Fifth Disaster |Harry Potter|

4.

It wasn't that difficult to imagine that I was a witch. At least now after the professor explaining everything. Thinking about it now, since I can remember, strange things had been happening around me, starting from the times my porcelain dolls I really liked when little (which I still did but I kinda respect them because they're a little creepy) would float to me when they weren't at my reach, and I wanted to play with them. When I would get angry at school when those kids would bother me, their pencils and colors would be thrown away and the wind. I always thought those would be coincidences and that magic didn't exist. But now, looking at the old professor patiently observe our reactions with a kind smile and a bit of curiosity, I knew he wasn't lying.

I was an actual witch and magic did exist!

"Incredible" Dad breathed out, looking at me with a grin. "Alright" he turned to mum for her input, but she was already smiling, shrugging. He turned to Mike who grinned and then dad turned to me. "Okay, little one. If that's what you want"

I smiled widely, "YAY!" I jumped up and down before I stopped abruptly, "Wait!"

They winced a bit at my sudden mood shift.

"Kate" mum scolded when I grabbed the equipment and book list.

I gave her an innocent smile "Sorry" I turned to the professor, raising the lists. "Where am I supposed to find all this? I don't suppose there's a shop nearby with witch stuff"

The professor smiled, "Ah, I've been waiting that question. That's easy. You'll find what you need in Diagon Alley"

"And where is it? This Alley of diagons " I asked before he could continue.

The professor chuckled in amusement, "Patience, Miss. Grant. Diagon Alley is found at the Leakey Caldron, it's a magical place. Not a lot of muggles can see it because it's enchanted, but with muggleborns, there's always the exception, so you will be able to go in there Mrs Grant"

I blinked up at the professor innocently as he gave me a pointed look. It was as if he was thinking I was planning on going myself and cause all kind of troubles.

Ha! As if.

Well, I did think about it... But he can't prove it!

"Thank you, professor" Mum told him in relief.

The professor stood, prompting dad to do the same. "Hope I answered most of your doubts"

"I'm sure we'll have more soon" Dad said chuckling. "But thank you for explaining all this to us"

"No problem" The professor said with a smile, "Now, if you excuse me. I must go. More letters to muggleborns to hand and headmaster stuff to do"

"Sounds boring" I remarked.

The professor chuckled, "It can be. But not when you treat it as an adventure" True. "Well then, I see you at Hogwarts coming September. I believe you'll be a great student"

"Goodbye professor, have a good journey" I said waving at him.

Dad walked him to the door, exchanging a few words before the professor left.

"Well, that was certainly interesting" Mike told us.

"The best birthday ever" I exclaimed, turning to face my family with blonde, straight hair.

Dad laughed but nodded, "Indeed. And you still have a few more hours of your birthday. What do you want to do?"

I exchanged a look with my brother, "Movie night!" We exclaimed at the same time.