Stefan's pov

Stefan get up now or you will miss breakfast" my mother shouted to me as I still laid in bed. Knowing she will get mad at me if I miss breakfast so I get up from my bed and get ready for the day. Showered, changed into a simple pair of blue jeans, a grey shirt, black sneakers, combed my dark red hair and left my room.

I went down the stairs to the kitchen and saw my mother putting my food on the kitchen table. My three younger siblings are already at the table with dad reading the newspaper while drinking his coffee.

I take a seat and start eating breakfast, my grey eyes notice my dad looking tense right now. Noticed my grandfather in the room which is a big surprise since he is always on his so called "adventures" with grandma and there is a letter in dad's hands. " Something's wrong, dad" I ask him and he sighs before giving me the letter while looking at grandpa.

I saw that it was addressed to me and I noticed at the back there is wax with a signet stamp on it. Immediately I thought this was weird since who sends letters like this these days, anyway I open the letter and read it.

My jaw drops at the words and I look at my smiling grandfather plus my father who looks grim at me. " What is this grandpa?" I asked and he grins at me " Stefan Romulus Brankovic today you now are a wizard and a real one not the ones from Disney or books.

Today you have also been accepted to Hogwarts school of wizardry and witchcraft where I went to and where you will go too." he said and explained how his family is magical. He also gave me a short brief history of my wizard roots and also told me I am his heir to the family holdings in Britain.

" Your father unfortunately was born a squid and couldn't attend Hogwarts but you can. You love the school and good old Britain" he told me and I asked him why I would love Britain.

" Stefan, the school is in Scotland and a boarding school. I know this might be scary to travel across the pond and be in another country but you will like it! Mark my words' ' he answered me and mother starts to protest me going to a foreign school but dad tells her I have if I want to control my magic.

Grandpa then does something amazing that I couldn't believe. He transforms a piece of paper into a hundred dollar bill, my mother's jaw drops out at this and my siblings ask if they can go to Hogwarts too.

Grandpa 's face grows sad" no my little ones I sorry but only your big brother has shown signs of magic. Not all family members are born with magic and it seems you three weren't" he says. My siblings start to cry and my mom does her best to comfort them.

" Stefan packed your stuff because in an hour your lovely grandmother is coming and we are all going to England" Grandpa said and then gave dad the bill he made.

I go up stairs and my thoughts are going crazy. I woke up today to find I am a wizard and that my father's family is magical. Plus I'm going to attend school in what is one of the best magical schools in Europe. I packed my things into two bags and thought about my family. My mother and her family are Spanish- Americans who have been in America since the 1700s though they were based in Florida until 1859 when they moved to Texas.

She met dad when they went to high school together and got married after college. I know my grandpa is European but my grandmother is from a mixed French, Spanish, Irish, German and English family that moved to the United States from France when she was young and met Grandpa when he toured the US as a teenager.

I also pack a large trunk too. Grandpa shrunk my trunk so it could fit in my pocket which was so cool. grandma soon arrived and almost squeezed the life of me in a hug.

She was so proud of me being a wizard that she promised to buy me an owl and magical candy when we go shopping for my school supplies. I asked if she was a witch and she sadly said no she is a squid.

Which means she has magic but she can't use it all but comes from a pureblood magical family with a long line of gifted wizards. Then they got me into their car to drive me to their house.

Said my goodbyes to my family before I left and mom gave me her favorite neckline. While father hugged the life out of me before I went.

My grandpa pulls something out of his pocket then before I know it, my grandparent, me and the car are somehow in front of their house in England I visited last year.

" you got to love magic boy! I love using this" grandpa said and helped me out of the car since I was a bit dizzy.

"Alright let's get him settled for the night and tomorrow we go shopping for school supplies" grandma says and they lead in the house which is really more of a mansion.

I saw the paintings of ancestors on the wall and grandpa said good news everyone he got magic. Then without warning the paintings start talking. I freak and hide in a closet. " Now what you did, you dummy, we should have given Stefan a warning before the paintings started talking" I heard my grandma say before she got me out of the closet.

Then introduced me to the paintings who all greeted me kindly and spoke to me for a bit before Grandpa took me to my room.

After unpacking and settling in we shared a family meal then I went to sleep excited about tomorrow.

Hope you all like it. The next chapter is in magical London and maybe I have Stefan meet a certain wizard who is also in his first year.

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