Hey everyone! For those of you who don't know, this is the first chapter of the newly edited Year 1. The new chapters will be put at the back for now because this chapter doesn't match up with chapter two of the original. We will leave all the original chapters till all the new chapters are posted. Then they will be deleted. Hope you understand. We have been trying hard to make Year 1 a lot better and longer. Enjoy!

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Jennifer's POV

"No! Stephen don't do that!" I scream as my annoying five year old brother deposits a bucket of freshly made mud pies onto our 'orphanage matron', Joy. Her name doesn't suit her just saying.

"You little brat! No dessert for you today...again!" She shrieks as the mud drips down her white blouse. I can see a few worms and weeds on the newly mopped and waxed floor.

Stephen sticks out his tongue. "You meanie! I don't want it anyway. It tastes very very icky, just like you!"

"You get back here right now before I ground you for life!"

Stephen responds yet again by sticking out his tongue and running up the stairs with his shoes on, muddy footprints trailing behind him. I slowly begin to walk up after him.

"You're not going anywhere. You better clean up this mess right now!" the witch glares tugging my collar and holding me back. I almost choke in her heavily floral perfume. It really sickens me. I remember the first time I smelled it. That didn't end well. I head towards the supply closet but she continues to tug on my collar.

"Oh, you're not using those," she says with an evil smirk. "You'll be using this." She hands me a red slightly used toothbrush as she looks to the floor expectantly. I begin to scrub as she walks away. The other kids who walk past me with a look of pity.

She is crazy, mental and insane. I'm not even kidding. All the kids at the orphanage call her 'the witch', she's just like all the other stereotypical witches, without the green skin of course. I swear that once I saw a shadowy figure out my window during the night. It looked like someone on a broomstick. No one believes me though but then again I think a lot of people think I'm crazy too.

Weird things happen to me a lot. Once, Stephen broke one of the witch's prized possessions, some weird porcelain figurine or something. I was prepared to get grounded till I was thirty but it didn't come. She walked out of the room after giving me a dirty look. When I turned around I saw the figurine. It looked as if it was never broken, not even the slightest crack to show it had been fixed.

Then there was this other time when we went on this charity field trip that the witch was forced to take us to. She was quite reluctant to take us but I guess I can see why considering what happened. We were taken on a camping trip in The Forest of Dean. We played games, set up our own tents and even got to make our own fire's. I'm surprised they even trusted us but none of the charity workers were anything like Joy. I remember one night they told us that the person who created their fire the fastest would get extra smores. I rubbed the sticks so hard but I just couldn't get a spark. I had failed the nights before and was beginning to lose hope. I kept trying and trying and the sticks suddenly burst into flames. I didn't even have to do anything. I went to call one of the workers while Stephen watched the fire. Bad idea. When I came back the fire was taller than me and beginning to burn through Joy's tent. Luckily we put it out and we were all saved. Couldn't say the same thing about Joy's tent. I remember her screaming at me but I can't remember what she said. I usually just space out when she does that.

The last time I can remember is when we were having Thanksgiving dinner. That year we had a lot more food than usual. Of course Joy didn't provide it though. It was from another charity. I can't remember why but she began yelling and each of us and it made me so mad. Unfortunately, I was sitting beside her because she had to keep an 'eye' on me. I swear I was framed. All I remember was getting really mad and frustrated and before I knew it the pie in front of her blew up in the witches face. Everyone started laughing. It was the best Thanksgiving dinner we'd ever had but I got grounded...for something I didn't do... I didn't put anything in the pie... Now I wish I had thought of it.

I look back to the spot I had cleaned with the toothbrush to see that is was full of muddy footprints. I turn around to see old woman in this weird looking costume. It looks like she had a cape on or something. Well whoever she is, she ruined the floor. I just cleaned it! You know how long it takes to clean just a bit with a toothbrush?!

"Hello, you must be Jennifer. My name is Professor Moore. I'm pleased to meet you. There's no need to be afraid. I will not harm you. I'm here to explain everything," the old lady says with an amused smile.

