A/N: Thank you again my beautiful sis ariadne. chanel! I am having such a good time writing this fanfic with you! :) And of course I hope you all enjoy it!

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine...everything is JKR's...it sucks to be poor! *Insert Snape's voice here* Obviously, the OC's are mine :)

After speaking with Scarlett on the phone, I did not know what to believe in anymore. It is a given that I was still astounded with the idea of being magical. I stood up and ran to the office and was surprised to see that both of my parents were home. Great! It is like killing two birds in one shot.

"Mum, dad…" I said almost whispering. "I have got something to show you."

"Yes, dear?" my mother answered.

"I received a letter from a strange school," I continued.

"No, Alice," she said. "I was talking to your father."

"But mother! I have got something important to tell you!"

"Alright," my father answered. "You have got 5 minutes of my attention."

"I received this letter, father," I continued. I handed him the letter and let him read it for himself. While he was doing so, my mother was giving me a disapproving look that made the hair on my neck stand up.

"Alright then," he said. "It is the same school Endora is sending Scarlett every year."

"Let me take a look at it," my mother said in response. She seemed more interested since Scarlett was being sent to the same place I strangely got accepted into without even applying.

My mother started reading the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Owen,

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

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

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

"It sounds legitimate," she commented after reading the acceptance letter. She looked at me and said, "We will give you some money so you can go with Scarlett and buy your school supplies."

I just nodded and left the room. If anyone in the world could have made me feel so insignificant, it would have been my parents. My father was never that bad, but my mother had always treated me differently after I changed the color of her brand new car to bright pink without even knowing I was doing anything. After that moment of torture with my parents, I decided to call Scarlett again. I needed to apologize to her and see if she could show me where in London could we find such things as cauldrons and wands.

"Scarlett?"

"Yes, Ally?"

"I have got to apologize to you," I said nervously. "You see, I would have never imagined such school existed."

"Do not worry about it, Ally," she answered with kindness in her voice. "It must have been quite a shock."

"I'm still quite confused as to what all of this is about," I said feeling uneasy. "Would you mind telling me about it?"

After a moment of silence Scarlett finally answered. "I need to talk to my mother first. She might be able to explain to you better than I can. After all, I'm new at this too." How could she be new at this? After all she had been going away for school for about two years then.

"I need to get some fresh air," I confessed. "My parents were talking about your mother sending you away to this school; it makes me feel like they want to get rid of me."

"Do not say that!" She pleaded. "We need to go to this school, Ally. They don't teach the same things as in Muggle school."

"Muggle?" I asked shocked. "What in bloody hell is that?" Muggle...

She sighed. "Give me five minutes and I will talk to my mother. Do you think you can come to my house?"

"I can certainly try."

"Alright, I must go now. I need to talk to her before you get here. Goodbye, Ally."

"Goodbye, Scarly."

I was still in shock. Had she just called me a "muggle?" I don't even know what she meant by that. I hurried to the maid's quarters to find my chauffeur. I honestly did not care whether my parents would allow me to leave the house or not, I simply told them that I was leaving and needed money for my supplies. I made sure to pack some clothes. For some reason, I knew that I was not returning to my house that evening.

"Raison! You have got to hurry," I simply barked at my chauffeur. He was a large, dark skinned man. His hair was greasy, stuck to his forehead and he was from Brazil. I always thought that Brazilian men were supposed to be good-looking, but not my driver.

"Yes, Miss," he said calmly with a thick accent. "I am going as fast as I possibly can."

After fighting traffic for about half hour, we arrived at Scarlett's house. "Do not bother to wait for me, Raison," I said as he was carrying my bags and setting them down at Scarlett's living room. "If I decide to go back home, I will call you."

"Yes, Miss," he nodded.

As soon as I saw Scarlett, I just felt the urge to hug her. I felt so vulnerable, as if everything I knew to be true was no longer that way. Scarlett had always been like an older sister. I had always looked up to her, so the thought of hurting her feelings always made me feel guilty.

We went to her room and sat on her bed.

"Will you ever forgive me, Scarly?" I asked her in a remorseful tone of voice.

"How about…no?" She said with some humor in her voice.

"Wow! Way to make me feel worse..." I said following along with the joke.

"You know I am just joking with you," she said while playing with her hair. "Are you alright?"

I smiled. "Not really," I admitted, not only to her but also to myself. "I feel like I have been living in a world of lies."

"Lies?" She asked as she looked at me with her eyes wide open. "Why would you say such a thing?"

