It was a nice day when Drew's mother called "Drew you have a letter."
"Okay." 11-year-old Drew Bruin called back.
Drew ran down the stairs almost slamming into a wall.
Her mother looked at her. Drew had short brown hair with blond streaks, it was just long enough to tuck behind her ears. She had a small nose and full crimson lips. She was tall and thin with long fingers, toes, and nails. Her hazel eyes sparkled as she opened the letter. Drew began to hyperventilate as she read the letter.
"Mom," she said as she opened the letter "this says that I'm invited to go to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry.
Drew's mom grabbed the letter and read it carefully three times.
"So can I go?" Drew asked eagerly
"We'll see what your father says about it "
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Later that day when Drew's father came home, Drew 's mother beckoned her into the library.
"Your father and I have decided that you can go."
"Yes " Drew screamed.
"If you want to," her dad said, " you don't have to go."
"No, Dad, I was screaming yes because I didn't want to go."
"Drew, stop being sarcastic." her mom said, "Your dad and I are serious if you want to go go. Also this is kind of weird but your grandma's a witch. And she will be taking you to Diagon Alley
"Of course I want to go. You don't get an offer like this every day. When does it start?"
"It starts in two months"