Chapter4:

Harriet woke at the noise, as professor McGonigal drew up a chair next to her bed.

She slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position.

"Harriet, I've managed to find a way so you can read your letter" said McGonigal tentatively.

Harriet nodded and took the letter she was offered. Once he'd opened the envelope she felt the first piece of parchment, running her finger over the words and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

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

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Miss Dursley,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later that the 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

then she looked up at the lady next to her bed.

"sorry but who are you?" she asked not wanting to sound rude.

"sorry" replied professor McGonigal. "I'm Professor McGonigal, deputy headmistress and head of Griffindor house. Do you believe what it says then?"

Harriet shook her head.

"how can I be magical?"

"have you ever made odd things happen?" McGonigal.

"yes" said Harriet wondering what this had to do with anything.

"would you be able to show me anything?" McGonigal asked for the answer "no" but it never came.

"yes" Harriet said as all the lights in the room went out and a fabulous firework display of light started.

"did you do that?" McGonigal asked astonished as the lights came back on.

Harriet nodded wondering why she sounded so surprised.

"well then what we'd better do is get your school things and get you to Hogwarts"

"why?" Harriet asked. Suddenly she thought that the school didn't start until the 1st of September.

"well your allowed out tomorrow and we think its better that you don't go back to Mrs Dursley for a wile." replied McGonigal and then Harriet heard the scraping noise as McGonigal stood up and left.

And in the new found silence Harriet fell into a peaceful sleep at the thought of not having to go back to Marge.