Almost 11 years old:

"Wake up Alex."

Alexandra opened her eyes slowly.

"Caroline? What's the clock?" Alex yawned and rubbed her eyes.

Caroline couldn't help but coo, her daughter looked so cute when she did that. So childlike. The moment was ruined when Alex reached out and grabbed her glasses. For some reason, Caroline couldn't comprehend Alex insisted she'd keep wearing glasses when she wasn't modelling. Only in photoshoots would she wear contacts.

"It's already six o'clock dear."

"What? Why didn't you wake me up earlier? I've already missed morning yoga by now!"

"Well yoga I cancelled for today since it's your birthday," Caroline explained. Well, it wasn't really her birthday, that was the 31st of July. Today was the 27th of July, but Alex was booked for a photo shoot with Vogue Paris on her real birthday so they had to celebrate it today.

"Ohh, I forgot…" This didn't surprise Caroline since Alex forgot her birthday every year. This made her sad, children were supposed to look forward to their birthdays not forget them. She felt a surge of anger, those damned Dursley's had never celebrated Alex birthday. This only made her more determined to shower her adopted daughter with gifts and attention.

"Well, when you're ready there's blueberry muffins and tea downstairs." She tried to sound cheerful.

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Alexandra began combing her hair. She still wasn't used to having someone celebrate her birthday. Why would they? She was but a freak… So she always felt a bit overwhelmed and puzzled on her birthdays. She just didn't get why people went through the hardship of buying her a gift or writing her a birthday card. She supposed it was to make them feel better about themselves. Cause they were such good people, sending her a gift, pretending to care for the poor abused adoptee.

Whatever the reason she liked getting things so she wouldn't complain.

She smiled at herself in the mirror, she was beautiful. Now some might call her vain and she agreed wholeheartedly. She was vain since she knew that beauty was a valuable asset. people just treated beautiful people better, they were also more prone to give into their demands.

Putting on a pair of rose gold earrings, a matching neckless and a loose white dress she strolled down the stairs and into the kitchen where she sat down.

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Caroline watched as Alex picked up a blueberry muffin with a grace she hadn't thought possible. She then poured herself a cup of tea and went to sit beside Alex.

"Happy birthday Alex."

"Thank you, Caroline," Alex replied taking a dainty bite of her muffin. She then looked at the pile of gifts that had accumulated on the dinner table.

"Are they all for me?"

"Well yes, most of them are from people you've worked with on shoots, but I've contributed with a couple of gifts myself."

A small sigh escaped Alex's lips, this was going to be an exhausting day.

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Several gifts later Alex had more jewellery than she could count, more new clothes than she had space for, more perfumes than she would ever need and a pair of shoes for every day of the week. Only the gifts from Caroline were different from the rest. Since she knew Alexandra was quite the academic she gave her several books on topics ranging from The Antic Rome to Biochemistry. She also gave her a beautiful notebook in dark green leather with her initials engraved.

A.M it said not A.P, something Alexandra was actually grateful for.

"Thank you, Caroline," she said sending her "mother" a small smile that made Caroline shine with happiness.

All of a sudden they should hear a strange knocking sound. Caroline looked around to find the source when Alex poked her on her shoulder.

"Open the window, Caroline."

This confused her, but she did as she was told. As soon as the window was opened a dishevelled barn owl flew in. Squealing in surprise caroline didn't see the letter the owl was holding but Alexandra saw it.

"Come here pretty," the owl flew towards Alex and landed on her shoulder where it cooed happily and nipped her ear. Alex opened the letter and began reading.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc. Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms Potter

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term Begins on the 1 September. We will await your owl no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy headmistress

A cheshire smile spread across Alexandra's face sending a shudder through Caroline's body.

"Well, this should be interesting."

Alex handed over the letter to the blonde woman and began scribbling down a reply.

Dear Mrs McGonagall

I would very much like to go to your fine establishment, Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft. I must admit that I do not know where to buy the required books and equipment, though.

I also do believe you have gotten my last name wrong. This, however, is understandable as I was adopted five years ago.

Yours sincerely,

Alexandra Miller

Wellington Court, 116 Knightsbridge Swix

As the owl flew away with her letter Alexandra grinned happily. She knew she was something special.