Chapter 4: 11: Its the magic number!
The next two years passed, but they felt as if they lasted forever; some days I could barel stand it. I knew that when I turn 11, I would get to go to Hogwarts, but I constantly worried that Sev would be wrong, what if I didn't get 'The Letter'. If the letter came, I would be admitted to Hogwarts, with all it's magic and wonders. Yet it all depended on whether I was magical or not, I wouldn't know until my birthday, which seemed as if it would never come, lightyears away. Hogwarts has 4 houses; Griffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Sev says he wants me to be in Slytherin with him. I'm not picky though, I just really want to go, meet other witches and wizards, and learn all about magic.
Anyway, the day had come, it was finally my eleventh birthday, mum and dad got me a bike, but Tuni refused to get me a present. Mum and dad forced her so, lovingly, she gave me a toilet roll, not wrapped because "Its already in paper, isn't it." I wasn't unduely upset, it didn't really matter because all I cared about was getting my letter and Sev's present. Severus gave me a time turnr, you can actually move in time with it, I was quite simply amazed. I was so excited as last year Sev had got his letter and had his first year in Hogwarts, now all I could seem to think about was getting mine. I didn't know if it would be any different to Sev's, because I was a muggle born.
It all seemed so simple, the letter would arrive, inviting you to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, then on your first day you go to Plaform 9 and three quarters, at Kings Cross station in london and catch a train. Once you arrive, you change into robes, are taken by the groundskeeper, Rubeus Hagrid (but everyone just calls him Hagrid), to some boats. Once off the boats, at the castle, you go into the hall and are sorted, by a talking hat of all things, into your house. Well I simply expected the letter to come, just as Severus' did, however, lets just say I was in for a surprise.
I'd just got all my presents when my dad dimmed the lights and my mum brought in the cake, lit with 11 separately coloured candles. I took my time to count each, reminding myself that the purple one in front signified that I had finally turned eleven. Whilst they all started singing 'Happy Birthday' mum placed the cake on the table and I tookin a long, deep breath. I knew what to wish for; the letter, please let me get that letter, let me go to Hogwarts. Just as I releases the pent up air, and blew out the candles, there was a quiet, polite knock on the door. Was it the postman, could it be? but it was a Sunday, so maybe I'd have to wait until tomorow for the post. However I could still hope for it to be the post, right?
There was muffled noises, dad was talking with the visitor, I slowly stood, and quietly walked toward the livingroom door, and peered around. An old man stood at the door, looking quite serious, but that was only his expression, his appearance was nothing of the sort. He had a white beard that touched his belly, and wiggled around when he spoke, his nose was crooked, as if he'd been in a fist fight and he hadn't set it afterward. Perched upon the crooked, beaklike nose was a pair of spectacles, the type that are half-ovals, what are they called? Oh right half moon spectacles, and then his clothes, wow, a long jade green robe, his overall appearance was simply amazing, not to mention shocking. I heard the man introduce himself as a professor, and within a minute of Dad answering the door, the old professor was bussled in.
The man began walking straight towards me, so naturally I sped back to my seat, next to my cake. The man gave me a warm smile, and through his half moon specks, he winked at me. As he began to talk I took note of his voice, gravelly, which suited his age, but there were hints of granduer in it. Altogether his voice managed to achieve a calming effect whilst also being cheerful and excited all at once. "Now then lily, my name is Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, and I am-" at which point he was quite rudely intrrupted by Severus, who had seemed in shock up until now.
"Headmaster of Hogwarts" he said it so fast the words seemed to be stumbling over one another to get out, "Oh sorry, professor, I have to go now, I think my mum is expecting me." A blush coloured his face, he was in obvious discomfort over his interuption and quickly left.
"Well, that is exactly correct, I am headmaster at Hogwarts, at a guess you alrady know this, being friends with a wizard, Severus." I had known and I'm reletively sure that if Sev hadn't interupted, then I woud have, I nodded, at which he gave a chuckle. "Now that saves me a little time, no need to explain that you are a witch then, eh?" I sowly shook my head, as I realised I wasn't speaking, I had no idea what to say. My wish had come true, but not in the way I expected. "At any rate I still have to explain what will happen, so we have buisness to attend to, let us talk, Lily." At which point he promptly told me everything.