Wow...Michael is really trying to get me this time. Ever since he got adopted, he's been pranking Stephen and I nonstop. His parent's give him the money to buy prank materials making them much better pranks. And guess who has to clean it up? Me... Never thought he would go as far as hiring someone to come and try to trick me. I'm definitely not going to fall for it.

"Tell Michael that I'm not falling for one of his dirty tricks and to just give up. I'm not that gullible. There's no such thing as witches and wizards. That's insane. Tell him he's losing his touch."

"This is no joke Ms. Wu. Witches and wizards are real. There's a magical world hidden beneath your eyes." The old lady says with sympathy. Does she think I'm insane or just pitiful that I'm denying a fairytale like a witch is not real?

"Yeah, right. I doubt it. The only witch I know is Joy, she's the opposite of her name by the way."

"Magic is real. There's a school for people just like you. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You'll be taught all sorts of things relating magic."

Okay, she must be crazy to think I haven't already seen through her act. I mean seriously, what kind of name is Hogwarts? If I could name a school I wouldn't name it that. I decide to just follow along with her act.

"If there's such thing as magic. Prove it."

The old lady takes out a long brown stick from the pocket of her funny outfit and does this weird hand moving as she point to the floor. "Scourgify." I'm about to laugh at the word she just said when the floor begins to sud with soap and clean itself. The floor becomes so shiny I can see my face in it. My mouth drops open as I pinch myself multiple times. Still awake... Now that can't be special effects... Michael wasn't adopted by that rich of a family. I must be going insane.

"As you can see Ms. Wu, this is no joke. You're not going insane my dear." She says as if reading my mind which based on her display could be very possible. "Magic is real and you are a witch. You're not a pure-blood, seeing that you're living in the muggle world. These days pure-bloods are rare. It is kind of sad really. It is one of the reasons why most pure-bloods really dislike half-bloods, Muggle-borns or Squibs. According to the magic quill, you're a Muggle-born, a witch or wizard that has muggle blood running fully through their veins."

Muggle-born? Pure-bloods? Half-bloods? Squibs? Magic Quill? Do people even use quills anymore? Aren't they like 200 years old? Okay, she must be from a mental institution. But then the floor... There's no way you can clean it that fast without... No it couldn't. It has to be a joke. I sigh, my head hurting from the thoughts that run through by head. The old lady chuckles. She once again has an amused look on her face.

"Maybe I should take you to Diagon Alley. On the way there, I will explain everything that you need to know," the old lady says with a smile that reminds me of a mom's smile. What's Diagon Alley? As if she read my mind, she says, "Diagon Alley is basically a shopping district for all witches and wizards. Now let's go shall we, Ms. Wu?"

"Ok, but first let me change out of my pajamas."


Michelle's POV

I sigh as I put down my pumpkin juice on my desk in the manor library. Ever since we had had breakfast, my sisters have been going on nonstop about Hogwarts. At breakfast, my parents told my sisters and I, that today is around the time we would get our invitations to Hogwarts and my sisters have been TOO peppy and hyper about it. In fact, they still are. Of course I was interested as well but I don't really find the need to freak out or anything. I love learning more about our culture and etc. It has always interested me a lot.

There are a couple of things that I am totally not looking forward to though. One, my sisters will embarrass themselves in public and people will think I'm them seeing they look exactly like me. This is one of the disadvantages of being a identical triplet. There are some differences but any other people wouldn't really notice just by looking at us. The biggest giveaway is probably our personalities. The other thing I'm not looking forward to is all the homework we'll have to do. There's also bound to be more annoying people too.

"Oh yeah Melanie, what house do you want to be in?" the youngest of us, Milly asks.

"Oh Milly, you should know. I want to be in Gryffindor of course," Melanie answers happily as I take a sip of pumpkin juice. I spit it out immediately once she gets to the end of her sentence. My jaw drops. GRYFFINDOR!? They said they would come to Slytherin with me...those ditchers...I swear, I heard them say they wouldn't go to Gryffindor for the life of them. Sigh...

