Meant To Be?

1. The Acceptance Letter

(Y/N POV)

I woke up on the morning of June 5th to my parents hollering for me. "Y/N," they yelled. "Your letter is here!" It was my 11th birthday. At first, I had no idea what they were talking about, and then I remembered: It's my birthday! I thought to myself. My Hogwarts letter! I bolted downstairs, grinning and excited. They had it sitting on the kitchen table next to a big birthday breakfast for me. My mother came up behind me, "Well go on! Read it!" I eagerly opened the letter.

Dear Miss L/N,

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 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

I read it out loud and my parents are so excited. I'm a pureblood witch, meaning my mom and dad also come from magical families, so they've been through all this already, and have been awaiting this day for me my entire life. They decide that they want to take care of everything as soon as possible, so my mom tells me that today, for my birthday, we're going to Diagon Alley to get all my supplies! I run upstairs to my room and get dressed. Minutes later, I come back downstairs squealing. "Let's go, let's go!" I say excitedly.

"Alright, alright," says my dad while laughing. "Now," he continues. "The way we're going to do this is we will be using floo powder!"

"Floo powder?" I asked, confused.

"Yes! It's a way to travel to different places, through fireplaces!"

"It's really easy," my mother chimed in. "You just grab a handful of the green powder, step into the fireplace, and very clearly say 'Diagon Alley'! So go ahead, try it."

I do exactly as they say. I take a handful of the powder, I step into the fireplace nervously, and say 'Diagon Alley'. Next thing I know, my mother, my father and I are all standing in the fireplace in a shop called Floo Pow, a seller of floo powder.

"Are you ready?" My mom says to me with a smile on her face.

"I'm ready," I say, smiling back and nodding.