From a young age, Leonora Potter had discovered that she was quite different from the rest of her family. After getting sorted into Slytherin, her relationship with the Potter's crumbled, and she was forced to find family in other places. Perhaps th...
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A/N - I'm pretty sure all students canonically get their letters around the end of July, but l'm having them get them on their 11th birthday here (unless their birthday is in August, then they'd get it earlier)
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May 11, 1973 — Friday
Leonora was probably the only one who remembered her birthday. She was finally turning eleven. She had woken up that morning, excitedly shooting down the stairs in the hopes that a few presents would be laid out on the dining room table. She wasn't sure why. There never were. But she figured it didn't hurt to hope.
And that's why her shoulders didn't drop when she reached the room. Why her bottom lip didn't tremble the moment her eyes landed on nothing. At this point it was like a tradition for her parents to forget. But as she approached the table, close enough to fully inspect it, she realized that there was in fact something there. A thin, almost imperceptible, envelope. She quickly closed the gap between herself and the table, her steps giddy.
Her family might have forgotten her birthday, but Hogwarts certainly hadn't. The envelope had a faint, triangular indent pressing into the middle of it, presumably where her tawny owl, Daffi, had been holding it. And on the back, it was very clearly addressed to her in black ink. She swiftly flipped the envelope over in her hands, pulling back the edges of the red, Hogwarts crest embossed seal. Pulling out the parchment, she began to skim over the letter.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Src., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Potter,
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
Leonora began to wriggle the supplies list free. But before it had fully left its confines, her mum and dad barged into the room from the kitchen. Their hands were full of plates containing steaming portions of eggs and sausages. They had never believed in using House-Elves for anything. She wasn't particularly hungry, but the warm scent of sausage filled her nostrils and trailed to the back of her throat, making her mouth water.
Her mothers eyes flashed up to her for a moment as she set the plate of eggs down, and Leonora could tell instantly that they were not on her, but rather the letter held between her hands. "Has Clemmi already brought the post?" Clemmi is the family owl.
