Disclaimer: The plot, the camp, anything to do with the camp, also Michelle
and Morgan belong to me. Everything else belongs to the wonderful J.K.
Rowling!
Hi all! Welcome to my story called Why Secrets Shouldn't be Kept! I hope you enjoy it and once your done..what do you do? Review! Review! Review! Heh hyper moment! O yes! I would like to thank my Beta Drama Queen!
One warm summer night at Camp White Crescent just as the last light went out in the last cabin letting the moon's light flow freely, a scream came from Geneva Cabin causing the cabin light at once to flicker back to life.
"Eeek!" A petite young girl of 11 with wavy blonde hair and hazel eyes screamed as a large tawny owl fluttered around and surprised by the sudden loud voice and the lights it dropped three letters which was carrying and quickly flew out the window.
"I thought this place was supposed to be pest free!" Said the same girl putting mosquito repellent ointment on her pale skin." Jeez, Michelle- we're in a camp in the middle of the forest. Of course there are going to be pests!" Lily Evans, a tall 11 year girl with curly red hair and dazzling green eyes, shouted at her extremely spoiled yet good friend Michelle Casel.
"Now ladies, just because an owl flew in here does not give you a right to cause a commotion after lights out," their counselor said calmly. Lily and Michelle looked at their counselor strangely. "Is an owl flying around the room normal for her or something? How does she not expect a commotion!" Lily thought to herself.
As the counselor walked away Lily noticed the fallen letters that the owl had dropped earlier. Lily who loved getting mail totally forgot about the counselor just told her as she jumped out of her bed and said, "Oh! Mail!"
Around her, her cabin mates were groaning because it was 10:30 at night and they were all tired from the "fun-filled" day of camp and just wanted to sleep. "Oh Lily, can't it wait? I'm tired!" A random girl complained. Lily ignored the girl as she picked up the three letters.
Lily noticed that the three letters were exactly the same except they were addressed to different people. The letters were addressed in the same loopy handwriting in the same emerald green ink. The envelope was a yellowish color and it felt like parchment and in the back the letter was closed with wax and there seemed to be a crest but she couldn't make it out. Lily was too involved in the letters to realize everyone was either looking at her or underneath their covers trying to fall asleep.
Lily then realized one of the letters was for her. She usually ripped the envelope from the letter- "but this letter is different," Lily thought to herself. She looked over the letter her green eyes filled with confusion.
Suddenly a voice came over the loudspeaker, which snapped Lily out of her "trance". " Will Ms. Casel, Ms. Evans, Ms. Owens and Mr. Pettigrew please report down to the main office with your letters. Thank you, that will be all."
"What is that man talking about?" Michelle started. "I don't have a letter!" Lily who was getting quite annoyed with her friend's brattiness shoved her letter into her chest. "There Michelle, now you have a letter." Lily added. "Thanks," muttered Michelle.
"Um, Lily?" Lily turned around to see Morgan Owens, an extremely tall girl for the age of 11 with brown straight hair and grey eyes and just happened to be the girl who complained to her earlier. "Can I have my letter please?" Morgan said as she was rubbing her eyes with tiredness. "Oh yeah, sure," Lily said as she handed Morgan her letter.
"Now ladies, come back as soon as this business in the main office is done, alright?" Their counselor said. The girls nodded and then walked out of the cabin door leaving almost everyone in the cabin in utter confusion.
If you were in the camp and just happened to look out the window at the right time that night you would have seen quite a strange sight. Lily, Michelle and Morgan, who still were in their pajamas, were trying to find there way to the main office with only the moon's light to guide them.
"Should we open our letters now?" Morgan asked clutching her letter and moving a branch out of her way. Lily opened her mouth to say something but was quickly cut off by Michelle, who Lily was beginning to think was on the verge of going insane. "Are you mad!?! Of course we shouldn't open them! Father always tells me, that if I don't know who the letter is from or what is in it I should have Miles, our butler, open it." Lily and Morgan just rolled their eyes.
After a few moment of silence they found themselves in front main office. Lily sighed happily. "About time," Lily said gratefully as she opened the door.
Once inside Lily officially got scared. The camp director was talking to a coat hanger just like it was his best friend. While on the other side of the room a woman with glasses and black hair in a bun was wearing the strangest clothes Lily had ever seen! It seemed to be like a dress but wasn't, and what Lily thought was a stick was sticking out of the pocket of whatever she was wearing.
