Chapter 1
It was a cold September morning when I woke up in my enormous bed in my even bigger room.
Deep down I admit I never really preferred the tremendous amounts of luxury that our family was blessed with.
Everything in the Anderson household was either big, expensive, or just extraordinary.
I'm telling you, even the plants here won't take satisfaction with just water.
I remember my mom and uncle talking late at night. I have always recognized the uncomfortable tone in my mother's voice when she's was speaking about Hogwarts.
I'm a descendant from a long line of Slytherins, and although Slytherin is known for his ambitious and proud wizards, there were also a few that choose for the dark side...
My uncle, on the other hand firmly wishes for me to go to Hogwarts. He says that one day I will be a remarkable witch.
I'm not so sure about that...
'Anna! Anna, can you please hurry now!' Eleanor Anderson shouted into the stairwell.
I lifted my head a little bit to the sound coming from downstairs. I rolled my eyes and sighed softly.
I really do love her but why does she always have to scream? I thought to myself.
I slowly walked downstairs to see her nervous looking face.
'Mom, what are you so nervous about?' I asked calmly.
'I'm not nervous at all! Are you nervous? I'm not! What are you talking about?' She says pettishly.
I lightly shook my head and I smiled.
'I'm gonna be just fine mom, I was born for this' I said a little cocky.
She smiled and softly laid her hand on my cheeks. 'You are way too much like your father, I see him in your eyes.'
I gently push her hands off my face and take my eyes off of hers.
'We have to go, I will not be late, I don't want to share a cabin with a mudblood or worse...a Weasly.'
