Hey!

How are you guys doing over there in London? I hope everything is fine. My first week at Hogwarts was amazing. I met many new people and saw a lots of awesome stuffs. Did you know that stairs at Hogwarts change where they lead to? I have almost fallen down during my first night. But a prefect caught me by collar. I guess you want to hear about everything, right?
So it started when we departed. I was sitting alone in empty compartment, thanks to a little trick I learned from Aoki. Got scolded immediately though, cause she saw me casting it. Before leaving London a boy came in, asking if there is a free space. I said yes and he joined me with a girl. The boy is called Neville Longbottom and the girls is Teri Noeter. We hit it off as a friends right away. We have talked about everything. They told me about them self and I told them about myself. They are childhood friends. From what I heard I could say, they were together like every damn moment. SO lucky.
They told me about Quidditch, which is wizarding sport. Aoki, how come you never told me about Quidditch? Are you mad or something? From what I have heard it is amazing and I can´t wait to see it on my own eyes! They explained rules to me and all around that. Really cool. We talked about Houses at Hogwarts. There are four. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Each house has its own common room, dormitories and colours. For Gryffindor it is red and golden. Ravenclaw blue and bronze. Hufflepuff yellow and black. And for Slytherin it is green and silver. Each House has also different traits. For example people in Gryffindor are brave and daring, while Slytherins are cunning and ambitious. I got sorted to Gryffindor (for known reason) together with Neville and boy named Ron, who is quite interesting. Teri, on other hand, got sorted to Ravenclaw.
Good news is, that me and Neville are sharing bedroom. Which is fricking cool! Ron is there too.

First week was amazing. Though some classes were boring. Like we have this teacher, called Quirrell for Defence Against the Dark Arts. And he is soo boring. He is afraid of the class he is teaching! He showed us some kind of small creature (can´t remember its name though) and he got scared of them! Can you believe this guy? And I kinda think, that Professor Snape (potion master) hates me, maybe it's my hair? Do you think if I changed it to green, he would be happy? I like potion, so I don't want him to hate me. Also during our first class, we were preparing a potion and Neville´s exploded straight into his own face. We both laugh at this, which earned us scolding from Snape. But my favourite classes are Charms by Filius Flitwick and Transfiguration by Minerva McGonagall. I got upper hand in those, thanks to Aoki-sensei training, but it is still fun. Neville and Ron are both mediocre at this, so I often help them with it. Since we share both those classes with Ravenclaw, we sit with Teri. She is amazing at both classes. So we usually fight for points by answering question and by learning new spells. So far it is a tie. History of Magic filled the holes from Aoki-sensei´s classes, but it is boring as hell, even more than DADA. Lastly we have Astronomy and Herbology. Astronomy is interesting since we watch stars (which is my favourite activity!) and name them. Herbology is so-so. It wasn't really interesting but it wasn't boring too. And Neville fainted. Poor guy, he gets into problems, more than I do!

And that concludes my first week. I will write you again next month!
Hope you guys are doing well!
Yours
Swati

Aoki finished reading letter aloud and looked at her remaining sons and daughters.

"Lucky guy! I wish I could do magic too!" cried Marika in complaint.

"Yeah," others nodded. Aoki smiled at them sadly.

"Nothing interesting about that, just some weird wimbo bimbo," proclaimed Ryuji and stood up.

"NO! It is interesting! I wish I could do magic too!" said Ariana.

"Pff, just some weird stuff. Swati is freak," Ryuji told her and picked a glass from cupboard. But the glass shattered in his hands. He yelped in surprise.

"So, I am freak as well?" asked Aoki. Ryuji was looking at her with scared expression. He knew, that angering Aoki is no good! He shook his head.

"So?" Aoki continued.

"I apologise for calling my brother a freak," he said looking at floor. She beamed at him and hugged him. He hugged her back, but littler than she him.

"He loves you just like me and we won't let any wizard to do any harm to you, ok?" she said and ruffled his hair as he nodded.

"But what do we do now? Without Swati´s crazy stunts, we are pretty much bored," someone said silently. Aoki looked at Laura, the youngest child. She smiled at her.

"Who wants burger?" Aoki asked and everybody laughed at her while accepting her offer. Aoki doesn't like burger much, but her children do. They also don't have them much, because of this, but when they do, they get the best ones in town.

Swati lied on his bed. he was thinking. He was thinking since waking up three hours ago. He was thinking all the time couple of last days. Something was bugging him, something he didn't like. He couldn't describe it, but he could sense it. It didn't let him sleep. He barely eat and he only had a tea yesterday at lunch. But he knew he should eat something, but there was that feel. Like he was drowning in cold water. He could swim, he was best at swimming at their household. Yet he was drowning. He rubbed his forehead. He groaned in pain. His head was aching from damn headache he had for last two days. Maybe because he was thinking too much? But he couldn't stop. It was there. He knew it. If he could just extend his hand and grabbed it, he would get his answers.

