Hey! So here's chapter one! Please rate and/or review...I would really appreciate it! ... Anyways... I'm going to make the story in third person, which is kind of a new thing for me. I actually decided after I was done writing this chapter, and I just changed it to fit into third person...so sorry if in some random places it says "me", I must have missed them haha :)

Well.. here we go!

CH. 1 - THE LETTER

"Allie! Come here!" Justin yelled up the stairs to Allie. She groaned and rolled out of her low to the ground 'bed'. All it really was, was Justin's old box spring and mattress. It felt like sleeping on the ground, but she knew what that felt like, and this was definitely much better.

"Coming!" Allie yelled to her older brother, almost tripping down the stairs,"What Justin?"

"Can you get the mail today? I gotta get this paper written." he asked. Wow. He looked terrible. Like he hadn't slept in days. He had a sleepy look on his face and when he got up to get water, he moved like he was eighty. This paper must be really important, because he never spent this much time on anything before.

"Yeah, I guess." she replied, going to the door, slipping on some flip flops, putting on a grey and pink sweatshirt, grabbing the mail key, and walking out the door.

She went down to the main building, and found box number 3910, jabbed the key in the lock, and opened the box. Inside there were six letters, which she shuffled through as she shuffled home.

"Justin, Justin, Justin, Justin, Justin, To the Reside- ehh, junk." she mumbled. Just like always, there was nothing for her. Not once in her life had she gotten any mail. Not for her birthday, not for Christmas, Valentines day. Nothing. Ever. She felt like no one even knew she existed, besides her brother of course.

She pouted back to the apartment and through the front door. She kicked off her shoes angrily and hung the key back up on the door while tossing the mail on the ground. Justin looked at her with a look on his face that clearly had a look of confusion and drowsiness on it. Allie just glared back at him and stomped off to her room. She flopped on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Being 11 wasn't fun at all to her. School was boring, she couldn't do stuff on her own with her non-existent friends, her brother didn't trust her alone; even if it was only while he went to the store, and why would anyone care about some dumb preteen?

Allie heard the slow, heavy footsteps of a tired, twenty year old man coming up the stairs, advancing in her direction. The steps stopped and he casually knocked on the open door to get Allie's attention. She didn't bother to pull her head out of her pillow to look at him. She hoped he would just go away.

"Hey. What's up?" he asked. She sniffed and didn't answer. "Come on Allie. Why are you acting like this?"

"I didn't get any mail" She mumbled into her fuzzy, yellow pillow that matched the rest of her room. Justin tried to figure out what she said, but only came up with something about a pail.

"Hey Al. I can't hear you." Justin claimed. He went and sat at her side and rubbed her back. Allie pushed off the unwanted hand, Iooked at him with tears forming in her eyes and exclaimed "I didn't get any mail!"

"Oh, Allie. Hey, you don't have to get upset. It's just post."

"No Justin. You don't get it. I've never gotten mail. Ever. And I just- it makes me feel like no one knows I exist." She asserted. He sighed and went back downstairs. Just got up and left. He obviously didn't think this was important. Allie flipped back over onto her stomach and buried her head into the pillow again.

A few minutes passed when Allie heard more footsteps. She groaned angrily and screamed at him to go away. He didn't listen, and he kneeled down in front of her.

"Hey. I have something for you." Justin whispered softly. Allie looked at him and saw through the blurry tears, he was holding a letter.

"Fo-for me?" She asked, wiping away tears that had formed in her eyes, not from knowing she's never gotten mail, but from the thought of her brother being too tired or busy to care about her.

"Yeah, but after you read it. I have some explaining to do." he said, sitting in the old, gray, wooden chair in the corner with the yellow cushion. He left her to open and read the letter on her own. She sniffed and read the address on the front of the cream colored envelope. Written on it in a neat scrawl was;

Mrs. A Finch,
The Smallest Bedroom,
3910, 5th Avenue,
New York City,
New York

She turned it over, confused as to what is was. It was sealed on the back with a wax seal that had an "H" stamped into it. She carefully opened the envelope and pulled out a slip of paper. It read;

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Surpreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards

Dear Miss Finch,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary supplies and equipment.
Term begins September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

She gasped as she re-read the letter over and over again, trying to figure out what kind of joke this was. Then she found the messy signature that looked nothing like Justin's handwriting, so she decided it was legitimate and tried to make sense of it. Not having any luck she asked, "Justin? Wha-what is this?".

He sighed and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. "That came a few days ago while you were in school. I thought I wasn't going to give it to you, but they kept coming. The sender - McGonagall - was obviously determined to let you in the school. I realized, you needed to know what it was."

"Know what Justin? That I'm a witch? That's obvious from the letter." Allie protested. She still couldn't quite believe this was all real, so she pressed more,

"Well, yeah. But that's not the only thing-" Justin started, but he was interrupted by the random ranting of his little sister.

"But- this is insane Justin! Why me? I mean, why wasn't it that kid next door? Or that one girl in the building across from us? Hmm?" she questioned. This was all one big lie to her so far. There were hundreds- no thousands of other kids in New York, so why was it her who was chosen?

"Well, they found magical potential with you, so they sent you the letter." Justin said matter-of-factly.

"Who?" Allie asked, confused.

"Well, Hogwarts of course. That's where you're going to go to school. You know, now we get to finally leave New York!" Justin said, excitedly.

"But, where is it?"

"Well, it's in Scotland, but you will take a train from London in a place called King's Cross. That's where we're going to get your supplies."

Allie thought for a little while, taking this all in. She's a wizard. She's moving to London, which was the only place she's ever wanted to go in her life. Well, maybe that's an overstatement, but she still really couldn't wait to go. Who would have guessed her day started with getting the mail and ending with moving to Europe to go to a wizard school?

"Wait, when are we leaving?" Allie finally asked.

"As soon as possible I suppose." Justin said.

"Now?" Allie exclaimed. Justin couldn't possibly mean they were going to leave immediately! Could he?

"Well, as soon as we possibly can would be best. Don't you want to go?" he asked.

"Well, yeah! But, right now?" Allie asked, still not believing they were leaving on such short notice.

"It's already July. School starts in less than a month so if you would like to have time to get used to London and get all your supplies, then we have to go."

"I guess I'll go pack then."

"No need." Justin said. Allie looked at him, confused, until he pulled a long stick and pointed it at her suitcase. "Pack!" he said. Then, right before their eyes, shirts and pants and socks and tons of other stuff floated over to her suitcase, folded it's self, and set down into the luggage. Justin just looked at it as if it were perfectly normal, but Allie couldn't help but let her jaw hit the ground.

"Woah." she whispered.

"Oh, there's so much more than that, Allie." Justin winked. "Come on. Just go get some food and I'll work on getting a flight to London. Then I'll find a place for us to stay."

Allie, the only girl in her class who couldn't go on field trips. Allie, the outcast. Allie, the little boring girl who was absolutely nothing special. Allie, the girl who just found out that she was a witch. Her whole life, she was always the average girl who didn't get to go to the pumpkin patch with her class in first grade, who wasn't allowed to play video games. Now, she's a witch, she's moving to London, and she gets to learn magic at a school named Hogwarts. Though, not much would change, she would still live a boring, average life, not go on any field trips, and probably still be a major outcast. Especially since she has no idea what anything is in the magic world. She couldn't believe this was all happening, in her little, two-roomed, boring apartment in New York.

So..? How'd you like it? What do I need to do to make it better? More description? More...more anything? Less dialogue? Let me know!

Well... hopefully you keep with the story and don't get too bored ;)

Thanks :)