Mary McElroy and the American at Hogwarts

A/N: The only characters I own are Mary and her family (excluding McGonagall) all others belong to JK Rowling.

I walked back from the forest. I heard their screams. The fire was so hot I was sweating from 20 feet away. There was nothing I could do but sit there and scream.

I hopped out of bed. It was just a dream. That happened years ago, there already dead. You've had this dream before nothing to worry about. I looked out my window and looked out at Central Park. Today is the day!!!
"Mary, darling. Something has arrived for you." "Coming Gram!"
I raced down the stairs.
"Is it here? Is it my acceptance letter?" "Well why don't you open it up and see."

"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. McElroy,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a 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"

"Thank you Minnie." I whispered to myself. A few months ago, my whole family, besides myself, died in a house fire. Causing my grandmother to move from Ireland to here, New York City. I was attending The Witch and Wizard Academy in upstate New York, but after the fire. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to leave America.
My parents had moved from London to New York after they both graduated from Hogwarts. They never told me why they moved. My moms sister just happens to be Minerva McGonagall and was able to pull a few strings for her favorite goddaughter and I'll be transferring to Hogwarts for my 4th year.

"Now go get packed. Minerva will be here tomorrow to take you to move you to London and go to Diagon Alley."