"I thought you guys wanted to go to Slytherin with me," I say with a disappointed look on my face.

Now don't think I want to be in Slytherin because I'm going to be evil and become a Death Eater or something; don't think I hate anyone under me based on blood status either. I'm not like that at all. Not everyone in Slytherin is like that and I don't think anyone is like that at all either anymore. I know there are some but I don't find it right to judge the whole house based on some of the people and it's past. People are different and just because someone thinks a certain way doesn't mean they'll act. That would probably be the smarter idea since most of Voldemort's followers are in Azkaban at the moment getting their souls sucked out. There are still a few out there but I don't think they would dare to act and try to avenge their leader.

Things have gotten a lot better after the Second Wizarding War. Most wizards even find Muggle technology to be better in some cases. You can tell since our house is full of it. My family is far from the clueless wizard's who yell into phone's because they think the other person can't hear them. We live in a normal house with running water and electricity. We actually live in a Muggle community; most people do nowadays. My siblings and I didn't, but some people even went to Muggle schools before they hit the age to go to Hogwarts. I think it's great that we're learning about each other's world. If we did in the beginning it might have even stopped the whole war.

Even being pure-bloods our family wasn't part of the war. We were considered blood traitors but my parents didn't care. Even if they were laughed at, teased and even beaten up, they knew it wasn't right to look down on Muggles and Muggle-born's just because they aren't "pure". They kept their ground and lasted through it. After the war, my parent's business became very successful and still is today. The struggle was worth it. If they gave in to the Death Eaters I wouldn't even be born and they'd be in jail. They only had Milly, Melanie and I after the war, when it was safe.

I want to be in Slytherin because I think doing whatever it takes to get what you want is not a bad thing. I admire this trait. As long as you don't go too far it's not a bad thing at all. It's a good thing. If you don't try hard you won't achieve things. Looks like my sisters don't have the same thoughts...

"Well...we've changed our minds," both of them say at the same time. I glare at them. Out of the three of us, I'm always the odd one out. I don't understand why they always stick together and leave me out of the loop most of the time but it just happens. I guess I'm not like them. Since my sisters like to be their girly selves together, I can't do anything to stop it. After a while I decided to stop bothering them so I've always played by myself or with the house elves as a kid.

"Miss, we have letters addressed to all of you," Nellie, one of our house elves say shaking me out of my thoughts. She's always been the nicest to me and is one of my best friends. My sisters jump out of their seats and basically charge for poor Nellie. They snatch the letters out of the elf's hands, ripping open the envelopes. I walk over to get my invite.

"EEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" My sisters jump up and down with joy. I roll my eyes and begin to open my own letter. My parents come home and through the library door as I get to the bottom of my letter. Both of my sisters rush to them as I follow. They continue to ramble on about Hogwarts and how great it will be there. My parents look at them with amused looks on their faces.

My dad silences them with a look. He smiles along with my mom. "Let's go to Diagon Alley, shall we?"


Natalie's POV

I just finish restocking my Tiny Tower on my iPod touch when a Long-eared Owl, one of my favourite owls, flies through the window and lands on the table in front of me. I know a lot about birds because my dad is a photographer. He takes pictures of birds all the time. I would say in almost any weather. I've went along with him many times before so I would know. I'm in charge of posting them online so I learn all the names. The scientific name is Asio otus. It reminds me of the spell accio I read in the Standard Book of Spells so I remember it. I notice there was a letter in its claws. I took the letter from its leg. It says that I have been accepted to Hogwarts so I run to my parents and tell them about it. They tell me they would take me to Diagon Alley later. Finally! I have been waiting for a while. I even have one of the books on the list already.

I decide to read while I wait. I pick up 'Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian' by Rick Riordan. He's a Muggle but he has such a good imagination. I sometimes wish I was in the book. It would be so cool to be a demigod. I could fight with a sword and I would have these amazing powers. But I guess there are some downsides to being a demigod. I'd have dyslexia and ADHD and I would be attacked all the time. I wouldn't even be able to live here anymore. I don't think I could do that. I'd miss my parents way too much.

