Welcome to Hogwarts
Chapter 1
A/N: First off, the disclaimer.
I do NOT own Harry Potter or anything related to it. I do NOT own the character Cat Smith. She belongs to BlackCat46. I only own myself. I would say I own my dad's character, but he probably wouldn't take kindly to that.
I'm not familiar with England, so the letter part is not that detailed like it should be. The exact house is kinda vague, but again, it's because I don't know anything really about England. Though I'd love to visit sometime. :)
Now to the story.
"Aaron, you need to help Hermione take Ron to the Hospital wing."
"But Harry-"
"No buts! I need to go stop Snape. Help Hermione with Ron."
"Okay..."
When I woke up, I felt a pounding in my head, that made me squint my eyes in the brightness of the light coming from my window. "Uh, why didn't I close the blinds?" I asked myself, as I sat up in my bed. I checked my clock to see the time. "9:44? Good thing it's summer..."
I jumped out of bed, and quickly got dressed, before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
I found my dad reading a news paper while drinking coffee in a bathrobe. "Morning." I said, as I walked past him, to the bread box on the counter. I put in two pieces of bread in the toaster and set it for two minutes, then I got a bowl and filled it with cereal.
"Good morning." I head him say from behind me. After the toast and cereal were finished, I poured some orange juice and sat next to him. "Happy birthday." I smiled. Today was my eleventh birthday. I'd been looking forward to it for a while now. Finally, I wasn't just some little kid, who didn't know anything. I was finally growing up. "Thanks." I said, before taking a bite of my cereal. "I've got to head to work soon, but I trust you to be here." I glanced up at him, before looking him up and down. "You're going to work in a bathrobe?"
He laughed. "No. I'm getting dressed now." And with that, he drained his coffee, and put down his news paper, before heading upstairs to get dressed for work.
Me and my dad had recently moved to England for my dad's job. I was against it at first, and wanted to stay with my Grandparents in the US, but the idea of going to England grew on me. Besides America and Japan, England was my favorite country. It took a while to get used to living here, five hours later in the day then in America, but it was easy enough. We were only going to be here for a year anyway. And it was summer right now, so I didn't need to worry about school.
I had just finished my cereal and toast, and washed the bowl and saucer, when he returned, now dressed in a business suit. "I'm off." He said. "Kay." I shouted from the kitchen. "Oh, and check the cupboard." He said, before disappearing out the door. I frowned, and walked to the stairs, where the cupboard was, and opened the door, and sitting in the floor, was a single present. I smiled, and picked it up, before closing the cupboard, and going to the living room. I opened it up, being careful to not rip the green bow tie wrapping, and looking into it.
Inside was a single silver colored watch.
I took it out, and saw on the back of it, that it was a Japan brand watch. I smiled. Dad of course knew that I was obsessed with Japan. So he got me this watch. I put it on, and set the time. I sat there for a while, just watching the second hand ticking away. I then heard the sound of the mail slot being opened, and then closed.
That's strange. I thought to myself. A bit late for mail. Dad Already had them on the table.
I went into the hall where the stairs and front door were, and saw a single letter on the floor. I walked over to it, and picked it up. As I did, I saw a weird image on it. A crest with four pieces. A lion. A eagle. A Badger. And a snake.
There was writing under the image as well. In emerald green ink, it read:
Mr. A. Harper.
The second largest room.
Last house on the right.
Surrey.
It's for me?
I turned it over and saw a rather official looking seal on it. It too, had the crest on it. I opened the envelope, and pulled out the letter inside. It too, had the same emerald greed ink writing.
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. Harper,
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 1st September. We await your owl no later then 31st July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
This had to be a joke. A wizard school? Magic? Nonsense! I slung the letter next to me, and was about to throw away the envelope, when I noticed something else inside it.
I pulled it out, and saw it was a item list.
First year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of dragon-hide gloves.
AND THE FOLLOWING SET OF BOOKS:
1. "The standard book of Spells" by Miranda Garhawk
2. "One thousand magical Herbs and Fungi" by Phylhida Spare
3. "A History of Magic" by Bathilda Bagshot
4. "Magical Theory" by Adalbert Waffhing
5. "A beginner's guide to Transfiguration" by Emeric Switch
6. "Magical Drafts and Potions" by Arsenius Jigger
7. "Fantastic beasts and where to find them" by Newt Scramander
8. "The Dark forces: A Guide to Self-Protection" by Quentin Trimble
ALL STUDENTS MUST BE EQUIPPED WITH:
1. One wand
2. One standard size L pewter cauldron
... And may bring, if they desire, either an owl, a cat, or a toad.
Lucinda I homsornicle- Pocus,
CHIEF ATTENDANT OF WITCHCRAFT PROVISIONS
Wow. Someone really went through a lot of trouble to do this prank. I was about to continue with throwing away the list and envelope, but something came over me. I felt like it would be a bad idea to do so. I pulled away from the trashcan, and went back to the couch. I looked over the letter again, then the list. It looked so real. The paper even looked aged. Who would go through this much trouble just to prank someone? Me a wizard? But wizards don't exist. I mean, I wish they did, but they don't. I took the letter and list to my room, where I got dressed, and then re-read them once more. The only thing I could think of was this was for someone else. And it just go the wrong house. But... How did it have MY name on it? And even my room? It must be for me. The only other thing left to consider was that it was real... But... That's impossible... Wasn't it?
A/N: I'm usually terrible at first chapters, but I think this one went great! I am so proud of this!
I'm going to keep posting new chapters of this until Sep1st. Then I will take a break, and get back to it after a few days...
This is dedicated to BlackCat46. My dearest friend, and who helped inspired me to do this story. Thanks Cat! Here's to you!
See you all in the next one. Cheers!