I don't own any of the official HP characters, all the ones that aren't in the book are mine! He he he. Enjoy!

Chapter one~ LEARNING

The sun shone brightly as Hypothia walked down the sidewalk. She was a typical, happy 11 year old. School was out for the summer, but she had to go back in a week. Hypothia happily walked home from the park. She went inside her house and found her parents sitting on the living room couch.

"what happened? Did someone die?" she asked looking worried.

Her mother got up and handed her an envelope, "no honey, it's just that this came for you today."

She looked at the letter, on the front, it read,

Miss Hypothia Swingward

The room upstairs

London, England

"who sent this?" she asked

"just open it." her father said as he sat with his arm around her mother, both looking rather exited.

Hypothia turned the letter over and broke the wax seal that bore the letter "H". She began to read. After a minute, she spoke, "I'm a witch?"

"that's right honey." Her mother said with great praise.

"are you?" she asked pointing to both of her parents.

"I am dear." Her father said as he stood up. "a wizard, that is. Your mother, however, is not."

Then her mother stood up as well. "we didn't tell you because it was so unlikely it would be passed on to you, genetic-wise and all, but it did, and we aredelighted, as we hope you are too."

Hypothia looked confused, "so what does this mean?"

"it means," said her father, bringing her back to sit with them," that you will be going to the best school of whitchcraft and wizardry there is, Hogwarts. But don't worry, there are a lot of children who did not know of their gift before they got their letter, so you won't be behind."

"it's exiting, isn't it dear." Her mother said, trying to bring her back into the convorsation.

"you leave in a week, so we must go and get your supplies." Her father said as he stood up and extended his hand to Hypothia. She accepted and what seemed like moments afterthey stepped out of their house, they were in a place Hypothia's father called, "Diagon Alley".

"let's see, where to first." He said as he looked around. "why don't we go and get your wand, then we'll go from there."

"sounds good, dad," Hypothia said eagerly. She loved shopping, but something told her this was going to by MUCH better.

They walked into a shop where a man was standing behind a counter. "aah, Charles." He said. "is this the daughter you terll me so much about?"

"yes, this is Hypothia. She will be a first year at Hogwarts, so we must buy a wand."

"well, you've come to the right place." The man said. "let's see, which one's your wand arm?" he said as he looked at Hypothia.

She looked at him puzzled and said, "uh..right?"

"ok then,lets just get your measurments and I'll have a look see in the back." He went back behind his desk and came out with a long box. "try this one."

Hypothia took the wand and pointed it at a window, which, upon her wave, cracked.

"nope, not that one!" the man said taking the wand away from her. He went back again and came out with another wand. "try this."

Hypothia took the wand and flicked it at the ceiling, blue sparks came from it, and Hypothia felt this sudden rush.

"we'll take it." her father said as he handed the man some gold coins and they walked out. "well, must be off to get your robes then." He said and pulled poor Hypothia in a different direction. By lunchtime, she has boxes with her wand, clothes, books, and writing materials. "just one last thing dear."

"what did we forget?" her mother asked looking confused.

"a pet. All first years should have a pet." He took Hypothia's hand and pulled her in another direction.

She walked inside a store with lots of cages in it filled with rats, owls, cats, and toads. She stopped infront of a cage with a spotted owl in it.

"nice choice." Came a voice from behind her.

Hypothia turned around to see who it was. A boy, about her age was standing there. He had jet black hair that seemed to go all over the place. It fell just above his glasses which sheilded 2 green eyes. "thanks." She replied.

"owls are great." The boy said. "bring you your mail and everything."

Hypothia's father came up to her and the boy. "harry!" he exclaimed.

"uncle charles! Where have you been" the boy cried back.

They hugged for a breif moment until Hypothia's father asked the boy, "I've been in the muggle world harry, but how did you know it was me?"

The boy pulled out a photo album from his pocket. "this was given to me after my first year."

Charles looked at the album, then back at the boy, "your parents were wonderful people."

Hypothia, tired of waiting said, "what's going on? What's a muggle? I'm so confused!"

Charles looked at her and said, "it's a long story, better we sit down." they walked to a bench and charles started talking again. "you see, here's how it started. Harry is your cousin. His parents were wizards as well. I met your motherafter I left hogwarts. But back then, people weren't too fond of wizard muggle - er- non-magic person marriages. So we left. It is a good this we did too, because there was a dark wizard, who's name we do not say coming to power. Harry's parents tried to stop him, but he killed them, however, harry was saved."

One thing I don't get, uncle charles," harry said. "weren't muggles and wizards always allowed to-"

Harry stopped when he Charles signaled with his hands to. "so, you see, that's the story." Charles said. "well, must be off then." He said as he started picking up her things. "goodbye harry."

"bye uncle charles!" harry said as he waved.

Hypothia's mother walked back with the owl that hypothiawas looking at earlier. "who was that, charles?" she asked.

"that was James' son Amy." He said as he looked back at Harry.