Sometimes I do wonder if it's real. There is magic after all. Why couldn't Greek Mythology be real? What about the other types of Mythology too? I continue reading till I finish it. I've always found so many similarities to the wizarding world in the book. There was this big war, there is a school /camp, even the descriptions match the two main heros. Messy black hair and green eyes. You can't tell who I could be describing even if you have heard of these people. Though maybe you could if I gave you more details than that.

I guess I'm lucky to be born after the war. From what I've learned and read, it was a terrible time. Especially nearing the final battle at Hogwarts. My parents were able to get through safely and avoided most of the chaos seeing they lived in a more quiet part of the United Kingdom at the time. There were times when they had to hide but it was okay for them in the end.

The aftermath of the war is over and everything is starting off new. Buildings were rebuilt and monuments to the heroes who died were made. Wizards are all getting more accustomed to the Muggle world and it's just a whole lot better. Since my dad is a Muggle I use a lot more Muggle things then wizard stuff anyway. I actually prefer a lot of it. Especially electronics considering I never leave the house without my iPod.

I absolutely can't wait till I go to Hogwarts. I can't wait till I can do magic like my mom can. I've seen her enchant things, make potions and do so much more. I just can't wait till I can try it myself. My mom has even enchanted my backpack with an undetectable extension charm so it can hold more stuff. Trust me, there's a lot of stuff in there. I can hardly remember what I have in there. Well at least I'll be prepared for any situation.

I hear a knock on the door, opening it myself thinking it was mom telling me it was time to go to Diagon Alley. Instead, I'm pulled into a hug by my cousin. Joey and I have known each other forever. He's my cousin but also my best friend; he's practically my brother. We've played together as kids and he was always over at my house seeing his parents were always busy traveling for their jobs. He's practically moved into our house. We've always watched out for each other and he's one of the closest people to me. I trust him with everything. I'm glad to see him again.

"Hey Joey. Long time no see." I say as he pulls away. "How was the U.S?"

"Great. I had so much fun but I'm a bit tired from all the traveling. I don't get how my parents do it all the time." He says as he sits down on the rolling chair near my desk.

"Well they're probably used to it by now. It is part of their job." I say.

"Yeah, wish they didn't have to so much. I'd actually get to see them more often." He sighs as he picks up the letter on my desk. "So you got your letter too?"

"Yeah, aren't you excited? It's going to be so cool to finally learn how to do magic." I say excitedly.

"Of course I am. I've had enough of reading and hearing about it. I want to actually try it." He replies just as excited as I am.

"You're coming with us to Diagon Alley right?" I ask.

"Yup. I can't wait to get a wand."

"Same. What kind of wand do you think you'll get?" I ask.

"I'm not sure but we don't really get to choose anyway, 'the wand chooses the wizard'." He quotes.

"Yeah, true. I'm still wonder what I would get. Some wands are better for certain things." I say as I hear a light knock on my door.

"Natalie, Joey?" I hear my mom say from the other side of the door. "Time to go."

"Okay Mom!" I reply loudly so she can hear it through the door.

I pick up my bag and begin walking out the door, Joey following behind me.

"Are you parents coming too?" I question not hearing any conversation as I reach the bottom of the stairs. Are they even here?

"No, they have something to do right now. They'll be back to pick me up later." He responds as we both put on our shoes.

"Come on guys." My dad says as he pushes open the front door. "You can talk in the car."

"Race you out there?" Joey grins.

I smile. "Of course!" At that he runs out.

"Hey!" I yell. "Cheater!"


Tamara's POV

I sit there eating breakfast as I read the book my parent's had got me the other day so I could learn more about Hogwarts. It's called Hogwarts: A History but apparently it's a revised edition. I guess they should seeing there was this huge war around the time I was born. My parents have told me that it is a lot better after it was rebuild. I finally get to the chapter I was the most excited to read: 1998 - Now. I begin reading, ignoring the weird feeling that something was on my head.

