~You guys remember the disclaimer from the first chapter

centerThe Big Reaction/center

She took the letter out of the envelope and unfolded it anxiously. As she scanned her letter her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. The letter read:

centerHOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmater: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump,

International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Black,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted

at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all

neccassary books and equipment.

Term Begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later thanJuly 31.

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress/center

Holy shiznit!!! is this some kind of joke? And what the heck do they mean by await my owl. Normal people usually communicate through telephones, email, or at least letters...but owls?! she thought to herself confused and kind of shocked by the whole thing. She stood up, walked to her window, opened it, and looked outside. Then she noticed a tawny owl that perched itself on her father's metallic blue pick-up truck in broad daylight looking like it was resting. Then she put two and two together, a wierd two and two, but a two and two nevertheless and thought Why don't I just dye my hair blonde and get it over with? How dumb can I get? She ripped a clean sheet of notebook paper out of one of her notebooks stowed away in her bottom desk drawer and wrote down a quick reply to the strange letter:

centerHey um whoever,

I got the letter you sent me and will go to your school...

I guess. i hope this gets to you.

Adriana B. Black/center

She folded her quick note in half and ran downstairs and outside the door. Gently she poked the owl snoozing away atop her dad's truck an said to it," Hey, um...could you take this to whoever mailed me the letter. I mean if you know who sent it." The owl gave a low hoot which she guessed meant yes. So she gave the owl the folded note which he quicly grasped with his beak and watched him fly off importantley. Then she ran back upstairs and got her letter to show her parents. "Mom, Mom, Mom. Dad, Dad, Dad," she yelled while busting into the kitchen out of breath from all of the running up and downstairs.

"What, what, what," her mom replied looking at Adriana curiosly while straightening up the kitchen. Adriana looked around.

"Where's Dad," she asked when she finished looking around.

"He's outside. He's about to mow tha lawn...," her mom answered one eyebrow raised," is that what you wanted to ask?"

"No, ok, and I wanted to show you this," Adriana said raising the letter that she got from that school Hogwarts above her head. "It's a letter from some school called Hogwarts saying how I got accepted and this other stuff."

"Come here and let me have a look at it sweetie," her mom said waving her arm towards herself sitting down at the dining table.

"Okey dokey," Adriana said grabbing herself a seat at the table and handed over her letter to her mom who promptly shook out the rest of it's contents. She looked through all of the stuff inside that was inside of the parchment envelope: the acceptance letter, supply list, ticket to the Hogwarts express, and an airplane ticket with a note attatched to it.

"Here you go Driana," her mom said breaking the silence that had washed over both of them," It's another note for you." Adriana took the note and it read:

centerAdriana,

Here is your airplane ticket to London since you are not yet able or allowed to apparate to Britain, and not exactly capable of traveling by means of Floo Powder. We will have someone fromthe Hogwarts staff meet you at the Muggle airport to take you to get your money from Gringotts, get your supplies, and see you safely onto the train to Hogwarts.

Best Wishes,

Professor Dumbledore/center

She looked up from her letter and said," It says that the airplane ticket is to London and that someone will meet me there to take me to get all my stuff and see me on the train to Hogwarts."

"Well I guess this comes all down to you," her mom said simply," Do you want to go? If you do you do know that it means you won't be able to go to that school of the arts you accepted at for middle school. Either way we'll talk with your dad about this to, ok"

"I already sent a reply to the place so I guess I'm going," Adriana replied," what date's on the plane ticket?"

"Let's see... August 5," her mom answered after scanning the airplane ticket," well at least their flyin' ya first class." After they settled that matter they each went on with their own day. Adriana spent it playing kickball, swimming in her neighbor's pool, and hanging out with friends around the neighborhood outside until she was called inside for dinner. Her mom and dad spent it helping each other do an overall tidy up of the house with the exception of Adriana's room and her laundry while listening to music on the radio and dancing to it like they were so cool.