(A/N: Hi there, this is my first Fan Fic so don't judge too harshly. Bye!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of J.K. Rowlings characters.
Dear Miss. Edwards,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry…
A, petite, young girl's hands shook with excitement as she read the rest of her letter; her eyes anxiously reading the rest the rest of it. After finishing the letter with little trouble, the small girl let out a loud whoop of joy as she ran to tell her mother the good news.
The girls name was Diana Edwards.
Diana was a small girl, roughly four feet in height, with wavy, long, dark brown hair, a rosy complexion, and pale pink lips.
Though slightly small for her age, the eleven year-old girl was very pretty, but you'd never see her saying that.
Diana was always under the impression that she herself looked like a midget crossed with a stick person.
In fact the only thing she really likes about her physical appearance was her eyes.
Unlike her ordinary, boring, straight hair, her eyes were special and unique.
Shimmering like sapphire pools, Diana's eyes seemed to complete her face, giving her a look of scholarly intellect and understanding.
Though at the moment, Diana was paying her appearance no heed.
There was only one thought going through her mind…
I've been accepted. I'm going to Hogwarts. I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS!!!
Now Diana, though she looked it, wasn't a normal girl.
At least not by muggle Standards.
Diana Edwards was a Witch!
And she had just been accepted into one of the finest wizarding schools in Europe, Hogwarts!
Diana was thrilled to say the least.
She couldn't wait to study magic.
She walked into the kitchen of her small two-story home and came face-to-face with her little sister Emily who was sitting at the table, eating breakfast.
"Morning Em" said Diana coming in and grabbing a piece of toast.
"M-m-m-morning, Di" yawned Emily sleepily, her short, curly, brown hair all over the place on her head.
"Hey have you seen mum," Diana asked casually.
"Yeah, she's upstairs. What do you want with her away?"
"Oh nothing," said Diana.
"Just to show her… This!"
She held up her Hogwarts letter proudly so Emily could see it.
The reaction was instant.
Emily's olive-green eyes widened, all sleepiness forgotten, and she started talking
a mile-a-minute.
"Oh-my-gosh Di, I can't believe it, your actually going aren't you. Let me see your letter. Looks really official, can I hold it? When are you going school shopping, can I come?"
"Calm down Em" said Diana, clearly amused by her little sister's antics.
"I haven't even told mum yet"
"Tell me what, dear," her mother, Sarah Edwards, asked as she came down the stairs.
Diana's mother was very petite woman, with shoulder-length blond hair and olive-green eyes that seemed to always see just what Diana was feeling 24/7.
"Guess what," said Diana in a sing-song voice.
"What," asked her mother playing along.
"She's been accepted into Hogwarts" said Emily in a matter-of-fact tone, before her older sister could speak.
"Emily" groaned Diana, "I wanted to tell her"
"Never mind Hun" said her mother.
"Now show me your letter."
She showed the letter to her mother and jumped for joy.
Smiling at her daughter's excitement Sarah scanned over the letter the letter and said, "Well it looks like you have, I'm so proud of you Ana."
"Thanks mum," Diana said blushing.
"But what do they mean by owl your reply back," asked her mother curiously.
Diana's mother, unlike her father was a muggle, (a non-magical person) so she didn't know much about the wizarding world.
"It means we have to send a reply back with the owl that brought it," explained Diana like it was obvious.
"Oh" said her mother dumbly.
Diana loved her mother, but some times was amazed at how little she knew about magic.
So after sending her reply, saying that she was going, Diana got ready to go to her father's house to tell him the good news.
Diana's father, unlike her mother, was a wizard.
Though Diana herself had only found out this news when she was eight.
When Diana's father married her mother, he had no intentions in telling her about the magical world.
And when they divorced when Diana was six and a half he still hadn't told her.
Actually the only reason her dad eventually did tell the family his secret was only because she had preformed accidental magic…
Flash-Back
It was mid afternoon on a hot day in July.
Diana, who was eight at the time, was playing in the backyard of her mother's house while her mother was inside cooking dinner and Emily, five at the time, was at a friend's house.
While she was playing, however, she didn't notice the next-door neighbor's mad Doberman was breaking free of the chains that connected him to his house, that is, until it was too late.
Suddenly Diana whipped around when she heard a large bang.
It took her a minute to register what happened at first, but then she noticed part of the fence destroyed and heard a low, mean growl behind her.
Diana gasped her eyes wide with terror as she turned around to face a very angry, vicious Dog behind her.
Growling cruelly, its' hackles raised, the dog slowly backed the young girl into a corner, cutting off all her routes of escape.
Diana was trembling, too petrified to even call scream.
She whimpered softly as the dog growled again.
The huge beast was coming closer and closer, until it was just a foot away from the cowering eight-year-old.
Finally finding her voice out of fear, Diana started to shriek and scream as if her life depended on it, which it probably did.
Suddenly her mother came bursting out of the house running straight towards her daughter at full-speed.
"Honey are you okay, I heard you scream..."
Her mother's voice died away as she saw what her daughter was cowering from.
Time stood still for, what felt like to Diana, about five minutes.
Then, without warning, the massive dog pounced, jaws wide, fangs gleaming maliciously.
