A.N: This story isn't mainly about the Potter kids, although they will play big roles in it, but the protagonist is a totally new character.

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, AND DO NOT EARN PROFIT FROM THIS FICTION!

Sorry for every grammatical, spelling and composition errors ahead too. I do not have much experiment writing novels in foreign languages.

Sorry for these first chapters too, they're quite bumpies. I promise I'll try to make the later chaps, a bit zippier.

Mary Maclean was a completly average 11-year-old girl. She was short for her age, but just a little bit. She had long golden blond hair, and big, blue, sincere eyes. She lived with her parents, in a small town, not far from Glasgow. She was a quite good student, and she had a lot of friends…in her dreams. The truth is Mary was everything, but usual. Almost everyone of her classmates, even worse a lot of the teachers in the school had though she was queer fish. But what was really hurt her is that everybody, -even bullies- were afraid of her. Why? That's need some explanation. It was ostentatiously often to happen something weird around Mary. For once, in the school's luchroom, she was pushed away from her meal, and down from the pew, by an elder girl, who had hurt and humilated her sometimes before already. This time Mary's head was bumped so painfully onto the floor from the push, she almost passed out. Because of that she didn't really remembered what've happened in the next few seconds, but when she pulled herself together she saw the girl stuck under the table, which somehow lost it's legs. No, they were not broken, they were missing, like they never had existed. At another occasion she somehow turned her con into a big lizard, which run along on the arm of her teacher.. It happenned when she –who in a matter of fact was the sister of her mother, but they hadn't talked a word in fifteen or so years- wanted to give her an expostulatory for some ridiculous reason. Since her aunt-teacher feared every reptile deadly, she fainted, and spent the next three days in hospital, because she got a „shock". Fortunately nor the girl, nor her „aunt" had been really hurt, just rather scared. Besides these two, she had a lot of other strange incidents around her, but just smaller ones. Then she sometimes saw things nooneelse could. A griphin in the sky, strange, skeletal winged horses tooking off from woods, etc. And finally something that really scared even her. She understood snakes. She realised it in the Reptile House of London Zoo, when when she and her parents went to the capital for a vacation, when she was nine. She had never mentioned it to anybody. By that time she had learnt she rather should keep things like this in secret. She didn't know what's wrong with her, but she was sure about something: she wasn't nuts.

So this is how things were around her two months after her eleventh birthday, when she got that strange letter. It was the 1st of July, and her mother sent her out to take the mails. While she was walking back from the garden to the house, she run through them. Bill, bill, a letter from her Granny, a postcard from her Uncle and a vellum envelope, with a weird crest on it. It was prseed by green tin, and it was a capital H, in the ring of a lion, a badger, an eagle, and a snake. And the recipient was Miss. M. Maclean. She opened it.

Hogwarts

School of Witcthcraft and Wizardry

Headmistress: Prof. Minerva McGonagall

Dear Miss Maclean!

We are glad to inform You, You've been entranced to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We have enclosed the list of required textbooks and equipments.

One of our colleagues will visit You on the 1st of July at 10 o'clock PM, in order for a personal verification.

The school year will start on the 1st of September. Please sent us an owl, until the 31st of July.

Your sincerely:

Filius Flitwick

Deputy Headmaster

Mary stared at the letter. First she though it must be some kind of idiotic joke. She glanced around, but she couldn't see any sign of the pranksters. She read the letter again. School of Witchcraft…could those weird things she caused, had been magic? Nah. It must be a bad joke. However she didn't throw the letter to the litter. She went back to the house, and asked her parents:

- Ohm, Mum, Dad, I received a strange letter.

- What kind of? – her father asked.

- It's reputedly from a place named Hogwarts.

- What?

- Weird isn't it? Wait 'til you hear the whole name: Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

- Let me see it! – her dad asked. Mary gave it to him.

- Have you ever heard about it? – Mary enquired.

- Not a word. I think this is just a hoax.

- I though that as well, but what if it's true? That would explain all those weird things.

- Hey, hey slow down. Don't belive this for the first words. If it really just a hoax, I sware I'll make the prankster pay. I say let's see, if that guy really appears. When? Ten o'clock at night? Are they crazy? Now I'm sure it's a joke.

- Maybe they have to go to many places. – Mary's suggested.

- Yeah, maybe.