The Dudleys had told Harriett that they had adopted her. Harriett couldn't help but be suspicious of if this was true. Why did they want another kid if they were going to treat her so badly? Did it just seem like the normal thing to do at the time? Weren't they worried about being gossiped about when they did it? These questions boiled in Harriett's head. The Dudleys didn't even want Harriett saying she was their daughter. Everyone thought she was the Dudley's niece/ cousin. Harriett finished her braid and rolled over on the bed. She knew it was impossible for her parents to have sent that letter. Her parents died when she was younger in a train accident. She was in it too but got away if nothing but that scar of the 'X'. But Harriett never really completely accepted the fact that they were dead. It seemed like that had to be alive somewhere.

Harriett lifted herself off the bed. "I've got to gat to that letter," she told herself. She then looked at the nearest clock to see that it was 8pm. This was perfect. The Dudleys were watching TV and Darsey was at the mall. Where would they put a letter they didn't want Harriett want find? Was it in the trash? Did Aunt Patty bake it in a pie? Harriett just sighed and sat back down on her mattress. There was no hope in finding the letter. Where would she look? - "THUD!" Harriett jumped up. An owl flew into the window on the garage door! Harriett ran and opened the door. The owl lay, face- up, on the ground with it's legs in the air.

"Awww... Poor owl" Harriett said as she picked him up. Then, the owl sprung back up, dropped a letter, and flew off. Harriett picked up the letter. It looked like the same one from earlier! But how did the owl get to it? Harriett didn't care. As long as she had it. She hurriedly opened it and read:

Dear Harriett Porter,

We are glad to inform you that you have been accepted with a full scholarship to- Oh, this isn't working. I'm going to rewrite this-

'S up Harriett!?

What's crackin?! Just thought I'd let u know that you've been accepted to PigPimples School of Wizardry and Witchcraft! Yaddy, yaddy, yah. Blah, blah, blah. You, that stuff... You'll need:

Then, there was a list of various books, a broom, a wand, and a rubber chicken, ECT... Then, there was more information on the school and a signature at the bottom signed Albert Dumbledude. Harriett stared. She had always felt different and always had weird thing happening to her. Once, she woke up in the middle of the night and fell! She had no idea how; she just did, as if she were floating. There was also a broom next to her and she had somehow got onto the middle of the lawn. She had just assumed she was sleepwalking and dreaming she was running away. She had never stopped thinking about that night, though. Harriett continued to stare at the mysterious letter and then dropped it. She knew it had to be a joke. But then, Harriett started to think about it. She wanted it to be true so much. A magical school where she could stay and be away from the Dudleys would be more that she could ever ask for. And how did an owl deliver a letter? Why didn't Aunt Patty want her to see it? Harriett started to wonder and lay on her bad again. But not before hearing her stomach growl. She had missed dinner, again, like she normally did. She hated having dinner with the Dudleys and winced at the thought. She rised from her bed and started towards the kitchen to get a snack. Unfortunately, Aunt Patty was also in the kitchen, washing dishes.

"What are you doing out of your room!?" she nagged. Harriett had snuck out to get a snack. When she wasn't doing chores or serving dinner, she wasn't allowed out of her room.

"Um... I just wanted to ask you about a letter I got..." Harriett lied.

"What!?" She intruded. "That's absurd! Who would possibly want to send YOU mail!?"

"It's from a school-" Harriett started.

"What school?" Aunt Patty intruded again.

"Um, well, I think it might have been a prank or someth-"

"What school!?" She demanded.

"Pigpimples School of Wizardry and Witchcraft." Harriett answered.

Aunt Patty stood still for a minute, staring. "Why, you filthy little! How dare you steal something I took from you!-"

"I didn't! That owl brought another one!" Harriett objected.

Aunt Patty eyed Harriett. "Well, you are not going!" Then, she turned around and continued washing dishes.

By now, Harriett was positive that this was no joke. "Why not?!"

"You're not going! My family is not going to be a freak show! We're going to be normal! Normal!"

"So if I go, we won't have to deal with each other!"

"No! Now go to your room! GO!" Aunt Patty yelled, pointing to Harriett's garage.

"Ugh!" Harriett said. She was angry, but knew fighting with Aunt Patty wouldn't change anything. She started towards her room, still hungry-

"SLAM!" The front door just banged open by it's self! Harriett looked out into the dark, half expecting a ghost to fly out at her. She was close. Instead, letters came! Tons of letters just came flying in and turned into the kitchen! Harriett ran after them to find Aunt Patty standing on a chair, yelling. Harriett picked up some of the letters. They were all for her! They were all the same letter from Dumbledude! Harriett smiled and ran around collecting and looking at all the letters. This was just too amazing! Had they come to scare the Dudleys into changing their minds?

"What have you done!?" Uncle Vince yelled. He had run in to see what was happening and had ducked behind the counter. "I knew I shouldn't have taken you in! As soon as I saw your freakish face with that ugly scar! All you ever cause is trouble!!!" Harriett wasn't listening. This was just too exciting to listen to Uncle Vince yell at her.