The Letter

It was late summer afternoon and the sun was setting causing an orange glow to rest on Breana's face as she layed resting on her trampoline staring up at the purple sky. She knew she would have to go inside soon or she would be bit my mosquitoes and it was always annoying to have those types of bites. She rose off the trampoline did one more back flip then hurried back inside running across the cool patio in with her bare feet. Once she went through the sliding glass back door she entered the kitchen and then proceeded to the stares in the entryway. She hurried up the stairs skipping every other step in the usual fashion that he had always done made a quick left and the top and then locked herself in her room. She always had to lock her door otherwise her sister would come in and snoop around, especially with the type of stuff that Breana had kept in her room.

The type of possessions that she possessed were not that of a normal girl, and that would simply be because she wasn't normal, at least to the eyes of the people around her. This was all simply because she was a witch. She had not known she was a witch until just a few summers ago, which was shortly after she had turned eleven, when she has received a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her parents were just as shocked to find out the news as she was, since they weren't aware of the existence of witches and wizards. Breana was a muggle-born witch (born to muggles or non-magic folk) so it was very odd for everyone in her immediate family to discover a whole new world existed. Her sister, Emily, however did not receive an acceptance letter, but it was for the better. She would not have been the witch type since she was the type of muggle that was only concerned with material ideas. For instance she always wore too much eye makeup and was a cheerleader. Even though she was a flyer she wouldn't be the one fly the way Breana did using a broomstick. Emily didn't even seem to care that her sister was a witch at first she was merely shocked at the idea, but got use to it and didn't even react to no getting a letter. It was like she didn't even notice.

There was the odd predicament of one of them stopping from going to school, while the other stayed, but that was easily solved with the false story of Breana going to a private school. It was also a bit painful to explain to her friends that she was going to a boarding school, where she would not be able to talk to them except by mail compared to email. However, she could still see them in the summer. With the summer Breana took some muggle classes, but they were just to help the act of the boarding school around her muggle friends and the fact that her dad wanted her to still take math and science even if she was going to do something in the magical field.

Once in her room she took bent down and stuck her arm under her bed and reached into the open part of the bottom part of her base mattress and pulled out her copy of Quidditch Through the Ages and began peering trough looking at he broom models. Inside her mattress rested the rest of her magical possessions to kept them hidden for the summer in case one of her sister's many friends came over and saw it. While Breana's spell books and wand lay inside her mattress her trunk rested inside her closet with the her robes and a few other trinkets, which she occasionally fiddled with when she got bored.

As she peered through the book she noticed it was very dark outside and peered at her clock to see that it was already after nine. She quickly got ready for bed and picked up her slender shorthaired black cat with yellow-green eyes up onto her bed. As she stroked Cleo, her cat, she slowly began to fall asleep. Only to wake up early the next morning to the sound of an owl hooting at her window with a letter in it's talons.

The owl was a tawny barn owl with piercing yellow eyes that bore down at the drowsy witch. Breana slowly rose then slid open her window glad that she no longer had a screen on it, which she had removed after her first return from Hogwarts knowing she would be getting regular deliveries from owls and not wanting to deal with getting through the screen somehow. She untied the letter from the owl; he turned his head and then flew away. The envelope was of old parchment with emerald green ink writing out her address, and on the back of it there lay the Hogwart's crest imprinted in harden wax. Inside was the usual announcement for the start of term, September 1st, and that year's book list with only one new one: The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5by Miranda Goshawk. There were two things different about this year's letter though. One was that there was a mentioning about the O.W.L.S. that all fifth years would be taking that year and two was that there was a heavy lump at the bottom of the envelope. It was a shiny shield-shaped badge with a silver border that surrounded the smaller midnight blue shield in the center with the Ravenclaw raven in the center and large silver 'P' on top of the raven, but not covering its head. Connected to the pin on the back was a small strip of parchment that read:

Congratulations on making Prefect, Ms. Jones

Breana just held it in her hand stunned slowing inching her way down to sit on the bed behind her, without moving her eyes away from it. She rubbed her thumb over the 'P' spelling it out with its cool metal coursing through the rest of her hand.

"Prefect..." she managed to breath out. It was a great shock for she couldn't believe she had made it.

Later that night at dinner she showed her parents and they were proud since they could actually understand prefect compared to all the other stuff that Breana had tried to tell them about. While, her parent's admired the badge Emily sat at the table eating her food not really noticing and she swayed her head from side to side due to the headphones, that were playing music way to loud, in her ears. As her sister continue to sing along to the words that only she could hear, Breana told her parents that she would have to go and pick of her school things that week and asked if Emily wanted to go, who simple replied with a nod and then back to sway her head to the beat of the music.

So it was settled the day after next, since she had already gotten letters from her friends inviting her to meet them there that day, they would head off to the Leaky Cauldron in London to enter Diagon Alley. She would get some new basic supplies, her required reading, and some new robes since hers were getting too short. She quickly changed into her pajamas and fell off to sleep a full moon glowing in through her window hours later.

At this light she woke up to a brighter moon than what it should be since her eyes had not adjusted yet. For awhile she admired it as some dogs barked off in the distance and the house's heater could be heard running throughout the ouse. It was clearier easier to notice since it there was not much noise rather than during the day when you forgot it even existed. Soon she grew tired and went back off to sleep.