He Was Just in A Book…
Chapter One A Letter That Changed Her Life
Samantha, Sam to you, woke up on Monday Mourning. She wanted to stay in bed, and wanted to act like she was as dead as a Mummy in The Sahara Desert. But her wishes were not fulfilled however, because her little sister of five, Cassidy, bounded into the room. "SAMANTHA!" Cassidy yelled into Sam's ear. Her blue eyes sparkling, she looked angelic, with her blond ringlets and blue eyes. But to Sam, she was a death package that got all the attention and everything she wanted. Sam always got second best things, and oh, did she hate it! Everything went wrong when Cassidy was around.
Sam turned over and screamed. Cassidy was looking right at her, a bright smile on her face. Sam jumped out of bed right away and hissed through gritted teeth, "Don't scare me like that again!" "Sorry, Samantha." she said innocently, smiling, hands behind her back. "But you got a Letter." Cassidy took out a yellowing envelope there was a green seal on the back, with a large fancy H on it. In shining green ink it read:
Samantha Agnes Quick 180 Daniel Dr.
Second Smallest Bedroom New York City, New York, U.S.A.
"Give me it," Sam said, snatching it angrily from Cassidy who now sat on Sam's bed. She was looking around. Posters supporting Harry Potter were half-tacked up on the walls, her room was painted red and gold, her bed wasn't four posted like Harry Potter had in the magnificent series, like described in the books, but had red sheets.
"I don't like your room, Samantha," Cassidy said, who didn't like how Harry looked, an angered and determined look on his face, holding out a wand. Hermione was on the right side of him, holding her books to her chest, looking just as determined. Ron was on the other side of Harry, broken Wand in hand, and looking determined also. Cassidy said they looked scary, especially Hermione, it looked like she would hit her, or so she said. And this made Sam laugh. Hermione, hurting Cassidy, a little five year old. "Big surprise, you don't like my room," Sam said, opening up the letter. And putting a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. Five minutes later, she dropped the letter, her mouth wide open, a look of shock on her face. "What is it?" Cassidy asked, worried, picking up the letter with what she called 'pretty green ink' written on it. She looked at the letter, a puzzled look on her face, it was not because of what the letter said, but because she couldn't read. Sam fell onto her bed, and screamed into her pillow, while Cassidy asked over and over again, "What is it? What is it Samantha?" Sam looked up, her face red, a smile etched on her face. Sam took the letter more gently from Cassidy, and the began to read it aloud.
Dear Miss Quick,
We are pleased to inform you have been excepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary equipment. Term begins September First. We await you owl by no later than July Thirty-First.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Cassidy looked up at her older, sixteen year old sister in horror. She then screamed, and ran out of the room. Sam smiled, this could be to her advantage. Being a Witch. She then read the list of supplies, with the First Harry Potter Book right next to her.
She was checking the letter, and then the supplies list. It was exactly correct. Each. It was either that this was real, or it was fake, and a joke, and the person playing the joke did a really good job of joking.
Sam then laid on her bed, assuring herself it was a fake, and she shouldn't get her hopes up, she soon fell asleep once again, and woke late that night, someone knocking at her door.
I, choclatelovr910, hopes that this is a good enough story to get a reply. Harry and The Gang will get in here soon enough. Harry is in his sixth year in this fanfic, and so is Sam. Then why isn't she at Hogwarts? Well, it has something to do with her being American. You'll see enough, and just please R&R!
Chapter One A Letter That Changed Her Life
Samantha, Sam to you, woke up on Monday Mourning. She wanted to stay in bed, and wanted to act like she was as dead as a Mummy in The Sahara Desert. But her wishes were not fulfilled however, because her little sister of five, Cassidy, bounded into the room. "SAMANTHA!" Cassidy yelled into Sam's ear. Her blue eyes sparkling, she looked angelic, with her blond ringlets and blue eyes. But to Sam, she was a death package that got all the attention and everything she wanted. Sam always got second best things, and oh, did she hate it! Everything went wrong when Cassidy was around.
Sam turned over and screamed. Cassidy was looking right at her, a bright smile on her face. Sam jumped out of bed right away and hissed through gritted teeth, "Don't scare me like that again!" "Sorry, Samantha." she said innocently, smiling, hands behind her back. "But you got a Letter." Cassidy took out a yellowing envelope there was a green seal on the back, with a large fancy H on it. In shining green ink it read:
Samantha Agnes Quick 180 Daniel Dr.
Second Smallest Bedroom New York City, New York, U.S.A.
"Give me it," Sam said, snatching it angrily from Cassidy who now sat on Sam's bed. She was looking around. Posters supporting Harry Potter were half-tacked up on the walls, her room was painted red and gold, her bed wasn't four posted like Harry Potter had in the magnificent series, like described in the books, but had red sheets.
"I don't like your room, Samantha," Cassidy said, who didn't like how Harry looked, an angered and determined look on his face, holding out a wand. Hermione was on the right side of him, holding her books to her chest, looking just as determined. Ron was on the other side of Harry, broken Wand in hand, and looking determined also. Cassidy said they looked scary, especially Hermione, it looked like she would hit her, or so she said. And this made Sam laugh. Hermione, hurting Cassidy, a little five year old. "Big surprise, you don't like my room," Sam said, opening up the letter. And putting a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. Five minutes later, she dropped the letter, her mouth wide open, a look of shock on her face. "What is it?" Cassidy asked, worried, picking up the letter with what she called 'pretty green ink' written on it. She looked at the letter, a puzzled look on her face, it was not because of what the letter said, but because she couldn't read. Sam fell onto her bed, and screamed into her pillow, while Cassidy asked over and over again, "What is it? What is it Samantha?" Sam looked up, her face red, a smile etched on her face. Sam took the letter more gently from Cassidy, and the began to read it aloud.
Dear Miss Quick,
We are pleased to inform you have been excepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary equipment. Term begins September First. We await you owl by no later than July Thirty-First.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Cassidy looked up at her older, sixteen year old sister in horror. She then screamed, and ran out of the room. Sam smiled, this could be to her advantage. Being a Witch. She then read the list of supplies, with the First Harry Potter Book right next to her.
She was checking the letter, and then the supplies list. It was exactly correct. Each. It was either that this was real, or it was fake, and a joke, and the person playing the joke did a really good job of joking.
Sam then laid on her bed, assuring herself it was a fake, and she shouldn't get her hopes up, she soon fell asleep once again, and woke late that night, someone knocking at her door.
I, choclatelovr910, hopes that this is a good enough story to get a reply. Harry and The Gang will get in here soon enough. Harry is in his sixth year in this fanfic, and so is Sam. Then why isn't she at Hogwarts? Well, it has something to do with her being American. You'll see enough, and just please R&R!