"Ow!" I yell as I feel something drill into my head. I cover my head in pain as I try to pull whatever it is off my head. It jumps onto the table. I glare at the stupid owl but it just stares back at me with an innocent look, tilting its head cutely. Then I notice at the claws that there is a letter. My eyes widen in surprise. I take the letter gently from the owl and open it allowing the owl to have the rest of my cereal for doing it's job. It says that I've been accepted to Hogwarts. Yay! It's finally here! I've been waiting for this since I was first told that I was a witch. My mom is completely human, in other words, she's a Muggle. A Muggle is a person that has no magic whatsoever. But my dad is a pure-blood wizard. A pure-blood wizard or witch is someone who is completely a wizard/witch and their ancestors are pure-blood. The child of a Muggle-born witch/wizard and pure-blood witch/wizard are called half-bloods. That is exactly what I am. Half muggle and half witch/wizard.

I'm just so excited! The thought of finally doing magic is just so exciting. Eleven years and it's finally time! I eagerly continue reading through the book to see what's in store for me in the next few days. I read and I find out many new things I didn't know before. The ceiling of the Great Hall is enchanted to look like the sky and they even have moving staircases. I really hope I don't fall off or something... I finally find a section the interests me the most and leave a post-it tab on the page.

Notable Changes:

Improvements to the school were made as it was rebuilt. The four common rooms remain in the same places but are divided into smaller rooms allowing four students per room. This is to solve the problem of the increasing number of students. The school has also brought in Muggle technology to educate the students about the Muggle world. The school currently has telephones, Wi-fi, electricity and many other useful Muggle inventions. Students are encouraged to learn about them and to use them in their free time.

It looks like they're trying hard to get people to learn about the other world around us. Well I guess learning about it would stop another war from happening. We don't want The Third Wizarding War to happen. I can't even imagine what it was like through the first and second. I don't ever want to experience that in my lifetime. Actually, I don't want it to ever happen again at all.

I glance up at the clock on the wall as I finish the book. 10:00 AM. It's been two hours already? Guess it's not that surprising. I always lose track of time as I read. I should really get going. My list of supplies is especially long since it's my first year. Just then, my dad walks into the room.

"Finished the book?" He asks as he notices the closed book on the table.

"Yeah, I also got this." I say, handing him the letter.

"Well, I guess it's time for a trip to Diagon Alley." my dad says.


Ollivander puts out the fire I set with the wand in my hand. "Hmm, not for you huh. Let me go get some other wands."

Sigh, I've been here for at least ten minutes and it looks like The Third Wizarding War happened in here. Why can't I find the wand for me? Ollivander told me the wand chooses the wizard. Do none of the wands want to choose me? I've already set the lamp on fire and knocked down shelves and shelves of wands. How much longer will this take? My dad puts a hand on my shoulder giving me a small smile. I smile back. I really hope I can find one soon...

Ollivander soon comes back with about five boxes. He opens the first one and hands me the wand announcing that it had a unicorn tail core, was made of oak and is 12 inches. I wave it lightly hoping to create as less damage as possible. The box in front of me disappears. Well at least nothing exploded...

"Still not for you," Ollivander says taking the wand back. "Here, try this one. Chestnut and phoenix tail feather, 11 inches."

I take the wand in my hand and for some reason it feels just right. I wave it and sparks fly out the end. Is that a good sign?

"Well, looks like this is the one. This is a great wand for Defense Against the Dark Arts." He says as takes the galleons I hand him.

"I'm sorry for the mess..." I say as I look to the ground.

"It's fine. It's not your fault. I've actually seen much worse. It's all an easy fix. Here you go. Have a nice term!" He replies as he begins climbing up a ladder to put stuff away.

"Thank you." I say as I leave the shop, my new wand in hand.

"We're finally done shopping. Do you want to get some ice cream to celebrate?" My mom asks.

"Sure. But we should eat lunch first. It's already twelve." I say.

"Okay let's go!" My dad says putting his arm around both my shoulder and my mom's.


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