Disclaimer:Do not own Harry Potter.
Melinda had long braided black hair and brown eyes. She was pale, tall, and pretty. She loved playing quidditch , especially with her older brother Mike, who had went off to Hogwarts last year. She was going to go this year as soon as her letter arrived on her birthday, June 5th. She sat up as her mother called her in to eat breakfast.
She glanced at her older brother, who was stuffing his face and paying no attention to her.
"I'm going to go and read your book standard book of spells grade one today. If I'm going to Hogwarts this year I need to know that stuff."
"Their supposed to teach it to you," Mike told her, "You don't have to memorize it all."
She ignored him and finished her meal at high speed, then ran to her brother's room to read until bed time.
She woke up the next day, June 5th.
"Did my letter come yet?" She shouted bounding into the kitchen.
"Not yet, honey," her father said, "you need to be patient."
She sat down at the table and ate, and then the guests arrived . All of them greeted her a Happy Birthday and handed her presents.
The day was great. They had hotdogs and hamburgers on the grill with cake and ice cream for desert. Not to mention her letter arrived while she was opening her presents.
She went to bed that night feeling great.
a/n: Its not that great of a beginning, but it will get better.