As I saw the girls walk away into the darkness, an tawny owl swooped through the window and started pecking me. I protected my face with my arms. Between the gap in my arms I saw a letter made of parchment dangling from its leg. I tried to grab it, but it pecked more. Soon I was Bleeding. The owl perched on the edge of my bed and nibbled at the string. It broke and the owl flew on to the wardrobe, leaving the letter behind. I crawled to the bed and grabbed it. A crest with the letter H in the middle was on it. A badger, serpent, lion and eagle surrounded it. I ripped it open and read it,

To: Miss Piper Gold

Room 4

Orphanage on the hill

Surrey

Dear Miss Gold,

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 books and equipment.

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

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, first class, Grand sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International confed. Of Wizards)

I noticed that they filled in my last name with Gold. I liked that, next time someone asks me what my last name is i'll say Gold. I read the letter again and the last part caught my eye. How am I supposed to get hold of an owl? Then I remembered about the owl on my wardrobe. I grabbed a pencil from my drawer and writ on the back of the letter

Dear Minerva Mcgonagall,

I accept the invitation to Hogwarts. I look forward to learning as much as I can. I have no parchment so that's why I wrote this on the back of your letter.

Yours Sincerely,

Piper

I tied it to the owl with a rubber band and it flew out the window. I slipped into my bed and felt the lumps in the mattress. I hoped the owl went back to wherever it came from so I was accepted into the magic school. I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up it was still dark outside. Instead of trying to get back to sleep, I climbed out the window and wandered the streets and saw an freakishly tall homeless man in an alleyway burning a fire in a trashcan. He had a wild beard that had leaves and twigs and all sorts of stuff in it. I swear I saw a mouldy potato in the tangled mess. He wore ragged clothes and a beanie pulled all the way down to his teenagers, (two boys and a girl), nearby were talking and looking at the homeless man. As I walked past he smiled at me in a creepy way and said,

"Do you have any scraps, pretty girl?".

"No, sorry." I said, creeped out.

"Demigod flesh would be nice." He muttered darkly.

"What did you say?!". The homeless man's image shimmered at he pulled of his beanie. His two eyes disappeared and a large, round eye appeared on his forehead. He became rough and muscley. The girl teenager pulled out a silver bow and started shooting the the man. Stunned by the sudden change in appearance, I just stood there. One of the boys jerked his hand and a sword appeared. He snuck behind the monster and slashed its monster growled,

"I knew you were demigod scum!"

"We're gonna send you to tartarus, cyclopes!" Whimpered the other boy in the corner. I think it was supposed to sound tough, but the nerves kicked in. He called the monster cyclops, wasn't cyclops from greek mythology? One of the girls arrows pierced the eye. The cyclops stumbled and fell into the flaming trash can. I thought it was the end of the fight, but the boy kept attacking. He stabbed it in the chest and dragged the sword down his torso. It screamed and turned to dust. I sank to my knees and looked at the whimpering boy in the corner. His pants were off, revealing….. Goats legs? I must be hallucinating. I blacked out.