Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not my creation. I was not the one stuck on a train, poor, when I came up with the idea of an orphan boy, and a magic school.
A/N: So, this is Hermione's entry into Vicky's contest.
I sigh contently as I lay in my bed. I can't help but smile, as I remember my day. A strange occurrence happened today. I've never seen anything like her! A witch came. A real one, wearing flowing robes, and with glasses, and she carried a wand. Her wand was about 16 inches, and wooden. She said I could get a wand, too.
I can't believe that I can get a wand. I can't believe that I, too, am a witch. I will wear robes, and not be looked at like I am strange. I have magical abilities. Me! Hermione Granger, the boring know-it-all with bushy hair and big teeth, that no one likes; the girl who doesn't have any friends, except for my parents.
The fact that I don't have friends in my school doesn't matter. That's because I won't be going to school there anymore. I am going to go to the school that the woman, Professor McGonagall, works at. She is the Deputy Headmaster, and Transfiguration teacher, at my new magical school, called Hogwarts. Transfiguration sounds fun. I think it has something to do with taking one object and changing it to another.
Professor McGonagall says that, as a First Year, I'm going to be taking Potions, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, History of Magic and Herbology. They don't even have normal classes, at all. That surprised me, but it doesn't matter. I know I will do extremely well, anyway.
I can't wait to start studying. I have to get all of my books, as well as a wand, robes, and a cauldron, in a magical location. It's called Diagon Alley. I am really excited to go. Maybe I'll meet some kids, who are also going to Hogwarts.
As excited as I am to have a fresh start, I'm also a little sad, and very scared. I have to go and live at Hogwarts the whole year. I am going to really miss Mom and Dad, and they are going to miss me, too. I don't think they are as happy about this news as I am. They don't know what to make of magic being real, but they will get use to it, I am sure.
I am scared, because I have absolutely no idea what to expect from magic. There are going to be a lot of experiences that I don't know anything about. But, as always, I will do my best to succeed. I just hope I may friends.
My parents said that we might very well go to Diagon Alley tomorrow, so I fall asleep, with a smile on my face, and dreams of magic in my head.
A/N: What do you guys think? This took me a few rewrites, but I'm happy with it. I particularly love that last line.
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