Chapter 1

I'm A Witch

Up until today, I, Karina Rookworth was a normal 11 year old girl who lived in London, England. I went to a normal, school, had friends and was ready to start 6th grade at John L Hart Elementary School. I was at the top of the class in all subjects and the teachers loved me. I was like the teacher's pet, but no one minded because I was nice to everyone and never did anything bad. I never wished anything bad for anyone. Guys thought I was good looking and most of them had a crush on me and my best friend. Black hair, blue eyes, and they loved me. I was ready to go on with life. But then, one hot August afternoon during summer vacation, everything changed.

The day had started out like normal. Life was good and I was just on the porch sitting in the sun and reading a wonderful book. No one to bother me, and life was awesome. All of the sudden though, my mum came onto the porch.

"You have a letter," she announced. I put down my book and was eager to look at it. I hoped it was from my best friend Elizabeth who had just moved to Scotland. I was sad to see her go, but we keep in touch so she's basically my "far away" best friend. My other good friend is named Amelia and she totally rocks! We have a lot in common and even live on the same street!

"Thanks mum," I replied and I took the envelope from her had. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't from Elizabeth. It wasn't from anyone else I knew either. My heart sank. I was so looking foreword to reading that letter. Sadly, I opened that letter to find the weirdest thing I had ever read in my whole entire life. The letter said,

Dear Miss K. Rookworth,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year. I know that you do not know what this means, but it means that you have magical blood in you and that you are a witch, and a pretty good one at that. At the moment, you may not believe me, since you are muggle-born (which means your parents aren't magic at all) but your parents will get a phone call explaining everything. There is also something else you need to know. That is that you are related to Harry Potter, who is one of the most extraordinary people around, here in the wizarding world. A family tree found in a sealed file at the Ministry of Magic showed proof that you two are related to each other. I know it seems peculiar to hear this, but it's true. Harry has also just been alerted with the news so you should receive a phone call from him in the next couple days. Just so you know, Harry is 15 and is going to be a 5th year at Hogwarts. School begins on September 1st. You will go to platform 9 3/4 and board the Hogwarts Express to get to school. This school is a boarding school and does require uniforms. As headmaster, I personally welcome you to Hogwarts and expect in the first few weeks of your school term you will be asked to come and see me. Again, welcome to Hogwarts!

Sincerely,

A. Dumbledore

Hogwarts Headmaster

I looked at my mum.

"Wow," I said, shocked.

"I guess you've been hit with it too," my mum sighed.

"Too?" I asked.

"Karina, listen," my mum started, "I had a cousin who ended up being a witch even though her parents were muggle. Her name was Lilly and she went to Hogwarts. She then got married to this man named James Potter. They had a son named Harry and then eventually Lilly and James died. I don't know how, as I was in Spain when it happened and that's when I met your father. I thought that no one else in this family would really become a witch and I was sad. I loved seeing Lilly and she showed me a whole bunch of spells. It was cool and I wished I could go to Hogwarts as well. Now I'm glad that you are a witch so you will attend Hogwarts no matter what," my mum finished.

I was silent. Me, a witch? This was crazy!

"So it's true, huh," I replied.

"Yes," my mum said, "Karina, I am so proud of you,"

"Look mum, it sounds so great when you say it, but I really don't like the thought of boarding school. I don't want to leave you and dad and Amelia and Elizabeth. I don't know how I would be able to tell everyone about me being a witch. They would think I'm crazy!"

"I don't know, dear" she said, "you'll just have to tell them,"

"I guess," I replied, "but when?"

"After we get your supplies," she replied.

"Yes mum," I sighed.