Welcome to Hogwarts, Willow Rosenberg
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognise. They belong to the geniuses Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling. I own the plot.
Chapter 1 – In which Willow receives a letter
Willow Rosenberg woke up the morning after her 11th birthday to bright sunshine. She walked downstairs and collected the mail. There were a few postcards, some official looking envelopes that were probably bills, and a thick yellow envelope made from parchment. Willow looked at this one curiously and saw that it was addressed to her. Written in green ink was:
Miss W. Rosenberg
18 Wilkins Crescent
Sunnydale
California
USA
She walked into the kitchen where her parents Ira and Sheila Rosenberg were sitting down to breakfast. Willow handed her mother the mail in a daze still staring at her letter. She turned it over and saw it was sealed with wax. The seal was an 'H' surrounded by four animals, a lion, a snake, a badger and an eagle. Willow broke the seal and took out a sheet of parchment that read
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Rosenberg
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are one of 5 overseas students this year. Enclosed is a list of supplies that you will need for the coming school year, a plane ticket, and a train ticket. You will be able to pick up your school supplies in Diagon Alley. In Sunnydale there is a small restaurant called Eyeless Newts. From there you will be shown to Diagon Alley. Please be at L.A. International Airport on August 31st at 10am. Your plane will leave from Gate C. The train leaves Kings Cross Station, London at 11am from Platform 9 ¾. We await your owl no later than August 1st.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"Honey? Honey? Is something wrong?" Sheila asked Willow. Willow passed her the parchment and took out the second sheet and tickets. Sheila read through the letter. "Oh my," was all she could say. It was then that Ira Rosenberg realized that his wife and daughter were just sitting there silent when usually they would be chatting away on top note.
He looked at them and asked, "Are you two okay?" Sheila gave him the letter and he read it through. Willow finally came to life while her father was reading the letter. Her brain had finally registered what the letter had said.
"I'm a witch!" Willow exclaimed. She was now very excited. "Mummy, Daddy can I please go to Hogwarts? Please?"
Ira and Sheila looked at each other. "Well... I suppose you can go. You're going to be away from us for the nearly the whole year so if you promise that you'll behave yourself at school then you can go," said Ira. Sheila also nodded her approval. Willow became even more excited. She couldn't speak. Then she jumped up and ran to hug her father.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Daddy!!"
"Now Willow, remember that you can't go around telling people that you're a witch," Sheila warned her eager daughter.
Willow pouted. "Well can I tell Xander? I won't be able to keep this a secret from him for long. I promise I won't tell anyone else, just Xander. He's my best friend, please?"
Sheila let out a resigned sigh, "Okay Xander but only Xander." Willow grinned.
"Mummy can I go over to Xander's after breakfast?" Sheila nodded. Willow had a couple of pieces of toast then went to get dressed.
She came back down 10 minutes later in a pair of shorts and a dark green tank top that complemented her long red hair. "I'll be home for dinner. Bye now!" Willow picked up her letter and walked to Xander's house.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognise. They belong to the geniuses Joss Whedon and J.K. Rowling. I own the plot.
Chapter 1 – In which Willow receives a letter
Willow Rosenberg woke up the morning after her 11th birthday to bright sunshine. She walked downstairs and collected the mail. There were a few postcards, some official looking envelopes that were probably bills, and a thick yellow envelope made from parchment. Willow looked at this one curiously and saw that it was addressed to her. Written in green ink was:
Miss W. Rosenberg
18 Wilkins Crescent
Sunnydale
California
USA
She walked into the kitchen where her parents Ira and Sheila Rosenberg were sitting down to breakfast. Willow handed her mother the mail in a daze still staring at her letter. She turned it over and saw it was sealed with wax. The seal was an 'H' surrounded by four animals, a lion, a snake, a badger and an eagle. Willow broke the seal and took out a sheet of parchment that read
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Rosenberg
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You are one of 5 overseas students this year. Enclosed is a list of supplies that you will need for the coming school year, a plane ticket, and a train ticket. You will be able to pick up your school supplies in Diagon Alley. In Sunnydale there is a small restaurant called Eyeless Newts. From there you will be shown to Diagon Alley. Please be at L.A. International Airport on August 31st at 10am. Your plane will leave from Gate C. The train leaves Kings Cross Station, London at 11am from Platform 9 ¾. We await your owl no later than August 1st.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"Honey? Honey? Is something wrong?" Sheila asked Willow. Willow passed her the parchment and took out the second sheet and tickets. Sheila read through the letter. "Oh my," was all she could say. It was then that Ira Rosenberg realized that his wife and daughter were just sitting there silent when usually they would be chatting away on top note.
He looked at them and asked, "Are you two okay?" Sheila gave him the letter and he read it through. Willow finally came to life while her father was reading the letter. Her brain had finally registered what the letter had said.
"I'm a witch!" Willow exclaimed. She was now very excited. "Mummy, Daddy can I please go to Hogwarts? Please?"
Ira and Sheila looked at each other. "Well... I suppose you can go. You're going to be away from us for the nearly the whole year so if you promise that you'll behave yourself at school then you can go," said Ira. Sheila also nodded her approval. Willow became even more excited. She couldn't speak. Then she jumped up and ran to hug her father.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Daddy!!"
"Now Willow, remember that you can't go around telling people that you're a witch," Sheila warned her eager daughter.
Willow pouted. "Well can I tell Xander? I won't be able to keep this a secret from him for long. I promise I won't tell anyone else, just Xander. He's my best friend, please?"
Sheila let out a resigned sigh, "Okay Xander but only Xander." Willow grinned.
"Mummy can I go over to Xander's after breakfast?" Sheila nodded. Willow had a couple of pieces of toast then went to get dressed.
She came back down 10 minutes later in a pair of shorts and a dark green tank top that complemented her long red hair. "I'll be home for dinner. Bye now!" Willow picked up her letter and walked to Xander's house.
