Daughter of the President

Diary of Amelia Lily Bartlet

October 9th 1998 -

Today, father announced his wish to run for the Presidency. I do so hope he gets it, he deserves such a thing, especially after everything that has happened. I'm worried though. I don't know what will happen if he doesn't get the party nomination. I need to read up on it. Anything could happen, and I'm going to be prepared. Must look it up tomorrow in school library.

October 10th 1998 -

I'm scared. I was looking for the book on Presidential Nominations when the book I was looking for just appeared in my hands. I'm scared apart what it means. Should I tell someone? No, I'll keep it a secret for now. No one needs to know, at least, not yet anyway. It was probably a fluke. Anyway, father is safe, nothing bad will happen. Good, I can sleep better tonight than last night.

November 19th 1998 -

Today, I met the most spectacular snake today. It can talk English. It's name was Sinstra and we got on quite well. I looked it up and it was a Timber Rattlesnake, quite venomous, but it didn't seem as bad as they say, and she was quite nice really.

December 12th 1998 -

Everyone in the house knows what I can do now. I didn't mean for everything on the table to lift up, but it just happened. I'm so scared. Will they get rid of me now? I don't know. If only someone knew what to do in this sort of situation.

December 19th 1998 -

I'm so happy. A man came around today to explain what I did. It's called magic, and I'm special. Well, I'm happy of course, and it seems so exciting, however father looked a bit unhappy. I wonder what's happening that he is worrying about.

January 1st 1999 -

Happy New Year. A good day today with a lot of people over last night, including Leo. I like Leo, a nice person really, and he knows about me being magic, and keeps asking me to do magic tricks. It is quite funny really.

September 6th 2000, House of Josiah Bartlet

Amelia looked in the diary she had found. She had lost it after New Year's Day, and had finally found it. She decided to put it down and go to the TV downstairs. She was nervous now, with her father expected to be nominated as the Presidential candidate for the Democratic Party later in the year, the entire household was upbeat. She sat down in front of the TV, and was just in time it seemed to see the nomination Results.

"Ladies and Gentleman. This years nomination, for the Democratic Party candidate is ... Governor Josiah Bartlet." When that was announced, Amelia leapt for joy and accidently broke the TV, as the screen exploded from a surge of magic from the now ten-year-old girl. Quickly calming down, nobody looked phased, and everyone looked pleased.

November 7-8th 2000 - Election day

The entire Bartlet family was standing behind an erected stage, ready to find out who had won the election, as the news broadcasters started to deliver results. They had an automatic updater set up, and the States were starting to be filled in.

Indiana - Republican.

Kentucky - Republican.

Florida - Democrat. Everyone cheered. It had been an hour after the first results were announced before Bartlet had won a state, and a key one at that. Florida was a key state after all.

As Hawaii went Democrat, it was almost midnight, but Bartlet only needed Oregon to win, and it was a close one, with Bush not far behind. They were even more worried when Idaho turned red but then the volume on the TV came on, and the rest of the family saw Amelia watching it, preferring it to the computerised version. "The State of Oregon has been announced. Oregon goes to Democrat. Governor Bartlet of New Hampshire has won the election. Bartlet is the President of the United States." At that, everyone started cheering, and Bartlet got his winning speech ready. As he walked on to the stage, it was the 8th November. The election had taken place all night. As he stepped on, his family joined him, and Amelia was beaming proudly. Back in England, one family in particular was smiling.

"That's my girl." A dark-haired man said, and he walked back upstairs. He had spent the entire night in a muggle bar, paying the landlord to watch his TV, and he walked to a spare room to apperate away. He could not believe it. His daughter was now the daughter of the President of the United States. He was smiling as he opened the letter from Hogwarts, and his grin became even wider. He had just been offered the post of Defence against the Dark Arts teacher.