The woman was talking to the boy Lily recognized as Peter Pettigrew, a short chubby boy with blonde hair and beady blue eyes from the Ladoga Cabin. He was nodding his head every so often as the strange woman continued.
After a few awkward moments for the girls the woman finally realized they were there. She turned to the girls and smiled and with great enthusiasm said, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
"What?" Lily blurted out. "Didn't you read your letters?" The woman asked. "Um, no," Morgan replied. "Well why didn't you? Open them now, then." Lily and Morgan glanced at Michelle before opening their letters. As Lily read her letter she became quite confused.
Dear Ms. Evans,
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. Term begins September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st.
Your Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Michelle, who finished just a second before Lily, screamed out, "Is this some kind of joke? Who are you and what do you want!?!" Lily slapped her head in utter frustration.
Yet the woman didn't seem affected at all. "I am Minerva McGonagall, Professor and Deputy Headmistress at Hogwarts. I don't want anything- I'm just doing my job in telling you that you have been accepted and no, this is not a joke. We have notified your parents and they are all very proud of you and you will all be attending in the fall."
Lily glanced at Peter who seemed to be the least confused in this new situation. "You should all be going back to your cabins now. All of you will be going to Diagon Alley to get your supplies. Now, run along."
Lily, who was still trying to get over the shock of being a witch, was amazed how Minerva was able to tell the four of them all of this so easily. Minerva quickly shooed the three girls out.
"Now, Peter." Minerva started as soon as Lily, Michelle and Morgan were out of the room. "You know the most of our world out of the four of you. If the girls have any questions, do your best to answer them." Peter nodded his head. "All right, Professor," Peter answered quickly and then headed out the door.
When the girls got back to their cabin they were happy because everyone has fallen asleep. Lily then realized even though she was quite excited she was also quite tired. The three girls muttered their goodnight and fell asleep almost instantly. Their sleep was full of dreams of what would await them at Hogwarts.
Hope you liked it! I'm working on the next chapter at the moment and I'll have it up soon I promise! So stay tuned for Chapter 2! Now what do you do? Review! Review! Review! Flames are welcomed too..dunno why I'm saying that but they are!
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Hi all! Welcome to my story called Why Secrets Shouldn't be Kept! I hope you enjoy it and once your done..what do you do? Review! Review! Review! Heh hyper moment! O yes! I would like to thank my Beta Drama Queen!
One warm summer night at Camp White Crescent just as the last light went out in the last cabin letting the moon's light flow freely, a scream came from Geneva Cabin causing the cabin light at once to flicker back to life.
"Eeek!" A petite young girl of 11 with wavy blonde hair and hazel eyes screamed as a large tawny owl fluttered around and surprised by the sudden loud voice and the lights it dropped three letters which was carrying and quickly flew out the window.
"I thought this place was supposed to be pest free!" Said the same girl putting mosquito repellent ointment on her pale skin." Jeez, Michelle- we're in a camp in the middle of the forest. Of course there are going to be pests!" Lily Evans, a tall 11 year girl with curly red hair and dazzling green eyes, shouted at her extremely spoiled yet good friend Michelle Casel.
"Now ladies, just because an owl flew in here does not give you a right to cause a commotion after lights out," their counselor said calmly. Lily and Michelle looked at their counselor strangely. "Is an owl flying around the room normal for her or something? How does she not expect a commotion!" Lily thought to herself.
As the counselor walked away Lily noticed the fallen letters that the owl had dropped earlier. Lily who loved getting mail totally forgot about the counselor just told her as she jumped out of her bed and said, "Oh! Mail!"
Around her, her cabin mates were groaning because it was 10:30 at night and they were all tired from the "fun-filled" day of camp and just wanted to sleep. "Oh Lily, can't it wait? I'm tired!" A random girl complained. Lily ignored the girl as she picked up the three letters.
Lily noticed that the three letters were exactly the same except they were addressed to different people. The letters were addressed in the same loopy handwriting in the same emerald green ink. The envelope was a yellowish color and it felt like parchment and in the back the letter was closed with wax and there seemed to be a crest but she couldn't make it out. Lily was too involved in the letters to realize everyone was either looking at her or underneath their covers trying to fall asleep.
