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This story happens during Harry Potter's fifth year at Hogwarts
Chapter One - Michelle
One morning four years ago, a young girl received a letter from Hogwarts, stating that she had been accepted. Only an hour later she was found in her backyard, close to death. She had been cursed, but how? And by whom? But most of all why?
The girl was not dead, but she lingered in a coma for four years, until one day she finally woke up. They hoped she would remember something, however the last thing she remembered was the letter. This year, she will finally attend Hogwarts.
I got up and out of her bed. It was a wonderful feeling, being awake, after lying in a coma for four years. It was scary to think that four years were erased from my life, just like that.
I remembered that day I had received a letter saying that I would attend Hogwarts. I had never heard of it, but my mother had, as her friend Michelle had gone there when she was a girl. I was going to Michelle's house that day. Michelle was going to prep me for the wizarding world of which I knew so little.
It was still hard to believe that I was 15 years old. Before the coma I had been 11. So many things had changed in the world. So many things were different.
My house was the same. My mother was the same, though much thinner. There was still no father. My father had deserted my mother before I was born, and my mother has never found another man.
I got dressed and went downstairs. My mom gave me a big bear hug when I entered the kitchen. "I hope I never lose you again, dear."
I smiled and opened a box of cereal. "Are you taking me to Michelle's today?"
"Yes. I wish it didn't have to be so soon but…" It had only been 2 months since I had woken up, and my mom was reluctant to let me go.
"I'll come visit you before I go to school," I said. "And you'll see me during the vacation."
"That's true dear…"
"Don't worry Mom. I'll be fine." I hugged her again.
I knew why she was worried, she thought I might be attacked again. My mom believed what happened had been a deliberate act, though most others agreed that it was a random act of cruelty.
I wish I could remember what happened to me, but try as I might, all I remembered was the letter. After that, everything was blank.
* * *
By the time I arrived at Michelle's house, it was 6:00 in the evening. Michelle lived in a small house, only one floor, with few rooms. When Michelle opened the door, 3 owls flew out at me. I brushed the feathers out of my hair as I walked in. Michelle laughed. "Sorry! I'm quite sorry!" She paused and then said, "my name is Michelle. I will be your hostess and guide." She giggled and took my hand with one hand, and my suitcase with another. "Let's go!!" she shouted excitedly.
"You look nice today," I heard a voice say. I looked in front of me and I saw a full-length mirror with me inside. I stared at my reflection for a moment. "What??" The voice had spoken again. Then I realized that my reflection had just spoken to me. "I said you look nice today," my reflection said. I was amazed and I looked at it with shock, but Michelle dragged me on.
"Let me take you to your room!" Michelle exclaimed happily. She brought me into a small empty room with a bed and a few shelves, nothing else. "I'll let you unpack while I make dinner. Then we can talk."
* * *
After a long and strange dinner, Michelle and I sat down in the living room.
"Well, congratulations. You are about to embark on the most amazing journey of your life. I hope you enjoy it.
"Hogwarts is a wonderful place. I loved it very much, and I just know you will too. Everyone does. Now, you don't need to worry about not knowing anything, as lots of people come from Muggle families and don't know a thing about this world. A muggle is someone who is not a wizard or a witch," she said, seeing my confused face.
"Obviously you are going to be far behind the other children your age, but Dumbledore is taking care of everything. I don't know what they will do, I hope they let you spend time with your own age group, even if you'll be in the first year classes.
"I'm going to take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get your school supplies. You can probably meet some of the kids there. You might even see Harry Potter, I believe he's in your age group. He's the one who defeated you-know-who - "
"Who?"
"I can't say his name… but you should know… all right, Lord Voldemort. I won't say it again. Though, they say that you-know-who has come back, though he hasn't done anything yet."
"What did Vol, I mean you know who, do?"
"He was a terrible wizard… I don't like to talk about it. He's been gone a long time now, almost as long as you've been alive. If he's really back…"
Michelle stopped talking. She stared at me for a few minutes. I was getting uncomfortable, but then she said, "you ought to be getting to bed, tomorrow's going to be a long day."
