Chapter 1 Year 1 the Letter

"Clary, Cassie! Breakfast is ready!" My eyes fluttered open and I groaned. I was so tired from last night. We had had a party and it had gone pretty late.

"Coming Mom!" I yelled and got out of bed. I went over to Cassie's bed and shook her awake. "Wake up sleepyhead," I said.

"But I'm so tired," she moaned and rolled over.

"Me to but we have to get up," I pulled her out of bed. We went downstairs and indulged ourselves in the deliciousness of chocolate chip pancakes.

"How did you girls sleep?" my mom asked.

"Okay but we're really tired," Cassie yawned.

"Can one of you tired girls go get the mail please?" she asked. Cassie stared at me and sighing I get up. I open the mailbox and through the letters. I stop when I see one that had my name and address. I saw an identical one for Cassie. I wonder who they're from. I brought the mail inside and handed Cassie her letter.

"What's this?" she asks, sipping her juice.

"I don't know I found it in the mailbox. I have one to," I showed it to her. We opened them and I started reading mine.

Dear Miss Clark,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 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.

Deputy Headmistress.

"What the heck?" I muttered. What was this? Some kind of prank?

"What is this?" I asked Cassie.

"I have no clue. This is really weird. This must be a joke," she replied. Suddenly the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. Standing there was an elderly man. He was wearing a long robe and had a long white beard.

"Is this the home of Misses Clarissa and Cassandra Clark?" he inquired.

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"Albus Dumbledore. May I come in?" I opened it further and stepped out of the way. He nodded his thanks and stepped inside.

My mom came out of the kitchen and said "Hello what can I do for you?"

"I believe you two girls have just received letters, have you not?" he asked. That was a strange question. Did he send the letters?

"Yeah but what's it to you? Did you send them? What is it supposed top be some prank?" I ask.

"It is no prank. The opposite in fact," he replies. Cassie coughed and it sounded like she said "Yeah right."

"Don't believe me do you? Well hear me out young ones. I have come all the way from England to talk to you." I gasped and stared at him. Why in the world would anyone come from England to talk to us? "You two are witches,' was all he said. I gasped he was crazy. "You're probably thinking that I'm mental but have you girls ever done anything that you couldn't explain? When you were angry or scared?" he asks. I thought back to Tommy Rendell in 4th grade. He was bullying Cassie and I hated him for it. One day he was on top of the monkey bars and I wished he would fall down and hurt himself. That he would so embarrassed and everybody would laugh at him. Then suddenly he jerked backward and fell of the bars. He started crying and a teacher had to help him up. People laughed at him later for it. He never bullied again. I always thought it was weird how I wished it would happen and it did. But now that I think about it.

"There isn't a such thing as magic!" Cassie said interrupting my thoughts.

"Ah such non belief in people these days. Wow is this room messy," he sighed and it was. With a flick of his wrist the room started tidying up. I blinked to make sure I wasn't seeing things. This was so cool yet so weird. How was this possible?

"Magic dear," Dumbledore replied. Oops must have said that out loud.

"Tell me about this magic," I say and he did. He told us about Hogwarts and everything. It has been decided that we're going there and learning how to use it. My mom took all this surprisingly well. She even wants us to go! Well I guess it's time for a new life. Hopefully it's good.

"This magic thing just gets weirder all the time," I muttered. We were going to catch the train to get to Hogwarts. Apparently we had to walk through a magical barrier to get to Platform 9/3/4. As if coming to England from America wasn't enough, now we have to walk through walls.

"You ready?" Cassie asks. I sigh and nod and we run at the wall as fast as we can. I close my eyes expecting to hit but I keep running. I open my eyes and see the Hogwarts Express.

"Woah," I gasped. Magic was awesome. We got on the train and look for a place to sit. "Here it looks like one of the only not full ones," I motioned to the compartment. Sitting inside was two boys. One had fiery red hair and the other had jet-black hair with glasses. The one with black hair was kind of cute. They looked nice enough. I opened the door and said "Hey can we sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Sure," the one with black hair replied. We sidled in and closed the door. We sat down.

"Hi I'm Clary and this is my twin Cassie," I held out my hand. The black haired guy took it and said

"Nice name. I'm Harry Potter," he smiled.

"Nice to meet you Harry. And you are?" I asked the redhead.

"Ron Weasley. You're the first person not to gasp at his name. Are you muggleborn?" he asks.

"Why yes we are in matter of fact. Are we supposed to know who you are?" I ask Harry.

"Let's tell them," Harry says. And they began to tell us the story of the boy who lived.