The Letter

Carter woke abruptly covered in sweat. He had just had the weirdest dream. At least, it was weird the first few times; now it was just scary. But the dream was always the same. The same girl, or elf by her characteristics, and the same place. She had always stood at the end of his bed, silently, as if waiting for him to notice her. But she had never spoke, ever. Wait, she spoke last night, he suddenly remembered. He scanned his memory, trying to remember what she had said. I need you; my name is Arachne…who's Arachne?

He slowly got out of bed and walked over to the dresser. Looking back at the bedside table, he realized it was only 5AM. His mom and dad wouldn't be up for another hour. He walked over to the window, looking down at the quiet street below him. H and his family had just moved to Privet Drive for about a week, and he was already bored with the environment. He had not bothered to go outside, but stayed inside; for he figured there would be no interesting people to meet anyway. Just then, he saw something flying towards him. Was it a plane? Because if it was, it was very small. As it got closer, he realized that it was not a plane, but an owl. He stepped aside, letting the owl pass by; partly out of fear and shock. The gray barn owl flew over to him. Carter backed away. It lifted one of it's leg, revealing a rather thick envelope. He cautiously took the envelope from the owl as it set flight into the night. Trembling with fear, he opened the letter. Inside, there was a couple pieces of parhment. It read:

Dear Mr. Carter A. Evans,

We at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to our school. Normally, you would not be permitted to enter so late, for we usually send these letters out when you reach the age of eleven. But, in certain circumstances, our headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, sees great potential in you, and wishes that you attend our school. We will send someone to explain to you more about the school as soon as time permits, and dearly hope you decide to attend. Hope to see you soon. You will of course, be arriving on the Hogwarts Express on September 1st. I am sure the visitor will imform you about certain rules and regulations. Thank you for your time. Enclosed is a list of supplies that you will be needing.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Carter reread the letter over and over again. School of Magic? Witchcraft? This was surely a prank someone was trying to play on him, but who? He looked in the envelope for the list of needed items.

All 5th year students will require…a list of books followed. Then came a list of cauldrons, potion ingredients, pets, and, a wand. Carter looked about the room excitedly, at the clock on his bedside table. It was 6:03AM. Taking the letter with him, he walked down the stairs toward the kitchen. This ought to give them a nice surprise…