Chapter 1

Your a Wizard!

On a fine summer day (July 15 to be exact,) Brinley Rowan Miller of 1259 Main Street, would be turning 11. Now, Brinley thought herself to be just a normal girl until this very special day arrived.

"BRINLEY! BRINLEY! WAKE UP!" Cried an extremely loud voice.

"Whadoyouwan." Murmured Brinley tiredly.

"It's your birthday!"

Brinley woke up to see her little sister jumping on her bed with a look of excitement. 'It's funny' Brinley thought. 'To see Jessica so excited on MY birthday.' She got up and shooed Jessica from her room so she could change. She checked her reflection in the mirror, and realized that even thought she is a year older now she hasn't really changed. Her wavy strawberry blonde hair was the same, and her big blue eyes just as blue. The only difference was her height. She had to bend her knees to see into this small mirror in her bedroom. 'I'll get it fixed later.' She changed into a pair of shorts and her favorite t-shirt that had the words, I Love Green Bay on the front. She ran downstairs feeling giddy and excited.

"SURPRISE!" Yelled her mom, dad, and Jessica.

The living room that was rarely used, was now transformed. There was a banner going across the room saying 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIN!' In many colors and 5 presents on the table in front. The windows were open for a change, and there were streamers everywhere.

"Happy birthday Brin." said her mom wrapping her in an embrace.

"Thank you!"

"Open your presents Brinley, open your presents!" Said Jessica extremely excited.

She walked over to the table and stopped in her tracks. She looked out the window. Did she just see what she tought she saw. An owl? In the late morning? Impossible! How can that be? The brown bird flew into the room, dropped something on the table and landed on top of the couch.

"Mommy! Daddy! Look! It's an owl!" Said her little sister.

Brinley walked over to where the letter lay, picked it up and inspected it. On the back it had the words 'To: Brinley Rowan Miller 1259 Main Street Green Bay, Wisconsin, United States of America' written in green ink. On the front it had a red wax stamp keeping it closed. Brinley opened the letter, and stared at it in awe.

'HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY.'

Head Master: Albus Dumbledore

Dear Miss Miller,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Surely you are shocked by this letter, so we are sending one of our staff to your house to explain to you what this exactly means.

Term begins on September 1.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress.

This was truly amazing, but the letter was right. She had no idea what this was about. Brinley had no time to process this, because she heard the doorbell ring. She ran down stairs and opened the door to find a short, thin woman standing outside. She was wearing a long green cloak and a tall witch's hat.

"I don't mean to be rude" the woman said with a British accent,"but it is quite hot out here."

"Oh! Sorry," and Brinley let her in.

"What is all this commotion about?"

Brinley looked behind her and saw her dad look at the woman.

"Oh sorry, let me introduce myself. I am Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmistress of Hogwarts."

"Excuse me?" Asked her father.

"Hogwarts. It is a school where children learn magic."

"But Brinley doesn't know magic" he argued.

"Has she ever done anything strange, or abnormal? Something you couldn't explain?"

He looked at her like she was crazy.

"Miss Miller here," she pointed at Brinley "is a wizard!"

"And where is this 'school of magic.'"

"I am afraid I can not give away the school's exact location, but I can tell you it is in Scotland." She told Mr. Miller.

"So... A boarding school..." Said Mrs. Miller.

"That is correct Mrs. Miller."

"And how in the world are we going to pay for Brinley to go to a BOARDING SCHOOL in SCOTLAND?" Mr. Miller proclaimed.

"Miss Miller here has already been offered a full scholarship to go to Hogwarts. Do you think that we would want students all the way from the United States if they were not already talented?"

"She will NOT be going!"

"Brinley, what do you say about this?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I would love to go!"

"There. It's settled then. I will pick you up from your house on the 31st of July at 12:00 sharp so we can do your shopping. In the mean time, read this. It will tell you all you need to know about the wizarding world."

She handed her another letter and with a loud crack, she vanished. This was by far the best present she had ever received.