Chapter two: It's time


"Rory Williams, I formally invite you to the Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Amy read aloud, lowering the letter she frowned, "It's bogus."

Rory sighed, "Well real post wouldn't come from a chimney. It's probably those idiot Americans next door."

"Alfred? No way, he's too busy with Rugby and girls and learning to bloody read."

Amy's phone buzzed.

What mail? - SH

It's from a hoax school, ask your mum - AP

She said I didn't get any mail - SH

"Hmm." Amy pondered over it, "Rory, why would Mrs. holmes hide his fake letter from Sherlock?"

Rory sat up in his bed, "Well, I mean, what if it isn't a hoax?"

Amy scoffed, but Rory didn't move, "You aren't serious? Witchcraft and wizardry? Oh come on!" she threw up her arms half heartedly.

Rory lifted his shoulders, "Well, I mean, there are some weird things that happen."

She scrunched up her face, "Ok, that time with cake was not my-" her phone buzzed again, "Hold on, it's Arthur." Rory rolled his eyes.

"Why are you still talking to him? He never wants to hang out with us anyway." he said, leaning back and crossing his arms.

Amy was staring at her phone, "Well, that's because you're here."

Why did you leave Sherlock alone in my room? - AK

I had no choice - AP

"We are friends now, get over it." Amy explained to Rory, "It was in 7th grade."

Well he got soot all over our bloody living room - AK

Amy perked up, "Hey, I think Arty got the same letter!"

Arty? Rory mouthed in disgust.

Did you see any letters in the fireplace - AP

Why would there be letters in the fireplace? - AK

"Ok, we're going over to the Kirklands." Amy said, standing up swiftly, "Now."

"Oh, yeah, alright." Rory said to his empty room, before following right behind her. The sun was beginning to set when the two barged into Arthur's home.

"Oh, for the love of- what is it now?" Arthur asked. Amy crept along the edges of the living room, looking for envelopes under the couch and behind the coffee table.

"An owl dropped this letter down my chimney. We thought the same would happen to you." Rory explained.

"Sherlocks got one too!" Amy added, as she poked through the ashes in the fireplace.

"An owl did what?" Alfred asked, walking in from the kitchen, drying his hands on his pants.

"We got these weird letters from Hogwarts-"

A dish crashed to the floor in the kitchen, "Mum?" Matthew hurried into the kitchen.

Amy hadn't realized he had been in the room, "Oh, hey Matt."

"Don't worry about me, what are you kiddo's up to, eh?" Ms. Kirkland asked, stepping into the room.

Rory held up his letter. Her eyes widened and she stiffened up.

"It's just some-" Rory began but Amy cut him off.

"Have you seen it before?"

"Me? No? Er, what is it?" Ms. Kirkland asked, taking a few steps closer, and reading the front, "Probably just junk mail." She said, taking it from Rory, "I'll get rid of it for you, don't worry, we recycle around here!" she chuckled awkwardly and began ripping it up

"Wait!" Amy protested, but before her eyes the letter was whole again. Ms. Kirkland didn't notice, but after three rips in half she looked down. The envelope was still in tact.

The room stared at the letter in her trembling hands, "Ah. Wait just a moment." Ms. Kirkland glanced around the shocked room, then hurried into the kitchen, and Amy could hear her on the phone, "It's time."


The Kirkland residence was full, packed. Every kid and parent in the whole gated community had showed up for some secret meeting. Rory was whispering nervously to Amy, who was mainly ignoring him and trying to get Sherlock's attention, who in turn was ignoring her and trying to read a book. Mycroft was there, and he knew he couldn't be seen acting friendly with Amy again.

Mrs. Kirkland was trying to get everybody's attention, but wasn't having much luck.

"Silence!" Mr. Holmes said, and then he cleared his throat and took a step back, making way for Mrs. Kirkland.

"Hello everybody. As some of you may know, all of us parents were friends in high school. We got this place together, so we could give our children a proper British education, and create an environment where we can all feel safe."

The crowd nodded slightly, "However, children, we have kept some things from you. You might not believe this right away, but we have to tell you the truth." She took a deep breath, "Magic does exist. And you are some of the few who are able to use it." A murmur spread through the youth.

Mrs. Holmes stepped in, "There have been some terribly dark witches and wizards in our countries past. At the time that we were all settling down and starting families, it was at its worst. But those times are gone, and the wizarding community has found us. We cannot keep you from your destiny, or your wizarding education, any longer."

Mycroft scoffed.

Alfred's jaw dropped.

Amy raised her hand, "So, when do we get wands?"


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