This story happens during Harry Potter's fifth year at Hogwarts
Chapter One - Michelle
One morning four years ago, a young girl received a letter from Hogwarts, stating that she had been accepted. Only an hour later she was found in her backyard, close to death. She had been cursed, but how? And by whom? But most of all why?
The girl was not dead, but she lingered in a coma for four years, until one day she finally woke up. They hoped she would remember something, however the last thing she remembered was the letter. This year, she will finally attend Hogwarts.
I got up and out of her bed. It was a wonderful feeling, being awake, after lying in a coma for four years. It was scary to think that four years were erased from my life, just like that.
I remembered that day I had received a letter saying that I would attend Hogwarts. I had never heard of it, but my mother had, as her friend Michelle had gone there when she was a girl. I was going to Michelle's house that day. Michelle was going to prep me for the wizarding world of which I knew so little.
It was still hard to believe that I was 15 years old. Before the coma I had been 11. So many things had changed in the world. So many things were different.
My house was the same. My mother was the same, though much thinner. There was still no father. My father had deserted my mother before I was born, and my mother has never found another man.
I got dressed and went downstairs. My mom gave me a big bear hug when I entered the kitchen. "I hope I never lose you again, dear."
I smiled and opened a box of cereal. "Are you taking me to Michelle's today?"
"Yes. I wish it didn't have to be so soon but…" It had only been 2 months since I had woken up, and my mom was reluctant to let me go.
"I'll come visit you before I go to school," I said. "And you'll see me during the vacation."
"That's true dear…"
"Don't worry Mom. I'll be fine." I hugged her again.
I knew why she was worried, she thought I might be attacked again. My mom believed what happened had been a deliberate act, though most others agreed that it was a random act of cruelty.
I wish I could remember what happened to me, but try as I might, all I remembered was the letter. After that, everything was blank.
* * *
By the time I arrived at Michelle's house, it was 6:00 in the evening. Michelle lived in a small house, only one floor, with few rooms. When Michelle opened the door, 3 owls flew out at me. I brushed the feathers out of my hair as I walked in. Michelle laughed. "Sorry! I'm quite sorry!" She paused and then said, "my name is Michelle. I will be your hostess and guide." She giggled and took my hand with one hand, and my suitcase with another. "Let's go!!" she shouted excitedly.
"You look nice today," I heard a voice say. I looked in front of me and I saw a full-length mirror with me inside. I stared at my reflection for a moment. "What??" The voice had spoken again. Then I realized that my reflection had just spoken to me. "I said you look nice today," my reflection said. I was amazed and I looked at it with shock, but Michelle dragged me on.
"Let me take you to your room!" Michelle exclaimed happily. She brought me into a small empty room with a bed and a few shelves, nothing else. "I'll let you unpack while I make dinner. Then we can talk."
* * *
After a long and strange dinner, Michelle and I sat down in the living room.
"Well, congratulations. You are about to embark on the most amazing journey of your life. I hope you enjoy it.
"Hogwarts is a wonderful place. I loved it very much, and I just know you will too. Everyone does. Now, you don't need to worry about not knowing anything, as lots of people come from Muggle families and don't know a thing about this world. A muggle is someone who is not a wizard or a witch," she said, seeing my confused face.
"Obviously you are going to be far behind the other children your age, but Dumbledore is taking care of everything. I don't know what they will do, I hope they let you spend time with your own age group, even if you'll be in the first year classes.
"I'm going to take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get your school supplies. You can probably meet some of the kids there. You might even see Harry Potter, I believe he's in your age group. He's the one who defeated you-know-who - "
"Who?"
"I can't say his name… but you should know… all right, Lord Voldemort. I won't say it again. Though, they say that you-know-who has come back, though he hasn't done anything yet."
"What did Vol, I mean you know who, do?"
"He was a terrible wizard… I don't like to talk about it. He's been gone a long time now, almost as long as you've been alive. If he's really back…"
Michelle stopped talking. She stared at me for a few minutes. I was getting uncomfortable, but then she said, "you ought to be getting to bed, tomorrow's going to be a long day."