A/n: The next part. Okay, because I have not included this in any of my other stories, except this one, everything you recognize from the books written by J.K. Rowling is not mine in any of my stories. This goes for each and every one of them.

Chapter 3

Hogwarts, Wizardry, and an Explanation

A little while later Cassandra lifted her head up to the sound of someone knocking at the door.

She wiped her eyes as she heard, "Cassie, honey, can I come in?" her dad asked. Cassandra didn't really want him to come in, but she couldn't really think of a good reason not to let him in.

"Fine," she said reluctantly and her father came in looking a little nervous.

"Cassie-" he started but Cassandra interrupted him.

"I assume you have a good reason for not telling me?" Cassandra asked coldly, glaring at him. Her father winced and continued.

"Well I didn't want to get your hopes up. I knew you were going to be a wizard. You know all those weird things that have always happened to you?" Cassandra nodded, and her father continued, "Well, the reason you never got in trouble for them is because I knew they were signs of wizardry and that you really didn't mean to them. I just didn't want to tell you that you were going to be a wizard because Leslie isn't one. I also didn't want to make you think that you would definitely go to Hogwarts, it's really the best school you know, just because I went there. I also didn't want to alarm you're your mother."

"She was angry anyway," Cassie said quietly.

"Yes," her father nodded, "That was my mistake. A nasty surprise for her, finding out this way. Especially when I told her I didn't work for the newspaper she thought I did."

"You mean you don't work for a newspaper?" Cassandra asked confused.

"Oh, I work for a newspaper," her father assured her, "just not a muggle one."

"A muggle what?" Cassie asked even more confused.

"Newspaper," her father said and then added, "Oh, you mean, what's a muggle?" Cassandra nodded.

"Well, a muggle is the wizard word for a person with no magic. Your mother's a muggle, and so is Leslie."

"What about John?" she asked suddenly.

"I'm not sure about your little brother. He shows some signs but I don't know. Of course," he added, "he's only seven. Oh, that reminds me. We can't tell him. I've already explained the situation to your mother and Leslie, but, for the same reasons I couldn't tell you, we can not tell John. Do you understand?" he asked, and Cassandra knew he wasn't just talking about John.

"Uh-huh," Cassandra replied, "there's a whole world I don't know anything about even though I'm part of it. Right?"

"Exactly. Things like how your kitten came from a wizard pet store, how to get into Diagon Alley, and-"

"Shanria's from a wizard pet store?" Cassandra interrupted and then went on without waiting for an answer.

"I should have known. A silver kitten isn't exactly something you'd find in a, what did you call it Dad? Oh yeah, muggle. Anyway, a silver kitten isn't exactly something you'd find in a muggle pet store, is it?" Her father shook his head in agreement looking pleased that she'd used the word "muggle".

"Anyway," he continued, "you still have all summer to learn all about the wizarding world before you start Hogwarts. I'll start teaching you right now."

A/N: Okay, the next part. Sorry it hasn't been up sooner. Anyway, I'm trying to update most of my stories because I'm going on vacation starting today. So don't expect any updates until Saturday. Also, I was reading some of my fics that are already uploaded and I realized I've made a lot of mistakes. Since I'm obviously not catching them, I'm looking for someone who's willing to deal with me and read over my stories before I post them. If anyone's willing please e-mail me.