Diana let out a blood curling scream and instinctively shielded her face with her hands waiting for the pain of the impact.
Surprisingly, however, it never came.
After a few moments Diana shakily lowered her hands and looked around.
There was no dog.
She looked around the yard for it, but it was gone.
Where could it have gone?
Suddenly, she was brought out of her musings when she heard a barely audible squeak coming from underneath her.
Squatting down on the earth and reaching her hand into the grass, Diana felt something small and furry.
She picked it up and brought it up to her face to find she was holding a small mouse with the oddest coloring she'd ever seen.
It was the same black and brown coloring of the Doberman.
Before her mind could register anything else, Diana heard a soft thump as her mother promptly fainted.
No long after this, there was the noise of at least 4 or 5 loud bangs as strange people just appeared it her house, literally.
The introduced themselves as the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad (AMRS) and quickly revived her mother.
They were pretty nice, except they asked the weirdest questions.
What the heck was a muggle?
Wizards and witches don't exist, or do they?
The weirdest part is when her father suddenly burst in and started talking to the AMRS like he already knew what they were talking about.
She was of course relieved to see a familiar face in all this chaos and confusion, but was utterly dumbstruck that her father seemed to know these things.
Soon her sister was also there because her friend's mother had dropped her off when her mum hadn't shown up.
She was just as clue less as Diana was at the time, and once Diana told her sister all she new about the situation, Emily was just as astounded as Diana
In about a half an hour the squad, with the help of her father, managed to find out what happened, fix the broken fence, and turn the mouse back into the vicious Doberman it originally was.
Only this time it was tied to a stronger chain.
Finally, at about 4:00 the squad left leaving her father with his very confused wife and daughters.
For about two hours, her father explained about the wizarding world, his world, and soon to be Emily and Diana's world also.
He told them about the wizarding communities of Britain, The Ministry of magic, specifically his job as head of The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Beast Division, and Hogwarts, a top-notch school Diana and Emily could go to learn magic, where her father had gone.
At first, Diana's mother was furious with her father for not telling her that he was a wizard, but she was too fascinated by the information her ex-husband was giving her to stay mad for long.
Diana was astounded and delighted to learn of this "other world."
She had always come to believe magic was unreal, and that it was poppycock to even think such frivolous things at a certain age.
Finding out that Magic was real made her insides swell with joy, and she could tell from her sister's expression that Emily was having the exact same feeling.
But, out of everything her father had just told her about the wizarding world, what fascinated her most was Hogwarts.
A place to learn magic, that almost welcomed the thought of going to secondary school, or school in general .She wondered what kinds of magic there were, she was determined to try her best at all the subjects.
Her father, for some reason, told her she probably would do well in transfiguration, whatever that was.
The only thing really disappointing about Hogwarts, was the fact that she wouldn't get to go until she was eleven, and to and eight-year-old 3 years seemed like forever.
Of course Diana's father also explained that there was also such a thing as dark magic, and that it was dangerous, never to be tampered with.
Diana took this warning surprisingly very serious for someone her age.
She figured that if there was a world were the great things of the muggle world were made ten times better, the bad things of the muggle world there would be magnified ten-times worse.
But Diana respected this newfound ability of magic and didn't even need her father to prove its existence by showing it to her, though her mother and sister did.
Deep down she'd always known that it had existed, or hoped anyway.
When their family talk ended and Diana's father had left, promising to tell her and Emily more about the wizarding world later, Diana went to bed that night in a state of wonder.
End Flash-Back
Diana had just finished loading up her suitcase to go to her father's house for the week when Emily's voice coming from downstairs.
"Time to go, Di. Dad's here."
"Coming" Diana shouted and she hauled her suitcase out the door and down the stairs.
reaching the bottom landing and hitching up her suitcase, she entered the kitchen to find Emily and her father waiting for her.
"Finally" muttered Emily as her older sister came into the room.
"Hello dad" greeted Diana cheerfully.
"Hello Diana" said her father casually.
Her father was a tall man, a trait Diana obviously didn't get, with Dark brown hair, slightly graying, and Hazel eyes.
All of the few wizards and witches Diana had met in the three years she knew her father was a Wizard had always told her that she looked like a young, female version of her father, except for the eyes which were truly unique no one in the family had any hint of blue in their eyes.
Every time her father heard one of these comments he would say "let us hope she has my brains to when she goes to Hogwarts."
Diana's father was a very smart and intellectual man, and always favored anyone with a good clever mind.
Diana was suddenly interrupted from her thoughts as her sister spoke again.
"Come on Di. We gotta go"
Okay, okay, I'm coming!"
"We're taking a portkey this time" said her father.
He then took a handkerchief out of his pocket, put it on the table, took out his wand and said "Portus" quietly under his breath.
The handkerchief glowed blue for a moment, then went back to normal in a matter of seconds.
"You know the drill" said her father.
"Just put your hand on the portkey when I say so."
Diana and Emily said a quick goodbye to their mother the proceeded towards the port key gripping their suitcases tightly.
"Three… two… one… Go" said her father as he and his two daughters touched the handkerchief at the same time.
Diana felt a familiar tug at her navel as she traveled by port key to her father's house.
And she couldn't wait to tell her father the good news.