a/n: Again, this was beta-ed by DaisyDuck95. I was imagining getting a Hogwarts letter (as you do) and thought 'hey, I should write this in a fanfic'. So here it is, the fantasy that I wish would come true in real life, guess this will have to do for now lol :)
"Lark Holmes!"
I woke. The sound of Mums voice echoed through the paper thin walls of the small cottage at Hinkinsons Place. My room was well lit. Quidditch flags and magical moving pictures sprawled across my magnolia wall and my owl, Horace, rattled in his cage. I sighed and got out of bed.
When I was ready, I ran downstairs. Mum was cleaning out the fire place and Dad was sat on the sofa reading the Daily Prophet, a large black-printed heading crossed the front page:
First Year Letters Are Sent!
"Oh my god!" I shouted, unintentionally. "Is that- it can't be- oh my-"
Mum stood up from the fire place, covered in soot and floo powder. She began to smile and then all of a sudden burst into a flood of tears in front of Dad and I. We both sniggered as Mum walked over and gave me a hug, reaching into her apron and pulling out a cream coloured envelope with that famous red sticker on it. She wiped her eyes.
I grasped it in my hands. It was real. It was mine!
I quickly opened it, too excited and to do anything else but think about the contents of this letter. By this time Mum was sitting on the sofa holding Dad's hand, who had now stopped reading his paper and both of them were focused on me.
Without any more words, I ripped open the letter and read it in silence for a minute. No other words could separate me and my letter except the three very magical words that would take me to Diagon Alley, the Great Hall, and Hogsmeade which I'd heard about over my growing years; I got in!
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