Chapter Two
Her mother got down a trunk from the garage.
"What is that for?" she asked.
"It's for you. You will need it very soon." her mother replied.
"What will I need it for?"
"A trip silly, what else would you use a trunk for?"
"I don't know?" she replied disappointed. Her mother still had not said anything about the man on the phone. She was starting to get worried.
"I want you to start packing tonight. Do not ask questions. Just do as I say." her mother said strictly.
"Okay, what should I bring?"
"I want you to bring all of your clothes and belongings," her mother said shortly.
"How long is my trip?"
"I said no questions! Go on, start packing."
She had finished packing. She was tired and glad that it was Friday night. She could not wait to sleep in on Saturday. Saturday morning she did her chores and baked cookies. She was out in the backyard when she heard someone ring the doorbell.
"Coming!" She yelled. She had dirt and sweat all over her.
"Hello?" she said. There was a man at the door who looked very familiar to her. The man had an English accent. When he spoke, she recognized his voice. He was the man on the phone.
"Hello!" he said. "Are you Candace Melt?"
"Y-yes sir." she stumbled.
"I am Lucious Malfoy."
"Oh! I knew you looked familiar." she exclaimed.
"Is your mother home?"
"Yes sir."
"Okay, well you see you have been accepted to "Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"Very funny! If it were real, you came a few years too late." she explained. "Hogwarts is in a movie. A movie about witchcraft and wizardry. Sir, you must be joking."
No, I am not joking. I happen to be very serious. You see, since you live in the muggle world, we had a hard time sending you the information. One of my Co. workers, Arthur Weasley found a way to contact you. Through phelytone?"
"Phelytone? Oh! You mean telephone."
"Uh…yes."
"But Hogwarts is in England, how…"
"I have come to take you back to England with me."
"Oh! When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow."
"Wait. But that doesn't give me any time to say good-bye to any of my friends."
"Uh…Sorry about that. My transportation kept on getting held up."
"Come inside. Would you like anything Mr. Malfoy?"
"No thank you."
"Alright, well help yourself to whatever you want."
"Thank you"
"Mother!" Candace called, "Mr. Malfoy is here."
"Oh! I am so delighted." her mother called back.
"Is it okay if I call my friends to say good-bye?"
"No, you will see them tomorrow at church. You may say good-bye then."
"Are you ready to go?" Mr. Malfoy asked.
"Oh! Um, yes!" Candace said. "Is that why you wanted me to pack mother?"
"Yes dear."
"Mr. Malfoy? Will I start as a first year or a fifth year?"
"You will start as a fifth year. You have already been selected into Slytherin by the headmaster."
"How?"
"The sorting hat has a special power for situations like this. It is rarely used though."
"I can't wait!" Candace said happily.
(Candie thinks that this whole "magical school" thing is a set up. Either that or Mr. Malfoy is a little thick up top. If you know what I mean.) Hope you liked this chapter! Please review my story, that way I know what I could do better.