Chapter three

Ms. A. Jemers

Grateland Orphanage, Room 255, near the window

53 Wilesdon Junction

London, England

I was completly confused. Why was the letter addressed to me? I was definatly the last person in the whole orphanage to get mail, and the rest of the kids had pretty low chances of getting mail themselves. And, why did the person send the note on an owl? And how in the world did they know where I bloody was? They even had the room and my position in there! There was no return address.

I searched through my brain to find if there was someone out there that I knew who could possibly send me a letter. I sat thinking for a while, but could not find an anwer anywhere. Everyone I knew belonged to the orphanage. I looked at the envelope, thick, yellow parchment, and sealed with a strange seal. There was a giant H surronded by a lion, snake, badger (I'm pretty sure it was a badger, since i've personally never seen one, but in books I have read) and a raven. I wasn't sure what it meant, but since it was addressed to me, I decided to open it. And I decided to do so secretly.

It was dark when I went back in, it was 8:30, lights were out, but voices continued to stay up. I could hear many children talking about the approaching school year. I must've missed the lecture on the school and it's supplies being limited during dinner, thank you Lord! I had to creep up to my room quietly, so not to be heard. I would get a long lecture why I was not present during the speech tomorrow, but it would be worth it.

My room is on the top floor, and we have no elevators. Elevators wouldn't be safe here, to many electrical outings, there would be hundreds of kids stuck in elevators. So it took me about half an hour to get there, because I was going extra slow to kill the noise. I finally got into my room, thankfully this year, I got to have my own room because about 50 kids were adopted last year because they were loved by families,14 transfered because the orphanage couldn't stand them any more, and 1 dead, because she had cancer and didn't live long. So many kids got their own room, the girl that died last year was something that never happends, and we were advised that it would never happen again, and that we should just forget about her. How would it feel to be forgotton so easily? There were only two people who probably were. On is dead, and the other is me.

I laid gently on my bed, just incase the kids in the room adjacent to mine wouldn't hear me. I quickly tore the envelope, not a crinkle of the paper would be heard. Inside were two letters.

Dear Ms.A. Jemers,

We are please to inform you that you have been excepted to Hogwarts bording school for the gifted and talented students

attached is a list of supplies that would help you be prepared for your first semester. We look forward to seeing you on September 1st when semester begins.

sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagal

Minerva Mcgonagall.

"WHAT!?" I said this to loudly.

Quicker then I spoke, there was banging on my door to match the banging in my head.