After McGonagall left, the evening was quite uneventful. We were all in shock. I was in the most shock because the person who was my second highest role model had handed me my letter. Now if it had been Hermione Granger I would have probably fainted. After eating our supper we all went to bed since we would have to get an early start the next morning.

When I woke up I could smell bacon. We never had bacon so this was truly a special occasion. After getting dressed I hopped down the stairs. When I looked around I saw our table set with all of our favourite foods. There were omelette, waffles, pancakes, and bacon. There was also a delicious orange drink that is orange juice blended together with sugar, milk, and vanilla extract. I was so excited I could hardly wait for my father and brother to come to the table.

Once they arrived, my father said grace and then we dug in. We ate as much as we could stuff ourselves with. Then we were off to Diagon Alley. This would be my first time there, but I knew it would be just as magical or even more so than I had imagined.

We used floo powder to get there. I was the first to go through with my mum. We were going to shop separately so my brother and I wouldn't fight in public. We were also starting at opposite ends of the list. Which also meant that I got to choose my pet first. There were so many cats and owls that I wasn't sure which to pick. Since we have a family owl I chose a cat. My cat is black and white with the cutest little paws I had ever seen. She also loves to snuggle. We then got the other various items on the list such as, a set of brass scales, a telescope, a set of glass phials, and a standard size two pewter cauldron. All the while walking past the candy store.

The next item on the list was a wand, making me forget about how much I wanted candy. We walked into Olivander's. Even though he had died, the Potter's and Weasley's made sure that it stayed open with his name on it. When we walked in we saw a little boy sitting on a stool waiting to be helped so we stood and waited next to him. When the clerk came up with a wand for the boy he said it was a solid willow wand measuring ten inches long with a dragon heartstring core. There was a brilliant flash of light and a small rush of wind.

"Looks like the wand has chosen you, young Mr. Potter," the clerk said, with a fond smile on his face.

"Indeed it has," the young boy replied happily.

Once the wand was packaged. The boy turned around and as he walked towards the door he turned and smiled.

"I'm Albus Severus Potter. What's your's?"

"I'm Isabella," I said quietly not really knowing what to do.

I faintly heard someone calling his name outside.

"I've got to go, but I'll be sure to say hi at school!" he said as he walked out the door.

I walked up to the clerk and he went back and chose a wand for me to test out. The line was getting long and I had tested ten wands already.

"Maybe this one will choose you," he said, ready to be done for the day.

As I picked it up I felt a surge of power go through me. Then the same thing that had happened to Albus happened to me.

"Your wand is special, you know?" the clerk told me, "there is none other like it. It is a reasonably supple oak measuring nine inches made with a Phoenix feather core. this Phoenix however only ever gave one feather."

I was beaming after he said that. "Thank you!" I told him before skipping out the door.

The book store was our next stop. I read a lot so as we walked in I was trying to convince my mom to buy me more books than were required. Then I heard a familiar voice.

"Oh Bella!"

I ran and his behind a bookshelf. I couldn't have him humiliate me in public. Not here anyway. I saw him walk out the door and knew that he had given up on his search. My mum had bought the required books and even some extras while I had been hiding. This is why I love her so. When we went to get my robes there was a girl with bushy, fiery red hair. She had just started getting fitted when they stood me next to her. As they started on mine a boy with practically white hair came up to her.

"Well, would you look at that," he began saying, "a Weasley getting her own robes. I'm shocked that they aren't hand-me-downs."

The girl looked very hurt and ashamed, even though she hadn't done anything wrong. They had finished our robes now so I hopped off of the stand they had me on.

"Leave her alone!" I said to him, rather harshly.

"What do you care you little mudblood?" he asked, challenging me.

"First of all, how would you even know if I'm a mudblood or not? Second of all, go pick on someone your own size. She hasn't done anything to you," I said.

As he left his last words were, "This isn't over Weasley."

The girl turned to me.

"Thanks for standing up for me. It was really nice of you, but you don't have to do that because I can take care of myself. " The girl said, curtly.

"Oh," I replied. I had no clue what to say because I thought she would be really happy that I had stood up for her. I started to walk away.

"I'm Rose, and I'm sorry for sounding rude. It's just that I have a lot of pressure on me, and a lot that I have to live up to."

"It's ok. I kinda know what that's like."

"Really?"

"Well probably not exactly the same as you but something like that."

We each heard our mothers calling us at the same time.

"See you at school?" she asked.

"Definitely," I replied. Maybe this year would be better than I thought.

"And one more thing... Are you a mudblood?"

"Kind of," I replied, "My mom is a witch, but my dad is a muggle."

"Oh," she said, "makes a lot of sense why you still wouldn't say anything. If it helps I am too. People just don't realize it."

"Ok. See you on the express!" I said turning away.

"See ya!" she yelled back.

A/N: I have three of the chapters already written for this so they will already be up tonight.

- Piper

P.S.: this hasn't been edited so bear with me.