It was summer, seemingly just like any other summer but it was not.
Now before we start a little bit about myself.
I have a Mother and a Father, they weren't my real Parents, no, they adopted me when I was a baby but I still call them my Parents. They don't really care for me and were always out of the house working or stuff. But they gave me a home, when I was younger they made me food, witch I was all very grateful for.
One thing I had to do, was grow up fast at the age of 9, I was making most of my own meals, walking to school, and cleaning the house.
My Parents now only cook meals for me on my birthday and Christmas.
I also didn't really have any friends at school. Even though my life was anything but special I always felt different, like I didn't belong, like I was meant for something more. Not just because strange things happen to me all the time, things I couldn't explain when I was angry or sad, but I just felt out of place.
One week before my 11th birthday I got a letter. I very interesting letter. On the front in big letters it read.
Miss. (First letter of your first name) Black.
I flipped it over as I walked up to my room admiring it. The letter was sealed with a red wax stamp with a 'H'. I ripped open the letter curiosity filled my brain as I began to read.
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HOGWARTS
TO: Miss. (Y/n) Black,
(Your address)
Dear Miss. BLACK
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,
Students shall be required to report to the Chamber of Reception upon arrival, the dates for which shall be duly advised.
Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to the list of requirements attached herewith.
We very much look forward to receiving you as part of the new generation of Hogwarts' heritage.
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandos
McGionagalls
Professor McGonagall
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When I finish the letter I found the list of requirements and read it excitedly.
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Uniform
First-year students will require:
Three sets of plain work robes (black).
One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear.
One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar).
One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings).
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags
Course books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1), Miranda Goshawk.
A History of Magic, Bathilda Bagshot.
Magical Theory, Adalbert Wafting.
A Beginer's Guide to Transfiguration, Emeric Ewitch.
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, Phyllida Spore.
Magical Drafts and Potions, Arsenius Jigger.
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Newt Scamander.
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection, Quentin Trimble.
Other equipment
1 wand.
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2).
1 set glass or crystal phials.
1 telescope.
1 set brass scales.
Students may also bring an owl or a cat or a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK.
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A thousand things ran through my mind but when they calmed down I resolved what I my first problem was. How on earth would I find all this stuff In London.
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I didn't get much sleep that night because my goal was to be awake before my Mother left for work.
After about 5 hours of sleep I woke up 30 minutes before my Mom left.
I quickly changed into my clothes, after I decided I looked decent (for an 11 year old girls standards) I emptied my piggy bank and stuffed the money in my pockets. I honestly did have a good amount of money, mostly from helping out with the neighbours.
Last thing I grabbed was my letter with the list of supplies and clutched it tightly in my hand.
I ran down the stairs to my Mother who was just getting ready to leave.
"Mom?" I asked as I stood on the other side of the table that she had her purse on.
"What is it." She said not even looking at me as she pulled out her car keys.
"Is it okay with you if I can come with you, I have some shopping I would like to do?" I asked nervously.
She sighed and spared me a quick look as she pulled her bag on her shoulder. "Fine, but if you're not exactly where I dropped you off by 9:00 then you're walking home, okay?" She said and walked passed me to the door.
I nodded and followed her in the car and sat in the back seat.
She started the car and drove off. I sat with my head against the window having no idea where I would start looking. I was in the middle of searching my mind for an idea of where I could find this stuff we I got a strange feeling, that I was in the right place.
"Mom, you can stop here." I told her and all she did was stop the car briefly by the sidewalk. The moment I left the car she drove off.
I was then faced with the reality that I was an eleven year old girl who was surrounded by strangers and I had no idea where I was.
I closed my eyes talking a deep breath. I opened my eyes and just started walking. Nothing stood out to me until after a good 20 minutes of walking I came across an odd shop with a sign hanging over it, 'the leaky cauldron' was what it said. I had a strange urge to enter the building that everyone else was completely ignoring as if it didn't exist to them.
I held my letter tight and walked through the door.
It was actually quite large in the inside, the whole room was lit by candle light and it had a couple long benches in the middle. A couple people were inside minding their own business completely ignoring me.
I studied the room with fascination as I walked across the room and eventually I got out but I was met by a brick wall.
I sighed, maybe I shouldn't just listen to some stupid feeling. I thought but if what ever I thought was telling me to go here was nothing then I going to be standing on the side of the road till 9:00.
I just stared at the wall focusing completely on it. Suddenly the once solid wall started to change. The bricks turned and moved back shaping an entrance revealing a busy street lined with very interesting buildings.
I wanted to go in every single crowded shop but I had to focus on getting my supplies. After I pushed my way through crowds of people some were wearing strange clothes and were talking about strange things.
After a couple hours I had bought everything except for a Wand. I walked over to a shop called 'Oliveanders' my hands full with everything I had already bought as I tried not to drop anything. I enter the shop. Just as I was safely inside I tripped over my own feet causing me to drop my books and bags full of supplies. I get to my feet and see an elderly man standing in front of a desk. I walk over to him ignoring the mess I created.
"Ahh, (Y/n), Black. I was wondering when you'd come." The man said.
"You know my name?" I ask.
"I know many things." He responded. "I remember your Father getting his Wand."
My eyes lit up at the mention of my real Father.
"My Father was a Wizard?" I ask.
"Indeed." He said. "Same as your Mother."