Lily then realized one of the letters was for her. She usually ripped the envelope from the letter- "but this letter is different," Lily thought to herself. She looked over the letter her green eyes filled with confusion.
Suddenly a voice came over the loudspeaker, which snapped Lily out of her "trance". " Will Ms. Casel, Ms. Evans, Ms. Owens and Mr. Pettigrew please report down to the main office with your letters. Thank you, that will be all."
"What is that man talking about?" Michelle started. "I don't have a letter!" Lily who was getting quite annoyed with her friend's brattiness shoved her letter into her chest. "There Michelle, now you have a letter." Lily added. "Thanks," muttered Michelle.
"Um, Lily?" Lily turned around to see Morgan Owens, an extremely tall girl for the age of 11 with brown straight hair and grey eyes and just happened to be the girl who complained to her earlier. "Can I have my letter please?" Morgan said as she was rubbing her eyes with tiredness. "Oh yeah, sure," Lily said as she handed Morgan her letter.
"Now ladies, come back as soon as this business in the main office is done, alright?" Their counselor said. The girls nodded and then walked out of the cabin door leaving almost everyone in the cabin in utter confusion.
If you were in the camp and just happened to look out the window at the right time that night you would have seen quite a strange sight. Lily, Michelle and Morgan, who still were in their pajamas, were trying to find there way to the main office with only the moon's light to guide them.
"Should we open our letters now?" Morgan asked clutching her letter and moving a branch out of her way. Lily opened her mouth to say something but was quickly cut off by Michelle, who Lily was beginning to think was on the verge of going insane. "Are you mad!?! Of course we shouldn't open them! Father always tells me, that if I don't know who the letter is from or what is in it I should have Miles, our butler, open it." Lily and Morgan just rolled their eyes.
After a few moment of silence they found themselves in front main office. Lily sighed happily. "About time," Lily said gratefully as she opened the door.
Once inside Lily officially got scared. The camp director was talking to a coat hanger just like it was his best friend. While on the other side of the room a woman with glasses and black hair in a bun was wearing the strangest clothes Lily had ever seen! It seemed to be like a dress but wasn't, and what Lily thought was a stick was sticking out of the pocket of whatever she was wearing.
The woman was talking to the boy Lily recognized as Peter Pettigrew, a short chubby boy with blonde hair and beady blue eyes from the Ladoga Cabin. He was nodding his head every so often as the strange woman continued.
After a few awkward moments for the girls the woman finally realized they were there. She turned to the girls and smiled and with great enthusiasm said, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
"What?" Lily blurted out. "Didn't you read your letters?" The woman asked. "Um, no," Morgan replied. "Well why didn't you? Open them now, then." Lily and Morgan glanced at Michelle before opening their letters. As Lily read her letter she became quite confused.
Dear Ms. Evans,
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. Term begins September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st.
Your Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Michelle, who finished just a second before Lily, screamed out, "Is this some kind of joke? Who are you and what do you want!?!" Lily slapped her head in utter frustration.
Yet the woman didn't seem affected at all. "I am Minerva McGonagall, Professor and Deputy Headmistress at Hogwarts. I don't want anything- I'm just doing my job in telling you that you have been accepted and no, this is not a joke. We have notified your parents and they are all very proud of you and you will all be attending in the fall."
Lily glanced at Peter who seemed to be the least confused in this new situation. "You should all be going back to your cabins now. All of you will be going to Diagon Alley to get your supplies. Now, run along."
Lily, who was still trying to get over the shock of being a witch, was amazed how Minerva was able to tell the four of them all of this so easily. Minerva quickly shooed the three girls out.
"Now, Peter." Minerva started as soon as Lily, Michelle and Morgan were out of the room. "You know the most of our world out of the four of you. If the girls have any questions, do your best to answer them." Peter nodded his head. "All right, Professor," Peter answered quickly and then headed out the door.
When the girls got back to their cabin they were happy because everyone has fallen asleep. Lily then realized even though she was quite excited she was also quite tired. The three girls muttered their goodnight and fell asleep almost instantly. Their sleep was full of dreams of what would await them at Hogwarts.
Hope you liked it! I'm working on the next chapter at the moment and I'll have it up soon I promise! So stay tuned for Chapter 2! Now what do you do? Review! Review! Review! Flames are welcomed too..dunno why I'm saying that but they are!
Till Next Chapter
OvenMitts