May Littlestone was on the floor. Luckily enough, not for long. Only for about a second. This had been due to jumping down the large flight of stairs her home had, which was not recommended in the slightest.

"Get the hell outta my way!" she practically screamed at the door as she shoved it open (bruising her elbow in the process) and she collapsed into the armchair at the end of the room.

Laptop now on her knees, she grinned as she pulled up the lid. One might wonder why she had gone on her computer as suddenly as she had. The answer was, that it was now five O'clock. May rarely cared to explain how her parents had noticed her excessive internet usage, and for a year now had only let her on her laptop at and after this time. Until ten, that meant she had five hours. Those five hours meant more to her than they should. Her lack of computer in the morning had been meant for her to get out and socialise, both of which she didn't plan doing any time soon.

Unfortunately, she barely had time to open Google when the familiar sound of the doorbell echoed through the house.

Mother at work, father in the shower upstairs... Dammit. That meant she had to get the door... In the moment she got up, May seriously wished she had siblings. Hobbing grumpily though the corridor, she yanked the door open.

"What do you- Huh?"

In front of her was a tall, somewhat intimidating looking woman in sweeping emerald robes and dark hair scraped up into a bun. "Hello, Miss Littlestone. I am Professor Minerva McGonagall, and I am here to introduce you to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry."