Well, here I am again, I know I've updated this fast but it's a story that lingers in the back of my head, I feel like I gotta tell the world or it'll disappear. Though I think we all feel like that at least once in our lives (especially if you're a member of ff.net). Anyway, on with the story.
CHAPTER 1: OF LETTERS AND OWLS.
Two weeks had passed since that day when Scott, Sina and Kamil had become friends, and the grade six graduations was fast approaching. Ever since grade one, Kamil had been eagerly looking forward to going to Secondary School, where he would be able to make friends without Andrew Graham making him feel the lowest form of life on Earth. But now that he had friends, he wished the year-end to come slower, so naturally, it seemed to come faster than ever. Things were a lot better now, with his two cronies gone, Andrew consorted to making rude hand gestures at Kamil, which would follow by Sina brandishing his fist violently at Andrew, who in turn would turn pale and turn around. This was cause of much laughter in the classroom, as well as the three writing down dirty jokes on bits of paper and signing it in class, passing them around to test the teacher if she would notice it. (She once found one of Sina's ones, though he made her believe he swore it wasn't his.) Sina was down for Aquinas, which was a boarding school. Scott was going to Bayswater High School, the local government school. And Kamil was going to go to Wantirna Secondary, another government school but in slightly better condition than Bayswater.
After the home bell had rang, Kamil, Scott and Sina walked their separate ways home. As he reached his driveway, he opened up the letterbox and took out a thick wad of letters, slightly thicker than usual. As he came home, he threw his bag on the floor, sat at the table, threw down the letters and proclaimed. "The mail's here!" His family sat down and started ruffling through it; Kamil lay back and closed his eyes, knowing for certain that nothing in the pile would interest him. "Bill," his father recited almost casually. "Bill, bill, letter from relatives, bill, let... what the?" Kamil opened his eyes to see his entire family; dad, Peter and Joanne entranced by one letter. "What is it?" He asked, wondering if it was one particularly oversized bill. "I-it's for you." Said his dad, handing him the yellow, thick, and unusually heavy letter. Kamil read the address.
Mr K. Suwara
First Room on the Right
12 Tormore Rd
Boronia
Melbourne
Kamil stared at the address, it was written in bright green ink. One part had definitely caught his eyes 'First Room on the Right'. Who had written the letter? How did they know where he slept? Where they watching him? Where they doing it right now? With shaking hands he turned the letter over, the letter was sealed by wax, which was emblazoned by a signet. He studied the symbol carefully. It showed a shield, coated with too many symbols to study at this small size, though in the centre was an obvious letter "E". On one side of the shield was a farmer, dressed in a colonial garb. On the other side was a robed figure, and whereas the farmer was holding out a hoe, the robed figure was holding out what looked like a small stick. Kamil recognised this as a colonial coat of arms. History was Kamil's favourite subject. "Well, open it." The voice had almost made him jump, he had forgotten his family was there. He realised they were all staring at him intently. "Well, go on!" His brother urged him. His hands now shaking uncontrollably, he broke the seal, took out the letter and studied the words written in the same green ink, this he read out to his family.
Elysium, College for the Magically Enabled
Headmaster: Terry Bennet
(Order of Merlin, Third Class, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr Suwara
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at
Elysium, College for the Magically Enabled. Please find enclosed a
list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 February, we await your owl no later than
25 December.
Yours truly
Kristen Legassick
Deputy Headmistress
Kamil looked to the faces of his family. They all were staring at the letter, with their mouths dropped open. "I-I'm going to wizard school?" He asked, amazed. "Wait a minute," John had finally found his voice. "I think we should review our choices before we jump to conclusions." Peter was studying him shrewdly, "You, a wizard, since when?" Kamil had always dreamed of magic, but he was, throughout his life, made to believe it didn't exist. Kamil re-read the letter quietly, after doing so, he looked at his father and asked. "What do they mean, 'we await your owl'?" His family shrugged. His father, deep in thought about the whole subject, said, "Well, what's the other letter?" Kamil pulled another heavy letter from the thick envelope, which was stranger still.
Elysium College for the Magically Enabled
Uniform
First year students will require:
1. Three Sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags
Set Books
All students should have a copy each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
Magic Through the Ages by James Ptolemy
The Inner Workings of Magic by Serena Karlos
Transfiguration made easier (grade 1) by Janusz Smolensk
Fungi, Spices, Herbs and Magic by Henry Jarves
Potions for Beginners by Megora Ipswich
Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them by Newt Scamander
Dark Forces, The Theory by Earl Fenniwig
Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (copper, standard size 2)
1 set glass phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a rat
(Note that toads of any kind are strictly forbidden)
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE
NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.
After that Kamil looked from Peter, to his father and to Joanne. "So, can I go?" was all that he could say. He really wanted to go learn magic at school; the idea made him excited. "Hold on a minute!" His father said. "Did you stop and think this could be some joke?" The unpleasant thought made it's way into Kamil's head "I've never heard of such a thing in my life," said his father sternly, "There is nothing, no where about this kind of thing ever in history." Kamil slowly nodded, his dreams fading and dying right there on the dining table. His father, seeing Kamil's emotions clearly through his eyes. "Alright, I'll tell you what we'll do. We won't send any reply, and if they send us another letter, we'll know it's serious." Kamil nodded and slowly stood up from the table. "Where are you going?" Asked his brother, with a sympathetic look in his eyes. He had been a good friend to Kamil, especially when no one else was. He could see how much his brother didn't fit in, and he would give anything to have Kamil be with friends of his own age. "I just want to go for a walk, you know, think about it a bit." With that, Kamil took the letters and left out the front door.
Outside, Kamil was walking down his driveway when he stopped suddenly. There on his letterbox, was an owl! He looked at it shrewdly. Kamil had never in his life seen an owl, even at night. He knew it must have been there for a reason. He walked right up to it, it looked at him lazily, instead of been frightened or startled. He noticed a small leather line and hitch connecting the two legs of the owl together. Kamil was a relatively smart boy, so he put two and two together. "We await your owl no later than 25th December." He took the first letter, turned it over. He took a pen out of his pocket, one that he always keeps in his school pants, just in case. "Kamil would be pleased to attend the Elysium College for the magically enabled." He put his father's name, John Suwara, underneath. Put the letter back in the envelope, and fixed it onto the owl's hitch. Immediately, the owl took off, flying into the distance.
Kamil walked away, re-reading the equipment list. "I wonder why we can't have any toads?" he asked himself. Shrugging, he kept on walking, wether it was hoax or not, Kamil had no idea. But one thing was for sure, if it was, it would have to be one of the biggest ones he'd ever heard of.
A/N
FINALLY!!!!!!!! This chapter took me ages to write, which is good cos I have actually developed a pretty decent plot for this. The idea actually started when I thought, I wonder how muggle borns got to Diagon Alley? Well, the idea developed from there into a pretty hardcore plot of betrayal and twists. Anyway, that whole toad thing is a bit of an Aussie joke, you know, the whole cane toad deal.
CHAPTER 1: OF LETTERS AND OWLS.
Two weeks had passed since that day when Scott, Sina and Kamil had become friends, and the grade six graduations was fast approaching. Ever since grade one, Kamil had been eagerly looking forward to going to Secondary School, where he would be able to make friends without Andrew Graham making him feel the lowest form of life on Earth. But now that he had friends, he wished the year-end to come slower, so naturally, it seemed to come faster than ever. Things were a lot better now, with his two cronies gone, Andrew consorted to making rude hand gestures at Kamil, which would follow by Sina brandishing his fist violently at Andrew, who in turn would turn pale and turn around. This was cause of much laughter in the classroom, as well as the three writing down dirty jokes on bits of paper and signing it in class, passing them around to test the teacher if she would notice it. (She once found one of Sina's ones, though he made her believe he swore it wasn't his.) Sina was down for Aquinas, which was a boarding school. Scott was going to Bayswater High School, the local government school. And Kamil was going to go to Wantirna Secondary, another government school but in slightly better condition than Bayswater.
After the home bell had rang, Kamil, Scott and Sina walked their separate ways home. As he reached his driveway, he opened up the letterbox and took out a thick wad of letters, slightly thicker than usual. As he came home, he threw his bag on the floor, sat at the table, threw down the letters and proclaimed. "The mail's here!" His family sat down and started ruffling through it; Kamil lay back and closed his eyes, knowing for certain that nothing in the pile would interest him. "Bill," his father recited almost casually. "Bill, bill, letter from relatives, bill, let... what the?" Kamil opened his eyes to see his entire family; dad, Peter and Joanne entranced by one letter. "What is it?" He asked, wondering if it was one particularly oversized bill. "I-it's for you." Said his dad, handing him the yellow, thick, and unusually heavy letter. Kamil read the address.
