Argus Filch's story:

Chapter 2 The big mistake

Another letter came though. One that Argus would have rather not have received. It read:

Dear Mr Filch,

It is with deep regret that I have to inform you that unfortunately you have not received a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is because, even though you have been born to a witch and wizard, you have no magical blood flowing through your veins. You are, in common terms a squib. We would advise you to choose a muggle high school to attend, as there is nothing we can teach you at Hogwarts without magic in your blood. Please find enclosed a list of other people with your condition who you may like to talk to for support and advice. We at Hogwarts are terribly sorry to inform you of this unfortunate fact and hope that you lead a prosperous, healthy and happy life as a squib.

Yours Sincerely

Albus Dumbledore, Current Deputy Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Current Headmaster Armando Dippet)

That was truly the end of Argus' world. His world of wizardry. Now he was going to have to grow up like a muggle! What would his parents and brother say? Well, he was sure that his Dad and Gary would at least accept him. And Mrs Norris.

"Argus, is that your acceptance letter finally here?" Mum asked.

Argus thought back to that miserable yet hopeful week when he still hadn't got any letter from Hogwarts yet.

"Hey Argie, I GOT MY LETTER AT LAST!!!!!" Gary had shouted as soon as he had opened the door later on that first day.

"Oh, I haven't. But that's great! You're going to Hogwarts!"

"Well, I'm sure you will be too! I can't wait! I hope we're both in Gryffindor, that's where I wanna go! All my family have been in Gryffindor! I hope I won't be the exception! Still, I'm sure they wouldn't mind as long as I'm not in Slytherin! Imagine getting in there! I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

Argus had just nodded as he listened to Gary witter on about Hogwarts, as he was still so worried about the fact that he might not have gotten in.

On the second day he had been at Gary's house, still having not received his letter, when Augusta popped round.

"Hey Gary, hey Argie, have you got your letters yet? I have!"

"Well, I have, but Argie hasn't yet."

"I'm sure it'll come soon, Argie, don't worry! Well, what house do you want to be in?"

"I want to be in Gryffindor, all my family have been in it so far. You?"

"I want to be in Gryffindor too!"

"Well, Argie, what about you?"

"Erm... Hufflepuff I guess,"

"Well, it's better than Slytherin I guess!"

"Gary, Argie's mum's a Slytherin!"

"Oh, well, er, sorry Argie, I didn't mean it like that, it's just-."

"It's fine. I don't like the looks of Slytherin either."

"That's good! So, what classes are you looking forward to?"

"Not charms, it looks like a soft option! Transfiguration looks good, though!"

"Defence Against the Dark Arts looks the best class, though, no doubt!"

"Yes, of course, no doubt!"

"But, of course, transfiguration looks bril! And charms does look like a soft option!"

"Erm, I'd better get home now, in case my letter's come yet!" Feeling glad that he'd been able to escape, Argie had rushed home, only to find that his letter was still missing.

On the third day, he remembered Lucy rushing over to them screaming "Oh my God! You'll never guess what just happened yesterday! This tall guy in a plum suit, I think he was called Professor Dumbledore came over to my house and told me and my parents I was a witch! He gave me this letter about a school called, I think it's Hogwarts and said I could go there to learn about spells and magic and stuff! Well, obviously it was a huge joke, so my Dad kicked him out of the house but he told me to keep the letter in case I changed my mind, and for some reason I did!"

This was brilliant, even Lucy had an acceptance letter, and he didn't.

After him, Gary and Augusta had convinced Lucy that this was no joke, they started explaining to her about Hogwarts and the wizarding world in general. Gary then lent her his owl so that she could accept her place. Not feeling like discussing Hogwarts much until he had his letter, he had once again rushed home only to find no acceptance letter waiting for him.

On the fourth day he had had a long talk with Mrs Norris-

"So, have you got your acceptance letter yet?"

"No!"

"Well, I'm sure it will come soon, as you have already proved to have wizard powers because you can speak to me!"

"Oh yes! So I have to be a wizard!"

"Exactly! So, you are planning to take me with you when you go to Hogwarts, aren't you? Or am I to be left here with your psychopathic little brother who will probably find enjoyment in torturing me from dawn till dusk?"

"Would I do that to you?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you."

"It's ok. Everyone keeps asking me what house I want to be in, but I don't know!"

"Well, are you more brave, clever, just/ loyal or ambitious?"

"Er, well I'm kind of ambitious, but there's no way I'm going into Slytherin! Look at what it did to my mum! I'm not very clever so I doubt I'll be in Ravenclaw unless whoever decides the sorting is drunk!"

"So either Gryffindor or Hufflepuff!"

"Well, I'm not that brave-"

"Yes you are, you didn't go into a nervous breakdown when I first spoke to you!"

"Yes, but I wasn't exactly calm that night, was I?"

"No one in your position would be!"

"Anyway, I'll probably end up in Hufflepuff while all my friends go in Gryffindor!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Well, Dad says Hufflepuff's great and they say it's for just and loyal people, but everyone knows it's for duffers that just have nowhere else to go!"

"That's not true!"

"My friends think it is! They don't say it to my face, but I can tell that they wouldn't to be in Hufflepuff!"

"Well that's their loss!"

"Anyway, I'm gonna go see if my letter's arrived yet. Bye!"

It hadn't.

He was so upset because he thought he was a squib that he had stayed in his room, not talking to anyone, just lying there and eating his meals which his dad, much to his mum's displeasure, had let him eat in his room. His dad had tried telling him that his letter would arrive soon, and even if it didn't, no one cared if he was a squib. Argus had a strange suspicion that his mum would though.

As he thought about that past week, he realised that he should have talked more to his friends about houses and lessons and Hogwarts in general, as he at least had a hope that he was going to actually go there. Now there was nothing. Nothing! Or was there?

As Mrs Norris had told him, he had to be a wizard, as he was a felitongue! They must have made a mistake at Hogwarts. A big mistake! Well, he was going to prove them wrong! He was a wizard and he was going to prove it to them!

"Well, is it?"

"Yes mum! It's finally here!"

He was going to go to Hogwarts, whether they wanted him or not! He was going to be a wizard!

To be continued...

P.S. if you spot any mistakes, please tell me and I will correct them!

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