A/N I added some more detail to Ch1 if you want to go check that out. I still feel really lost so reviews would be very appreciated.
Disclaimer: J. owns Harry Potter, and I own Venus
I decided that the only way to find out what this was about, was to open it. I slowly peeled off the wax seal and opened the envelope. Peering inside, I saw two very official papers. Just as I was about to pull them out my door slammed open with a deafening BANG.
There stood my very insane looking aunt. "Give. It. Back." she growled.
I was scared, but somehow I found myself speaking.
"W-What is this? I-Its mine I'm n-not giving it b-back," I said. I had tried to sound sure and determined, but that was hard with such a stutter.
"We'll see about that!" she said and lunged forward.
"NO," I screamed as she attempted to pry the paper from my hands.
Then I felt it leave my hands. I stared after to her as she walked to the door knowing that I wouldn't be able to take it back. Then she stopped at the door and turned back with a tremendous smile.
"Thanks for being so cooperative darling." Then the closed the door.
I looked down at my hands. "She-She took it" I said to myself feeling quite desperate. I decided to see what she was doing with it so that I could take it back later.
I tip-toed down the stairs and looked into the living room. There stood my aunt ripping up the letter and throwing each bit into the fire as I just looked on in horror. I began to feel tears well up in my eyes. Why would she do this? Leaning in a bit more I saw Uncle Tim staring on in disbelief. After all, how could his wife be so cruel? At least that's how I felt.
I decide to go back up stairs. The tears were quietly falling now as I felt each one slide down my cheek during my endless trek up the stairs.
When I got to my room I laid down in my bed and stayed there for a while crying and thinking. At some point I heard my aunt and uncle go to bed. Then my eyes fluttered shut and I fell asleep.
I awoke to a strange noise. A tapping perhaps? Yes that seems right. There was a tapping coming from somewhere in the room.
I slowly sat up, and tried to open my eyes. I couldn't do it, but then I realized my tears had dried. I rubbed my eyes until the tears had disappeared. Once they were clear I opened them and let my vision focus. I looked over one way and then the other way.
"EEK," I squealed in a very uncharacteristic way. What's that! I frantically thought. There was lump just outside my window. Gathering all the courage I had, I stepped out of bed. The tapping had stopped and I began to walk to the window. I could hear my heart thumping in my ears as it raced because of the fear. I took another step closer and relaxed a bit. It was just an owl. Wait, why is an owl at my window in the middle of the night?
I noticed the owl seemed to be holding something. I looked over in the general direction of my aunt's room, but I reasoned that they must be fast asleep by now. I stepped right in front of the window and undid the lock. Then I slid up the window as quietly as possible.
The second the window was open the owl flew in. It circled around my room before settling down on my bed. I walked over to the light switch and put it on as dim as it would go. After my eyes adjusted, I finally got a good look at the owl. It was a gorgeous tawny owl.
"Your such a pretty little owl. Can I pet you?" After receiving a soft hoot, I began to stroke her feathers. "Why are you here?" I asked, suddenly realizing, I am talking to an owl. I started to mentally scold myself about how owls can't understand people and whatnot.
I was torn from my thoughts though when the owl gave another hoot and held out her leg. On her leg was a paper. I had completely forgotten about that! Reaching down, I untied the parchment and felt an anxious spike of energy rocket through my body. It was a letter yes, but not just any letter. It was THE letter. I felt my breathing quicken as I removed the familiar wax seal, and sat on my bed once more. Quickly I looked around and my eyes lingered on the door for a moment... what if Auntie wakes up?
I decided to take a chance. Although there wasn't much of a decision considering how much curiosity was building up inside of me. I pulled out the first paper. I could just barely make out the words in the dim light, but it read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZADRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Nightingale/Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed 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
P-Potter? I stutter out loud to myself. A memory soon over takes me. First a memory of a flash of green light and a scream, which fades into a memory of Aunt Lucy speaking to Uncle Tim. "She can't know about this until shes ready," says my aunt. "Well what should we do?"asks Uncle Tim. "We can, hmm. Wait I've got it! We can change her last name to our name. That way no one will ask about her. She can go from a Potter to a Nightingale. Its so simple!" said Aunt Lucy. I came back to the present slightly exasperated.
So... Potter is my name? Why don't I remember? I looked at the paper again and a much more pressing matter greeted me. Witches and wizards. Why am I getting a letter for a school for magical folk. Do they even really exist? Wait, if I'm getting this letter, does this mean that I am a witch?! This can't be real. I don't believe it!
I flipped over the paper and found a small note written.
Ms. Potter, I know this may be a shock. Don't worry, I arrive on August 20th at 9:00AM after I have received your owl. I will help you with any questions you may have on what you have just read and may find out, and I will also help you to get your school supplies.~Professor McGonagall
Professor McGonagall? Why would she come to help me. I began to feel a headache. This was too much. I decided to read what must be the supply list tomorrow. Standing up I went to turn off my light.
When I got back to my bed I found the owl blinking back at me and forced her to move to my nightstand. Then I took the letter and tucked it into my pillowcase. I went shut my window as well after feeling a breeze sweep the room.
I sat down into my bed and ruffled the owls feathers once more. After all she could stay for just one night, and I did still need to send a reply. I laid down into my bed, curling up in the sheets. Then I let my mind swirl with thoughts as my eyes drifted shut. I let my drowsiness overtake me once more and left the land of the waking.
A/N Please review and the next chapter won't come for at least a few days.