THE FIRST DESCENDENT

By OmniMaid

Disclaimer: JKR owns Harry Potter, and I own the fanfic. Ask Permission before posting on other sites, please! Danke. NOTE: This chapter contains slivers of writing from the first HP book, and those belong to JK Rowling as well. (I HAVE NO MEANS TO STEAL HER WORK!!)

Chapter Two:

Diagon Alley Again

Avery picked the letter up in two hands, scarcely brave enough to touch it, in fear of it maybe being a dream. Was it? Was she really a muggle and just having a dream of this incredible swelling feeling inside her chest? No...It couldn't be. This was as real as possible.
With her index and middle fingers she slowly ripped open the purple wax seal that was holding in all of her excitement. She pulled out the folded parchment, and opened it up. Inside it read...

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

'Dear Miss Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find an enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 2. We have received your owl and look forward to your time with us.

Yours Faithfully,

Tacy McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

Avery shut her eyes as she felt the huge swelling feeling grow inside her—almost as if someone were inflating a huge balloon inside her chest. Oh, she loved that feeling. She never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever...
"Avery?" She opened her eyes with a start, and looked up at her mother. Mrs. Potter was smiling in a knowing way. "I think I know exactly how you feel. I was the youngest of 7, so I had to watch most of my brothers opening their letters. When Ron went off, the last one before me, I told myself, "There's just one more year, Ginny Weasley..." But, when I went to Kings Cross with mum," she paused grinning at her husband. "I met The Famous Harry Potter for the first time." Mrs. Potter walked over to Harry, and clutched his arm in a playful way.
Her daughter groaned at the site of her parents being in love. "Argh, for crying out loud!" She set down her letter and gingerly removed the list of supplies from the envelope next. It read...

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

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 name tags.

COURSE BOOKS
All students should have (intact) a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
By Miranda Goshawk
Magical History by Gregundom Bagshot
Interpreted Magic Conjecture by Yolanda Talcont
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
1,952 Magical Herbs and Fungi; Revised Edition
 By Tammy Bloome
Beginner's Brewing by Janice Boillere
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them; 52nd Version
 By Newt Scamander
Safeguard from Dark Forces by Remus Lupin

OTHER EQIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring a cat OR rat OR toad OR owl. For a full list
of newly allowed pets, contact Professor Dumbledore.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

Avery looked up from the list again, and turned once more to her
mom. "Are we going to Diagon Alley? I really want to get all this stuff. . . especially my wand." Her wand. The gateway into the real wizarding world. Not just where you would watch your parents and siblings learn magic and become accomplished and all that, you were part of it. YOU KNEW MAGIC.
Mrs. Potter walked over to the dishpan that was scrubbing itself and tapped it lightly with her wand—immediately the pan started drying itself with a towel. "Well, we should think about going over, as the letter did arrive late. Why do you think that was, dear?" she said, turning to her husband with a small frown. "Why were they late this year?"
Mr. Potter shrugged as he hung up his sooty cloak. He brushed the last bit of dust from his navy blue robes, his forehead creased with long lines. "Well, whatever it was, Albus must have a reason. You know, I heard Finch-Fletchey talking to Sydney Tyrt today. They heard that there was quite the uproar in Surrey today." He grimaced. "A witch in a dark red robe was caught blowing up muggle houses! They caught her just before she was about to perform the curse a second time, but she muttered an incantation and vanished." His frown deepened in thought. He started again, "She was described as having long, black hair and being about 6' 3" I'm supposed to be on the lookout." Mr. Potter sighed and conjured a mug of coffee with a flick of his wand. He took a long sip.
"A pretty tall story, if you ask me."
Avery was slightly rattled. A new evil-doer? But they had just finished seeking out the last of You-Know-Who's Death Eaters! She
shuddered, and stood up once more, seeking refuge from the latest in death and destruction. "Mum, Dad, I think I'm going to go get ready for our trip tonite. See you in 20 minutes!" Avery mumbled as an excuse. She sprinted up the staircase, her heart beating in anticipation for their outing to Diagon Alley. . .