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Dear Diary,

I am so excited! Mom says we're going to Diagon Alley, which is apparently some kind of magical market place according to what Great Aunt Esmerelda said -I still don't know what to think about what she said yesterday-. We're going to get Jimmy his wand and everything there. Mom says we can all go if we want, and if we be good you know that kind of stuff. I don't know what to wear, but we're going tomorrow! I think I'll wear jeans and my yellow sequined tank top. I don't know, I'm going to go and try them on, oh I haven't even thought about how I'm going to do my hair. This is just too unreal! Hugs, kisses, and much love,

-Jill.

Dear Diary,

I can't sleep! I don't know what to expect! We're getting up early tomorrow to get ready to go to that Diagon Alley place! Maybe Mom will let me get one of those cute little owls that delivered Jimmy's letter. I just realized I never even told you what happened! Any way, here goes.

Jimmy was sitting on the couch watching TV and I was reading Teen People in the old brown armchair that we've had forever -it looks totally ratty, but it's the most comfortable seat in the house- and we heard this tapping on one of the living room windows to the left of the couch. We both looked up and sort of stared at this big flapping bird that was making the noise. Jimmy moved over to the window and opened the window.

"Oh man," Jimmy said as the owl landed on the window sill and stuck out it's leg where an envelope was attached. I walked over to see it. And guess what it said? James Stuart Smith, 505 Aqua Drive, blue couch in the living room.

"Mom! You'd better come in here!" I said as I saw the mysterious writing. I mean I kind of thought there was someone outside spying on us or something. You never know. Mom came walking into the living room wiping her hands on a dishrag.

"What is it?" she exclaimed as the owl took flight and disappeared around the corner of the house.

"I don't know," Jimmy said turning the envelope over and opening it, "but it's addressed to me." Mom grabbed the letter from Jimmy's hands and read it before Jimmy could unfold it. She looked distantly out the window like she was staring at something far away even though the only thing she could see was the light brown brick wall of the Jameson's house next door.

"What is it Mom?" I asked standing on tiptoe trying to see what it said. Jimmy glanced grudgingly at me, no doubt wishing he were as tall as me. Ha.

"Um… why don't you read it Jimmy," Mom said as she handed him the letter. Jimmy grabbed it fast not giving her time to change her mind on the matter. His brown eyes sped over the letter and he looked up at Mom after he finished.

"Is this for real?" he asked disbelievingly. Mom nodded her head slowly looking as if she didn't believe it herself. I clapped my hands together to get their attention. I hate not knowing something.

"Is what for real? What's going on?" I exclaimed looking at Mom. Jimmy was rereading the letter.

"I think Jimmy's been invited to go to a school for…" Mom said dazedly as she put a hand to her hair and shook her head.

"A school for what?" I asked again.

"…wizards," Jimmy said and a smile crept onto his face as he looked up at me.

"Wizards," I repeated not even understanding. I mean what would you think if this had happened to you?

"She told me this could happen, she told me…" Mom was muttering but I was barely listening as I looked over Jimmy's shoulder at the letter. True enough, it looked legit. As far as I know anyway. Then Dad came home and Jeanie came down the stairs with Killer our Doberman pinscher in her arms. I guess you know the rest, my hand is cramping up so I guess I'll try and go to sleep. I want to look my best tomorrow, I really don't know who I'm trying to impress, but I mean it's wizards and witches! I wonder if they have warts… Hugs, kisses, and much love,

-Jill.