Mr K. Suwara
First Room on the Right
12 Tormore Rd
Boronia
Melbourne
Kamil stared at the address, it was written in bright green ink. One part had definitely caught his eyes 'First Room on the Right'. Who had written the letter? How did they know where he slept? Where they watching him? Where they doing it right now? With shaking hands he turned the letter over, the letter was sealed by wax, which was emblazoned by a signet. He studied the symbol carefully. It showed a shield, coated with too many symbols to study at this small size, though in the centre was an obvious letter "E". On one side of the shield was a farmer, dressed in a colonial garb. On the other side was a robed figure, and whereas the farmer was holding out a hoe, the robed figure was holding out what looked like a small stick. Kamil recognised this as a colonial coat of arms. History was Kamil's favourite subject. "Well, open it." The voice had almost made him jump, he had forgotten his family was there. He realised they were all staring at him intently. "Well, go on!" His brother urged him. His hands now shaking uncontrollably, he broke the seal, took out the letter and studied the words written in the same green ink, this he read out to his family.
Elysium, College for the Magically Enabled
Headmaster: Terry Bennet
(Order of Merlin, Third Class, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr Suwara
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at
Elysium, College for the Magically Enabled. Please find enclosed a
list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 February, we await your owl no later than
25 December.
Yours truly
Kristen Legassick
Deputy Headmistress
Kamil looked to the faces of his family. They all were staring at the letter, with their mouths dropped open. "I-I'm going to wizard school?" He asked, amazed. "Wait a minute," John had finally found his voice. "I think we should review our choices before we jump to conclusions." Peter was studying him shrewdly, "You, a wizard, since when?" Kamil had always dreamed of magic, but he was, throughout his life, made to believe it didn't exist. Kamil re-read the letter quietly, after doing so, he looked at his father and asked. "What do they mean, 'we await your owl'?" His family shrugged. His father, deep in thought about the whole subject, said, "Well, what's the other letter?" Kamil pulled another heavy letter from the thick envelope, which was stranger still.
Elysium College for the Magically Enabled
Uniform
First year students will require:
1. Three Sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags
Set Books
All students should have a copy each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
Magic Through the Ages by James Ptolemy
The Inner Workings of Magic by Serena Karlos
Transfiguration made easier (grade 1) by Janusz Smolensk
Fungi, Spices, Herbs and Magic by Henry Jarves
Potions for Beginners by Megora Ipswich
Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them by Newt Scamander
Dark Forces, The Theory by Earl Fenniwig
Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (copper, standard size 2)
1 set glass phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a rat
(Note that toads of any kind are strictly forbidden)
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE
NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.
After that Kamil looked from Peter, to his father and to Joanne. "So, can I go?" was all that he could say. He really wanted to go learn magic at school; the idea made him excited. "Hold on a minute!" His father said. "Did you stop and think this could be some joke?" The unpleasant thought made it's way into Kamil's head "I've never heard of such a thing in my life," said his father sternly, "There is nothing, no where about this kind of thing ever in history." Kamil slowly nodded, his dreams fading and dying right there on the dining table. His father, seeing Kamil's emotions clearly through his eyes. "Alright, I'll tell you what we'll do. We won't send any reply, and if they send us another letter, we'll know it's serious." Kamil nodded and slowly stood up from the table. "Where are you going?" Asked his brother, with a sympathetic look in his eyes. He had been a good friend to Kamil, especially when no one else was. He could see how much his brother didn't fit in, and he would give anything to have Kamil be with friends of his own age. "I just want to go for a walk, you know, think about it a bit." With that, Kamil took the letters and left out the front door.
Outside, Kamil was walking down his driveway when he stopped suddenly. There on his letterbox, was an owl! He looked at it shrewdly. Kamil had never in his life seen an owl, even at night. He knew it must have been there for a reason. He walked right up to it, it looked at him lazily, instead of been frightened or startled. He noticed a small leather line and hitch connecting the two legs of the owl together. Kamil was a relatively smart boy, so he put two and two together. "We await your owl no later than 25th December." He took the first letter, turned it over. He took a pen out of his pocket, one that he always keeps in his school pants, just in case. "Kamil would be pleased to attend the Elysium College for the magically enabled." He put his father's name, John Suwara, underneath. Put the letter back in the envelope, and fixed it onto the owl's hitch. Immediately, the owl took off, flying into the distance.
Kamil walked away, re-reading the equipment list. "I wonder why we can't have any toads?" he asked himself. Shrugging, he kept on walking, wether it was hoax or not, Kamil had no idea. But one thing was for sure, if it was, it would have to be one of the biggest ones he'd ever heard of.
A/N
FINALLY!!!!!!!! This chapter took me ages to write, which is good cos I have actually developed a pretty decent plot for this. The idea actually started when I thought, I wonder how muggle borns got to Diagon Alley? Well, the idea developed from there into a pretty hardcore plot of betrayal and twists. Anyway, that whole toad thing is a bit of an Aussie joke, you know, the whole cane toad deal.