"Come on, Scarly! Hogfarts?" I giggled. "Or whatever it is called..." I smiled at her. "I don't even know what it is...my parents must have signed me up for this to get rid of me." I did not like thinking that way, but my parents did push me away often.

"It's called Hogwarts, Allykins!" She said giggling. "And no one can sign you up! If you were accepted in that school is because you are meant to be there..."

"Just like Scarlett," Mrs. Brewster explained as she walked into Scarlett's room. She was a kind woman, unlike my mother.

"Oh…! Hello, Mrs. Brewster!" I smiled at Scarly's mother. "Meant to be there? What do you mean?" I continued. At this point, both of them had my full undivided attention.

"Call me Endora, I have known you since you were a little girl," she smiled back at me.

"Yes, madam...I mean, Endora." I felt my face all red and hot. I had never called any adult by their first names before. I knew better.

Endora laughed at me for a moment, "Scarlett told me about your letter. Are you excited?"

"Mother, she has a Muggle family, she doesn't know what is going on," Scarly said before I could even answer.

"How silly of me! You must have hundreds of questions, Ally."

"Yes, I most certainly do!" I said as I started to blush once again. "Can we start by you telling me what muggles are?"

"Of course, dear, but first, tell me what you think this school is about," I did not know whether she was trying to spare my feelings or make me feel dumb, but either way I did not know what in bloody hell muggles were! And that was all I could think about.

"At first I thought it was a trick that Scarly was trying to play on me," I admitted and smiled at Scarly. "But now I can see that both of you are pretty serious about it. I honestly don't know!"

Endora sighed. She made me feel as if I was so stupid. I had known her practically my whole life, and did not think she actually meant to make me feel bad.

"Well, Ally, everyone is different," she began to explain to me. "Some have light skin, some others have dark skin. Some people are good with art, some others are good with more intellectual things," she paused for a moment and smiled at me. "And some of us, like Scarlett, you and I, are born with a gift..."

"We are witches!" Scarly squealed and clapped her hands excitedly.

I gasped. I could not believe they were keeping a serious expression on their faces while telling me that I was a witch. "I am what...?" I asked astonished.

"You are a witch, Ally!" Scarly shrieked in excitement. "We can do magic!"

Endora smiled anxiously at me.

"So you mean to tell me that I am magical?" I asked astounded.

Scarlett looked way too enthusiastic for my liking. She was nodding like a mad woman and smiling as wide as her mouth could possibly go. I was still confused about the whole situation, but was able to play it off pretty well.

"I always suspected you were magical, dear," Endora said as she was caressing my hair. "I remember when your mother complained about her new car turning pink from one moment to the other." So she knew it all along!

"Blimey!" I yelped. "I am a witch...teach me how to do some magic, then!"

"This is why you will be attending Hogwarts, Alice," Endora said as she smiled sweetly at Scarly. "They will teach you everything you need to know. I went to Hogwarts too, and so did Kaleb."

"Say, Mrs. Bre...I mean, Endora," I said shyly. "You still haven't told me what a "muggle" is."

"Oh yes! A muggle is anyone who does not possess the gift of magic," she explained. I just loved how she had the patience to clarify things to me the way she did.

"I'm glad you are not a muggle!" Scarlett said smiling. "When we turn 17, we will be able to do magic together!"

"So my parents are muggles," I said with bad intentions.

"Now, Ally, there is nothing wrong with that," Endora said with a disapproving tone.

"Alright, alright," I blushed. "I just want to be 17 so I can do some things to them," I said as I winked at Scarly.

"No! You can go Azkaban if muggles see any magic!" Scarly said sounding scared.

"Scarlett, do not exaggerate!" Endora said giving Scarlett a mean stare.

Scarlett blushed. "Okay, mother," she said looking as if she was asking for forgiveness. "You can get in a lot of trouble."

"Azka what?" I asked curiously. "Everything magical sounds brilliant!"

"Azkaban is a..."

"Scarlett!" Endora interrupted her.

"I will tell you later," she whispered at me.

"Now, girls, it's late!" Endora said smiling. "It is time to go to bed. We need to wake up early and go to Diagon Alley." I decided not to ask what she meant by "Diagon Alley" as I knew she was not going to budge.

"Good night, Endora."

"Good night, mom!"

"Good night, girls," she said as she gave each of us a kiss.

"You're going to love Diagon Alley!" Scarly told me.

"I bet I will," I said in response.

We both went to get ready to go to bed. As I walked through the hallway I overheard Endora talking to my mother, letting her know that I was going to spend the night over at their house. After Scarly and I got ready to go to bed, she told me all about Diagon Alley and Azkaban. I wondered who could be so evil to be imprisoned by wizards and witches.

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