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"Dad, Mom, do we have to?" I whined.

"London, you already know that we have to move to London in the United Kingdom because of my job." Dad chuckled. "Ha. London's moving to London."

"And plus, you can always Skype Caroline, Madison, and Liam in the apartment." Mom added as she loaded the last box into the taxi. "That should be it."

We climbed in the back of the taxi that was supposed to bring us to the Detroit Airport. I felt sad that we were moving from my home for 10 years. But, I would be turning 11 tomorrow, finally.

"Well, off to the airport. Say goodbye to Ottawa, Canada, London." Dad said, getting into the taxi with Mom.

"Goodbye, Ottawa, Canada. I'll miss you." I whispered with a tiny wave.

I hopped into the taxi and off we went.

The plane ride took 6 hours and 56 minutes exactly. I measured the time with my old clock necklace. It was the last thing my grandpa gave to me before he passed. Me and him were best buds.

The airport took FOREVER, and when we finally got to the apartment, we unloaded the boxes and put them in the correct rooms.

When we started to unpack, we only did the bedrooms and the kitchen, since we needed somewhere to sleep and to cook food.

Each room took about an hour, so we spent 4 HOURS unpacking and putting junk away. When I finally flopped down onto my bedroom floor, I was too tired and sore to think.

So when Mom and Dad asked me what I wanted to have for dinner, I just said Chinese takeout.

"We'll be back in 20 minutes! Don't unlock the door and stay inside!" Mom called from the door.

"I know!" I shouted back. I heard the door close.

After a few minutes, I finally decided to move… onto my bed with my Apple laptop. I scrolled through Tumblr after a while, then switched to Pinterest, and finally Skype to see if any of my friends were on. Thankfully, Caroline was. I put on a smile after she accepted my call.

"London!" she screeched. I pretended to wince.

"Watch the voice, Caroline!" I said. She rolled her eyes.

"Oh stop it! Anyways, how's London, UK? Meet any hot British boys? Or have you drank some quality England tea?" Caroline questioned with a terrible British accent. I laughed.

"It's fine. But no and no to your other questions. I haven't even met anyone yet."

"Well, at least try to get out there and sight see. I heard that London has some wonderful landmarks. And take some photos for me! I only need a few more for my collage."

I bowed in front of the laptop. "Of course, my queen. Your every wish is my command." I said sarcastically. "Anyways, how are things with Adam?"

Caroline blushed before speaking. "I finally got him to ask me to a football game!" she squealed.

"Nice!" I said, giving the computer screen a high five. Just then, I heard the door open with a soft bang.

"London, we're home!" from my parents.

I turned back to the computer screen. "Sorry, Caroline. I gots to go eat some good Chinese food."

"Okay. Bu-bye." Caroline said.

"Bye." I clicked to get out of the Skype call.

"Come on London! The Harry Potter Weekend is on Freeform!" True to their words, Hedwig's Theme floated up the stairs and into my bedroom.

"Coming!" I yelled.

But, being the clumsy me, I fell down the stairs while trying to skip steps on the way down. Yay, fun.

"Oof!" I quickly get up, dust myself off, and race into the living room.

"I HEARD THE SONG OF MY PEOPLE." I shout, throwing myself onto the couch in between Mom and Dad. They gave me my Chinese food with a smile, and then we watched Harry Potter weekend.

We watched Philosopher's Stone, Chamber of Secrets, and Prisoner of Azkaban before Mom said to go to bed, since we had to finish the living room, guest bedroom, and the bathrooms tomorrow.

I woke up with a yawn, sat up, and immediately laid back down. I heard Mom yell up the stairs,

"London! Chocochip waffles!" Hearing that, I shot out of bed and raced down the stairs, not tripping down the stairs this time.

I burst into the kitchen, my stomach grumbling with hunger. Dad served me some waffles in the shape of a 11.

"Aw, thanks dad!" I said through a mouth full of waffles.

"Chew with your mouth closed London!" Mom chastised me. I glared at her. "Anyways, you got a letter in the mail today. I don't know what it is though" She slid it over to me. I opened it and read:

To:

London Sorrow Moon

567 Chickadee Avenue

London, United Kingdom

34215

2ND BEDROOM on the LEFT (AN: Not a real address. I think. Sorry if it is. \_('-')_/)

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

HEADMASTER: Minerva Mcgonagal

Dear Ms. London Moon,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

since you have turned eleven years of age and have the necessary talents.

Enclosed, you will find a list of a list of all the necessary equipment needed.

They can be found at Diagon Alley.

Term begins on September first.

We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagal

I looked up at my parents. "It's an acceptance letter for Hogwarts." I stated slowly. "And you didn't send it."

Dad started to protest. "Of course we did, swee-"

"No you didn't," I interrupted. "I can tell by the looks on your faces."

They gulped.

"To The Leaky Cauldron, we go!" I declared.

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