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Never written before!

The story of SUSAN BONES!!!

Loll I'm sure you believed me there!!!

CHILL people I'm kidding.

This is how Penelope Clearwater discovered Hogwarts.

BEWARE: usually, my stories are "good" in the beginning then suck at the end. Anyway, how it goes, right?

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"Mommy you're not fair! I don't want to go see your sister! She's not nice!" yelled 10 year-old Penelope Clearwater. Penelope looked like a doll: long, curly, golden hair, light blue eyes, rosy cheeks and a small dent in her chin. Nobody would ever guess that she had the temper of a starving lion.

"Fine! Stay here! I just hope you're here when I come back!" said her mother. She clutched her ticket and climbed into the train as it left. When she waved to her daughter, she crossed her arms on her little chest and raised her chin. Mrs. Clearwater didn't care. She would have to learn one day.

Penelope wandered around King's Cross station. People didn't turn around to look at her and that made her angry. Maybe if she screamed people would buy her a sherbert lemon or something like that.

As the "it's not fair!" was going to escape her lips, a rather large family of redheads approached.

"Loaded with Muggles, like every year," said the mother.

"Muggles?" Penelope asked herself. Just then, the eldest redhead vanished in thin air! Penelope, though pricked curiosity, decided to go a little further and not mingle into other crackpot redhead people things especially them who called other people Muggles!

She walked a bit further, but seeing no one and nothing as interesting as the redhead family, decided to come back to her initial spot, but They were gone.

"Where did they all go?" she thought to herself. She leaned on the barrier and went clean through!

"Ow!" she yelped as her body made contact with the wooden platform

An enormous scarlet steam train stood proudly on the tracks. Students in black robes were hanging out of the windows and waving to their parents and younger or older siblings or both and the enormous wheels slowly started turning. Quickly, Penelope hopped on a step as the train picked up more and more speed and went away from the Muggle world. Little did she know that her life would never be normal again.

Penelope strolled in the corridor, searching for an empty compartment. She had taken the train with her mum to see her aunt. The train part she didn't mind: it was the cheek-pinching aunt that disturbed her. She couldn't believe her luck when she fell through that door and found this beautiful red train!

An elderly witch pulling a trolley had stopped at a compartment and people were buying all kinds of sweets with big golden, bronze and silver coins.

"What are those?" Penelope asked, pricked with curiosity once more.

"It's money. You never saw them?" asked the witch as an answer.

Penelope nodded.

"You must be Muggle-born then. Do you want anything off the trolley?" offered the witch.

Penelope nodded again. She picked out a bow of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and offered her a big smile. The witch patted her head grinning and continued her way. She had to find those redhead people and ask them what a Muggle was.

A/N hopelessly short!!! Oh well. sorry for the italics. I like them grins