Yasmine awoke to the sound of a soft tap tap tap. She glanced at her alarm clack. It was three in the morning. It didn't make sense to be her mother, Ms Blair was a late sleeper. She threw of her covers and a gust of cold air rushed over her skin, making her tingle. She realized that she must have left the window open and it had cooled down in the night.
He eyes slowly began to adjust to the darkness and she looked around. They fell first to the open window and the sky outside and the across the room to her desk. She gave a quick scream and moved to the back of her bed. There was a large Tawny owl perches on the desk, impatiently tapping its talons. The owl stood there calmly, making no move towards her or what seemed like an hour but could only have been a minute or so. At last it sighed and fluttered out of the open window.
Yasmine rushed to the window and slammed it closed. Then gazed out the window at the magnificent form of the owl soaring off into the night sky. She took a deep breathe and turned away from the window to the desk. There was an envelope sitting there with writing scrawled on it in large, bright, green, and glowing letters. She picked it up and inspected it. It had her address on the front, but she didn't recognize the return address.
Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry, it said. What was that. What was the letter. It definitely hadn't been there when Yasmine had gone to bed. Could the owl have left it? No, that was impossible. She opened it very carefully. There were several sheets of paper inside. She looked over it slowly.
Dear Ms. Blair,
Me are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
"there must be a mistake," said Yasmine to herself. "I am almost sure I'm supposed to be going to she local secondary school" she wondered if she should ask her mom. She wondered what the letter had meant by "send us your owl." Did they mean that bird that had just been in there. She was confused. She glanced as the supply list. On it she saw thing that made her even more puzzled, things like !wand, 1 cauldron and books with names "The Standard Book Of spells." She looked at the clock. It was already nearly 6 O'clock.
She glanced at the letter again, and didn't know why, but she desperately wanted to reply. She wanted to know more about it, even if it was just some crackpot joke. She polled out a pen and began to write.
Dear Ms. McGonagall,
My name is Yasmine, and I just received your letter. I would like to hear more about your school, even though I don't think I can come. I have to ask my mother. I'm not sure how this will get to you, but I wanted to try.
Sincerely, Yasmine Blair.
She tucked the letter into an envelope and scrawled To Hogwarts on the front. Then she ran down the stairs and crammed the letter into the mailbox. Instantly she felt silly. She couldn't believe she had just done that. She turned and started to head back for the house. Behind her she herd something.
There was the owl again, this time perched on the mailbox. The had the letter clutched in his beck and began to lift of into the sky. Yasmine stood there perfectly still and watched it leave. She wondered what was coming next. This was certainly the weirdest summer of her life.
He eyes slowly began to adjust to the darkness and she looked around. They fell first to the open window and the sky outside and the across the room to her desk. She gave a quick scream and moved to the back of her bed. There was a large Tawny owl perches on the desk, impatiently tapping its talons. The owl stood there calmly, making no move towards her or what seemed like an hour but could only have been a minute or so. At last it sighed and fluttered out of the open window.
Yasmine rushed to the window and slammed it closed. Then gazed out the window at the magnificent form of the owl soaring off into the night sky. She took a deep breathe and turned away from the window to the desk. There was an envelope sitting there with writing scrawled on it in large, bright, green, and glowing letters. She picked it up and inspected it. It had her address on the front, but she didn't recognize the return address.
Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry, it said. What was that. What was the letter. It definitely hadn't been there when Yasmine had gone to bed. Could the owl have left it? No, that was impossible. She opened it very carefully. There were several sheets of paper inside. She looked over it slowly.
Dear Ms. Blair,
Me are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
"there must be a mistake," said Yasmine to herself. "I am almost sure I'm supposed to be going to she local secondary school" she wondered if she should ask her mom. She wondered what the letter had meant by "send us your owl." Did they mean that bird that had just been in there. She was confused. She glanced as the supply list. On it she saw thing that made her even more puzzled, things like !wand, 1 cauldron and books with names "The Standard Book Of spells." She looked at the clock. It was already nearly 6 O'clock.
She glanced at the letter again, and didn't know why, but she desperately wanted to reply. She wanted to know more about it, even if it was just some crackpot joke. She polled out a pen and began to write.
Dear Ms. McGonagall,
My name is Yasmine, and I just received your letter. I would like to hear more about your school, even though I don't think I can come. I have to ask my mother. I'm not sure how this will get to you, but I wanted to try.
Sincerely, Yasmine Blair.
She tucked the letter into an envelope and scrawled To Hogwarts on the front. Then she ran down the stairs and crammed the letter into the mailbox. Instantly she felt silly. She couldn't believe she had just done that. She turned and started to head back for the house. Behind her she herd something.
There was the owl again, this time perched on the mailbox. The had the letter clutched in his beck and began to lift of into the sky. Yasmine stood there perfectly still and watched it leave. She wondered what was coming next. This was certainly the weirdest summer of her life.