Disclaimer: Don't own anything except the plot and Aileen--oh, and Charlie too. He's such a lil' cutie!
A/N: This is my first ever fanfic. Please tell me what you think. Thanks!
Delayed Start: 1. It's gotta be a hoax!
Aileen Curter walked down her driveway to the mailbox, hoping that the mailman had left her something; she was bored out of her mind. She opened the rusty old box, and saw a few letters crammed into the back. The fifteen-year-old pulled out the mail, then slammed the mailbox's door shut. She spun around on her heel and started walking back towards the house, looking at the letters in her hand as she did so.
"Bills, junk, school (which is junk), more bills, -YAHH!" she cried, reacting to a tickle on her back, which made her drop everything she was carrying.
"Charlie!" she hissed. "Why did you do that?"
"Sorry, mate." spoke Charlie, her pet snake, slithering up to her ear. "Didn't mean to make you jump."
"Well you did! And look at what happened!" she snapped.
"I said sorry..." Charlie replied, hiding back into her collar.
Aileen sighed. "Just don't do it again, okay?"
"Okay." She could feel him slide back into her jacket, and she started to pick up everything she dropped. Her hands paused over a yellowish envelope that she hadn't noticed before. She picked it up, and turned it over slowly. There was an emblem with a large capital "H" in the center, which was kind of funny looking, but what was plain old weird about it was the mailing address.
Aileen Curter
The finished room in the basement
21 Coune Road
London, England
What? She thought. Nobody besides my parents know where my room is, not even my friends! This doesn't make any sense. Aileen started to open the envelope's seal, but was stopped my her mother.
"Aileen!" her mother called.
"Yes Mom?"
"Did you get the mail yet?"
"Oh - yes! I'm bringing it up right now!" Aileen quickly picked up the last few letters and ran to the house, closing the door behind her. She passed all the letters to her mother except the one that was written to her, and flopped down onto the couch with it.
"What's that?" her mother asked.
"Some weird letter." she replied.
"What does it say?"
"I dunno. Haven't opened it yet."
"Well," said her mother, flopping down on the couch next to her, "How about opening it now?"
Aileen nodded, and opened the envelope. She pulled out the letter, and put it between her mother and herself, so they could both see it. What they read shocked them.
Dear Aileen Curter,
After fixing a five-year-old mistake found in the records in the Ministry of Magic headquarters, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, the mistake has caused you to lose five years of schooling, and has caused quite some trouble at the MInistry. Everything that we propose to do for you would not be able to be covered in a letter, so I will come at 8 o'clock sharp tonight to explain everything to you and your family.
Congratulations on your acceptance,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
Aileen just stared at her mother, who was doing the same thing to her. "It's gotta be a hoax." they said in unison.
A/N: I know that it's short, but I'm not sure if I should continue. Please tell me if I should or not!
that's how it could have happened.
Or,
It could have happened like this:
A/N: I want at least five reviews before I'll go to the next chapter.
But this is what really happened:
A/N: So, what do ya think? I know it's short, but that's where I felt would be the best place to stop it. I actually don't care if you think that I should continue or not, because I'm going to anyway. If you like it, great! I'll update soon. If you don't like it, then what the heck are you doing still reading this thing? Find something else to do with your time! I'd love some reviews, flames are more than welcome. See ya soon (for those who want to keep reading, that is)!