Clare heard her alarm go off, she refused to get up. Again the alarm went off. This time Clare gave in and slowly got up.

'Please let it be a dream. Please let everything that's happened in the last few weeks be a dream.'

Clare closed her eyes and hoped. A soft knock came from the door and Clare's mother voice came through the door.

"Clare, you better hurry up we'll miss the plane." Her mother said

Clare groaned and shut her eyes; she fell back onto the bed and covered her eyes with her hands. It wasn't a dream; everything that had happened that she was trying to get over was not a dream. She had hoped with everything in her that it had all been a dream. But like usual what she wanted had turned out the opposite.

She looked around; everything was packed into three large bags. She groaned again and got dressed into her usual black band shirt and blue skirt with her black leggings and red leather boots.
She looked into the mirror and shrugged, the people at the school will have to be satisfied. Besides it wasn't her choice to go to this school.

Her mother banged on the door again.

"Honey, our plane leaves in two hours we have to leave in five minutes."

"Yes mother, I'm coming." Clare yelled back

Clare shrugged again picked up her bags and walked out the door and down the stairs into her house. The house she loved, the house she probably would never see again. She looked around, when a hand was placed on her shoulder. Clare turned around and saw her father. He smiled at her; she let a weak smile pass her lips.

"Take care honey. Don't be scared to write and enjoy yourself. Remember you're a witch and you can do anything you set your mind to." He smiled down at her again

She hugged him.

"Thanks dad. I love you." She whispered

"Love you too."

Clare walked out of the house and loaded her bags into the cars trunk. Her mother gave her father a quick hug and kiss goodbye and she was off. Off to a land she never knew, a school she never knew existed, a world she never knew existed until a few weeks ago. And people she wasn't yet sure she wanted to meet.

They got to the airport and Clare looked around. Now that she knew about witches and wizards she wondered who was a witch and who was a normal human being.

Her mother and Clare boarded the plane and within half an hour the two of them were off to London England.
Clare fell slowly to sleep. Dreaming of the life that was waiting for her.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we at United are happy to welcome you to London. If this is home for you welcome home, if you are visiting we hope you have a nice vacation. We will be landing in ten minutes. The time in London is 10:53 in the morning and the temperature is a warm 11 degrees Celsius. Thank you for flying United."

Clare looked out the window, she was here. There was no turning back now; there might be plenty of reasons to turn back but no point. She had made it this far, now she only had to go through with it. Go through four years of schooling at Hogwarts of Witch Craft and Wizardry.