousin Dudley always kept bullying her, and his aunt and uncle made him do all the household chores, they didn't even ever give him proper food to eat. Poor Harry. Nobody in school talks to him, (Y/F/N) is his one and only friend. Maybe that's the main reason why they both are best friends.

(Y/F/N) decided that she'll frame this poem and hang it in her room. Yeah, that's a great idea.

"Are you done with all your gifts and cards?" (Y/F/N) turned to find her father looking at her.

"I guess so. What was the surprise you were about to show me?"

"Right. Your surprise. Follow me." (Y/F/N)'s father lead her to his office room. He approached one of the paintings, and did something to it which caused it to swing forward to reveal a locker behind it. He turned the mechanism on the locker's door, causing the locker to slowly open up. He took out a small black velvet box from the locker. There was a letter in there too, but (Y/F/N)' father just gave it a weird look and ignored it.

(Y/F/N)'s father approached (Y/F/N), holding out the box in his hands. "Your mother..." He said, taking (Y/F/N)'s hand and wrapping her fingers around the box. "...requested me to give this to you when you turn eleven..."

(Y/F/N) stared at the box. Slowly, she raised her hand and opened it. Inside was a beautiful rose shaped locket, the size of a coin. It was made of pure silver. It was shining - shining so much brightly - that (Y/F/N) could swear it emitted light instead of reflecting it. Each petal of the rose reflected multiple images of her eyes. She delicately took out the pendant, and pocketed the box. She put the necklace around her neck.

Unlike all other pendants (Y/F/N) had ever worn, the pendant and it's chain were warm, and moment she wore it, she felt a warm feeling rise in her chest. Usually, when she wore any other pendant, it's cold surface pressing on her neck sent chills down her spine.

(Y/F/N) smiled at her father. But the minute they made eye contact, (Y/F/N) noticed that her father's pupils were swelling, getting bigger and bigger until there blackness swallowed her whole...

And now (Y/F/N) was in her father's bedroom, where he was holding a baby covered in blankets with his hands. Though he was smiling, tears streaked his face. "(Y/F/N)" he whispered. "(Y/F/N) will be your name."

Before (Y/F/N) new it, she was back and her father was smiling back at her. "Happy Birthday, My baby girl." He said.

Wait.

What did just happen?

Did (Y/F/N) just...

No.

No way.

This couldn't have been possible.

(Y/F/N) just read her father's mind.

-xx-

A few hours later, (Y/F/N) was at the dining table, poking the freshly cut cake piece with her fork. She just couldn't digest the fact that it had really happened. That she'd really read her father's name.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. One of the maids rushed to open the gigantic wooden entrance door. And a few moments later, (Y/F/N)'s father was in the living room, conversing with an old woman. (Y/F/N) however, was excitedly reading the letter that the old woman had given to her.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Dear Miss (Y/L/N),

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagall

(Deputy Headmistress)

"This all must be so very confusing for you..." Said the old woman, who claimed to have arrived from a school called 'Hogwarts'. She said that she was the transfiguration teacher over there, Professor McGonagall. (Y/F/N) quietly listened to everything she said.

(Y/F/N)'s father didn't believe any of the stuff Professor was saying until she smashed one of his antique vases, and then joined it back with her magic wand.

"We don't do this for children who've been brought up by wizard families. But since Miss (Y/L/N) over here is a Muggleborn, one of the staff members of our school had to come and explain everything to her guardians."

After about an hour or so, (Y/F/N)'s father finally agreed to send (Y/F/N) to Hogwarts.

-XX-

(Y/F/N) was in Diagonal Alley, browsing the shops to buy her school equipments. (Y/F/N) was with one of the maids appointed by her father, namely Lisa (who turned out to be a witch). They had bought all the equipments, including a wand. Only (Y/F/N)'s school books were left.

(Y/F/N) and Lisa entered a shop called 'Florish and Blotts' where they were supposed to buy school books for (Y/F/N). (Y/F/N) was awestruck when she entered the shop. The shelves were stacked to the ceiling with books as large as paving stones bound in leather, books the size of post stamps in covers of silk, books full of peculiar symbols, and books with nothing in them at all. Even an uneducated person would have been wild to get his or her hands on some of these.

Though (Y/F/N) had found all the books she needed for school, she still browsed the shop looking for books that might come in handy. Lisa was looking for the books (Y/F/N) would need for Hogwarts. (Y/F/N) strolled around, looking for an interesting book that might come in handy. She noticed a book titled 'Legilimency (Mind Reading) and EVERYTHING you need to know about it', and decided to buy it. She came across many other books on Legilimency, and after selecting a number of them, she stacked them between her hands. It was hard to walk for (Y/F/N) - the books were heavy and she couldn't see over them - they were covering her eyes.

Before she knew it, (Y/F/N) hit someone and she tripped, causing all the books to fall on top of her. "Watch where you're going!" she heard a blonde boy saying, who was probably the one who she pushed by mistake.

"I'm sorry..." She said, standing up and picking up her books.

"Whatever" the boy said. He looked at (Y/F/N) for a moment. Then he turned to look back at the shelves. "Hogwarts too?" He asked.

"Yes" said (Y/F/N).

"My father's buying my books and my mother's up the street looking at wand. Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own brooms. I think I'll bully my father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow. Have you got your own broom?"

"No."

The boy turned to look at (Y/F/N). "Which is your favorite Quidditch team?"

"Uhm...Tutshill Tornados." Said (Y/F/N), quickly reading his mind.

"Mine too." Said the boy. "Know what house you'll be in yet?"

"No, not yet. But I'm interested in Ravenclaw. Slytherin's not bad either, 'cunning' 'ambitious' people get sorted to it, right?" Said (Y/F/N). Professor Mcgonagall had mentioned the houses to her.

"Well no one really knows which house they'll be in until they get there, do they? But I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been - imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

"I guess so." Said (Y/F/N), going through the titles of the books on the shelves.

"What's your surname by the way?" The boy asked. He was mildly getting interested in (Y/F/N), but he wanted to make sure that she's not a muggleborn.

But before (Y/F/N) could answer, Lisa came, saying, "Miss, its almost 12 o'clock. Your father said that you ought to return back home before 12."

"Fine. I need these books too. Then we'll go back home." (Y/F/N) turned to face the boy. "See you at Hogwarts." With that, she walked away.

Draco looked at the girl walk away. She sure did look quite intellectual. Maybe they'd spend some time together if she gets sorted to Slytherin.

"Who was that girl, Draco?" A voice drawled behind him.

"I don't know her name, Father. But she's the first child I've met yet who wants to go to Slytherin. She must probably be a Pureblood, Purebloods are the only ones interested in Slytherin."

"But if she turns out to be a Muggleborn, avoid her. It would be nice if you and your friends bully her and other muggleborns. They might get frustrated and leave Hogwarts."

"Whatever you want, father."

REVIEWS PLEASE! I'm sorry if there are any typos. The first chapter is kind of boring cuz mainly its just an introduction, but I promise it'll get better. I'll post the next chapter on Friday. Until next week.