He groaned as he pushed himself to sitting position. They were allowed to wear normal clothes during weekdays so he pulled out jeans, white t shirt and checked shirt, which he put atop of white shirt, leaving it unbuttoned. It was time for breakfast. Neville already left ahead, well Swati send him ahead. He jogged down to common room and left through portrait. He waved to portraits. During the first week, Swati managed to befriend most of portraits and even remember each name of persons in portrait. Neville called him freak for that, but he ignore it. He jogged down the stairs and when he turned around the corner, he almost run into someone.

"Sorry!" he called quickly. Answer came in form of low girlish chuckle.

"It´s fine," girl answered. He looked up and saw Teri.

"Oh, hey, how are you?" he asked her.

She smiled at him. "Quite good, and you?"

"Amazingly amazing, until Neville starts pouting how he misses you." She laughed.

"Going for breakfast?" Swati nodded and they head out together.

"I think you could at least stop by, when you are free, unless you wish for my death."

"As a new Dark Lady, I have to get some respect, so visiting some cry baby won't help it, don't you think?"

"I see, forgive me my rudeness, M´lady," he bowed to show respect and his actions were answered by chuckles.

"I am hurt!" somebody yelled at them. They turned around and saw Neville running up to them.

"Why?" they both singed at the same time.

"I am insanely hurting and you go around like nothing happened, flirting with Swati?" Neville asked her, Swati frowned at him while Teri sniggered.

"We were just joking, and no, I am not flirting with him, he creeps me out," she said while smiling at Swati.

"Yeah, so don't- wait, what?" he jerked his head to her.

"Let's go my handsome best friend, we have a lot of catching up to do!" she proclaimed and dragged Neville away from Swati. She turned her head at him and winked. He only face palmed. He shook his head and continued his jogging to Great Hall. He entered and jogged alongside the Gryffindor table while humming a melody of his favourite song. He also sometimes sang a lyrics.

"...I spit them out mixed with my irritation...I struggle and shine...I stealthily hold a cigarette in my mouth on the rooftop...Even if I lie, I ain´t crying!...Shallow rap that´s got nothing more than a shiny surface...Fearing a tomorrow...Right now, I´m still fine with that..." he stopped and sat next to Ron and the twins.

"My favourite first year!" proclaimed Fred.

"No, he is my favourite first year!" joined George.

"My not favourite third years!" added Swati.

"Why-,"

"Are you-,"

"Hurting-,"

"Our feelings?" they asked with fake tears in their eyes. He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I can't believe, you didn't kill them yet," he asked Ron.

"I had several plans in motion, but my dad found out about them and shattered them into pieces," Ron answered sadly and Swati placed his hand on Ron shoulder trying to console him.

Then he felt it again. A piercing pain in back of his head. It happened again this morning. He looked around the room, trying to see if someone was staring at him. The pain only increased. The pain subdued a bit and now he felt like he was drenched in cold water. He knew this feeling. But he just could not place it. He could not remember where or when he felt it in past. He rubbed back of his head. He focused his glare on single point at table and he drowned into his own personal library in his head. For some reason, he could remember every advance magic, yet he had troubles with simple ones. He went over hundreds of texts, until someone started him, making him loose focus.

"Sorry, just wanted to a apologise," Neville said when Swati jumped.

"Ah, don't worry about it, I literally run into her on my way here," he answered.

"She said so, and that she also dragged you along," he added.

"Did she now? Well, what shall we do about it?" Swati smirked.

"My dear blue hair friend, I would suggest you to prank her," Fred jumped into their conversation.

"Didn't your mum taught you not to eavesdrop? " Neville asked.

"She did, but what kind of life would that be if we listened to our dear mother?" George answered with another question.

"Maybe a good and mature one?"

"You mean lame and boring?" George smiled at his twin answer.

"I can't believe that you guys think, that eavesdropping is good thing, what if we were talking about a plot to assassinate Minister of Magic?"

"Then we would join you in your attempt," twins said at once.

"Really? And how would you suggest we assassinate him? Poison?" Neville asked, but Swati ignored them.

"Poison is surely good idea, but there are too many antidotes. We would suggest killing him using some Muggle invention," Fred nodded in agreement.

"You mean like gun?"

"Oh yes, there is this one, that can kill you at very long range, I think they call it sniper rifle?" George started to think.

"Hmm, but they are quite loud, you can hear the shots from miles, I heard," argued Fred.

"We could place silencing charms," suggested Ron all of sudden. Twins looked at him in awe.

"What?"

"Brilliant idea, Ickle Ronniekins!" praised the twins.

"Then we just need some good location and wait for him to step outside, and bang!" Fred smiled.

"And since we used Muggle weapon, they will think it was a Muggle-born wizard and they won't suspect us!"

"A little bit of help here," Neville whispered to Swati who was focusing on his plate.

"What do you think, Swati?" asked the twins.

He merely smiled and chuckled a little. "A prank, huh."