"Dear Jamieson...

You don't know me, but I know you. Take this wand, you'll need it in the future. Once you get to Hogwarts, you'll know who you truly are, you'll know who I am, and you'll know what the H in your name stands for.

Please avoid swishing this wand randomly as it may cause casualties.

Maybe.

Signed,
Granger."

Granger? I don't know anyone named Granger. Or even any families with that name...

Also how does this person know me? What's Hogwarts? How old is this letter? Who is this?!

A million questions circled around in my head, teasing me along with curiosity.

I decided to push it all away and take the wand out. As soon as I touched it, a cold wind blew even though there were no windows in the attic, except for the one all the way above. I studied said wand for a while before deciding to take it and hide it in my room, like the other two wands.

~That Night...

It took me forever to fall asleep, cuz' a million questions filled my head. Who is Granger? Why do I have a wand? Who were those strangers?

Eventually, I fell asleep. Even though there were that many questions in my head, I somehow managed to fall asleep.

"Avada Keda-" Before Wormtail could finish chanting the Death Curse, Harry countered it with "Expelliarmus!" Forcing Wormtail to fly backwards and his wand to fly somewhere else into the distance.

Harry quickly grabbed Cedric's hand, then yelled "Accio!" while pointing his wand at the glowing blue Goblet of Fire, transporting both of them back to Hogwarts.

"And the winner of this year's Triwizard Championship is Cedric Diggory!" The announcer yelled excitedly, causing students sitting in the rows reserved for Hogwarts to cheer loudly.

"Harry you made it out alive!" Yelled Ron as he ran towards his friend, who was on the ground. "What happened to your arm?" He asked, inspecting the rip in Harry's clothes and the blood dripping out.

"Oh no..." Harry said with fear.

"Professor, the cup is a port key!" Harry yelled in panic, pointing at the cup. "Wormtail is trying to revive Voldemort! The port key leads to the Little Hangleton Graveyard professor, that's where he is!" Harry continued talking, his voice filled with fear and panic.

Immediately the arena went quiet, "Come with me professor McGonagall, professor Flitwick, professor Slughorn. They couldn't have revived Voldemort that quickly." Dumbledore stated before touching the cup.

"You okay?" Cedric asked, kneeling down and looking at Harry's wound. "That looks bad."He said with a small frown. Harry couldn't help but stare at the Adonis in-front of him. "I'm sorry I have to go." He said, hiding his tears.

He knew he would never be able to have Cedric... The thought of Cedric being with someone else hurt him. A lot. He couldn't even be near Cedric without feeling pain in his heart, and so he ran. As far away as he possibly could from the prefect wizard.

"Harry wait!" Hermione yelled as both Ron and her began chasing after the wizard. Cedric stood there, confused as his peers began running at him and congratulating him.

"What did I do wrong...?" Cedric asked with a sad frown. Even though he's officially the Triwizard Champion, he felt something was missing.

He knew what was missing. Or rather... Who...

I was awakened by loud knocks again, except this time, sunlight was shining in. "Wake up Jamieson." I heard Warden's voice from behind my door. "I'm up." I answered, feeling curios again.

"Why are you being so nice?" I asked as the door opened, spotting a humongous grin on his face, which kinda crept me out. "What?" I asked curiously, looking around in suspicion. Is there a bunch of his friends waiting to throw water balloons at me, again?

"Look." He said with a said grin still plastered on his face. He actually looks happy. He handed me an envelope with a red stamp sealing it. It looks like one of those fancy invitation envelope. I've seen invitation letters of Mrs Dursley being invited to attend super-fancy high-schools before.

"W-What is this?" I asked, slightly nervously. This has to be a prank.

It has to be!

With shaky hands, I opened the letter. The last time he prank me with an envelope, my shirt got ruined. Permanently.

"Come on, what is it?" he asked, somewhat excitedly. Actually, I could see he was stopping himself from leaping to the sky and back.

With a gulp, I open the envelope and read the words written on the paper.

"Dear Mr. Jamieson H. Potter,

Congratulations. You have been accepted into the Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Should you decide to choose to attend Hogwarts instead of a muggle learning institution, please prepare the following:

1)Your own Wizard Robe

2)Textbooks for subjects you will be taking, which are:

o Transfiguration

o Charms

o Potions

o History of Magic

o Defence Against the Dark Arts

o Astronomy

o Flying

o Herbology

o Divination

o Care of Magical Creatures

3)Your own Wand

4)Your everyday clothes

5)A broomstick

6)Note Books

7)Quills and Ink Bottles

Please board the train at King Cross Station tomorrow morning at 12 PM sharp, the ticket for your train station is in this envelope.

We look forward to your arrival Mr. Jamieson, we also look forward to teaching you and watching you grow into a talented wizard.

Signed,

Malfoy."

A long silence fell upon us as I finished reading the letter. I was completely baffled.

My mind spun a million times as I tried to process this. I was so confused, I managed to push away the bad feeling I got when I read the name Malfoy.

"School of... Wizardry...?" I asked, slowly looking up at Warden. "You actually did it!" He yelled in joy, hugging me tight.

I've never been hugged before.

And this is actually kinda scary.

"What do you mean I did it?" I asked, looking at him with a confused frown. Before he could answer, we heard the sound of the door closing opening from upstairs. "Shoot. Hide that letter Jamieson, do not let my mother know you're going to Hogwarts. It's a long story, you'll understand once you get there." He said, shoving me forcefully back into my cupboard and slamming my door shut.

"But I'm not going!" I yelled back, only to have silence as my answer.

What is happening? Why is he happy that I'm going to Hogwarts?

Well, probably because he's getting rid of me. But that's a bogus reason to be happy... right?

"He did what?" Mr Dursley asked, a bit obvious that he had just woke up. "Jamieson actually managed to do basic maths." Warden lied.

That's a first.

He never lied to his parents before... Let alone lie for me.

What the hell is going on? Why is he suddenly helping me? What or even where is Hogwarts?!

I never applied for any wizardry school before...

After staring at the letter for about 5 minutes, Mrs Dursley banged on my door, "Hurry up and make breakfast you scum!" She yelled furiously before stomping her way to the living room.

I sighed, 'Maybe going to a Wizardry school isn't so bad... At least I won't have to deal with the Dursleys.' I thought before resuming whatever I was doing