Disclaimer- I own the plot and Sadie. JK owns the rest so stop asking!

A/N- reading and PLEASE review when your done! I worked hard on this story and really would be happy if could do that little favor for me.

I sat alone in the dark room; my eyes never left the picture on the table in front of me. It was a picture of me, sitting on the back of a large, sixteen hand, chestnut gelding, named Magic. He had a white strip, snip, and star all in one. I sat upon his back, starring defiantly into the sun. I had no helmet on, but blue short-shorts under blue-green chaps, and a sleeveless white shirt. I remember those days. I sighed as I stood up and looked over my figure in my mirror. I was short for my age. I was also extremely skinny, where to the point of people asking me if I was anorexic. I mean, I wasn't that thin, I weight sixty-seven pounds! I was only eleven at that too. My soft red-brown curls fell down to my shoulder blades and I had the most unusual eyes. My left eye was blue-green, and talking so blue-green it's like the color you would get from a crayon, blue-green. My right eye was silver, like the got-it-from-a-hole-in-the-ground type of silver. I loved my looks.

The doorbell rang from down stairs and my dad called up the stairs to me. I was a very shy person and didn't have many friends. I lunged out of my room and down the stairs at lightening speed, to find myself looking into the blue eyes of a blonde haired women. She wore light purple robes, and had her hair pulled back into a braid.

"Ms. Sadie Dulve." She stated this with a matter-of-fact tone. "This is for you. To find the required items you'll need to go to London , to a pub called the Leaky Cauldron. From there someone will direct you into action."

She said this all very fast and then handed me a thick yellow envelop.

Ms. S Dulve

Next Best Bedroom

39 Drakes Landing

Cokeworth

'Weird way to address a letter,' I thought to myself. No sooner had I sat down when the doorbell rang again. One of my only friends stood there looking a bit confused and happy at the same time.

"Got something to show you," Aggie said happily. She reached into her pocket and pulled a letter just like mine.

"Hey, I got one too!"

"Really? Did you read it yet?!"

"No..."

We went over to my living room and sat down on my couch. I attentively opened it up and pulled it out. What I saw made me want to laugh, but I didn't.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy

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Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore.

(Oreder of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Dulve,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later then July 31.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall.

Deputy Headmistress.

"Tell me this is a joke?" I asked Aggie, turning to her.

"Nope. My mum has a second cousin that's a wizard." She smiled evilly. "I'm just glad I'll know someone when I go. My parents were shocked when I got my letter, But thats so cool that you have wizard blood too because you have double muggle parentage."

"Muggle?"

"Non magic people, But anyways, my parents are taking me Friday to get my stuff so you and you parents can come with us."

"We will, then." My dad had been listening, and I was glad, almost.

"So I can go then, right Dad?!"

"Of course."

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Friday came and went and we returned, exhausted form the long drive to London. I rumaged through my trunk in my room. Everything Was so interesting. My wand was my favorite item. I trifle through my books:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)

By Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic

By Bathilda Bagshot

A Beginners Guide to Transfiguration

By Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi

By Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions

By Ardenius Jigger

Fascinating Beasts and Where to Find Them

By Newt Scamander

The Ultimate Guide to the Dark Arts Protection

By Preston Trembling

When I wan done with them I pulled out my robes. All black, but one. My dress robe was pale yellow and looked good with all my features. I slipped it on and smiled. My hat, my glove, scales, potion ingredients, Astronomy diagram, and my wand. Thirteen inches exactly, beech wood, unicorn tail hair, springy, good for charm work, mahogany in color. I loved it. I knew this was going to be interesting. Me being a witch. I smiled at myself in the mirror thinking, 'Small, cute, and anorexic my eye! I'll show them all! Tomorrow, when I board that train- Well look out Hogwarts, 'cause Sadie's movin' in!'

A/N-I know it's short, but hey, what the heck, I might be a babbler, but not in my stories. I don't want to make it longer by adding non-coherent dribble. So do me a favor and review for me, k? Ciao!!!

~Waldomier~