Chapter One

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"Genevieve!" my mother screams.

I open my eyes and roll out of bed.

"Yes?" I scream back at my mother.

"Your Hogwarts letter came!" at that, I bolt towards the steps and run downstairs.

"Are you being serious?" I ask her.

She nods and hands me the letter.

I squeal, "oh my gosh, Mom!"

She smiles and hugs me, "oh I remember my Hogwarts days, now you're going to be going."

I nod, "I'm so excited!"

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"Okay, here's some money, you can go get the things you need." my mom hands me the coins and I hurry and take them.

"Remember, don't talk to strangers, don't take candy from strangers." I nod.

She smiles and shoos me off. I walk to the book shop first and get the books I need for all my classes. Then to get my very own owl. I walk into the shop and look around at all of the animals. I look mainly at the owls, then my eyes land on the most beautiful owl I've ever seen. A pure black owl. I walk up to it and pet its head.

"Hello." I turn around and see the store owner.

"I want this one," I say pointing to the owl.

"Are you sure? This owl is a difficult one," he says.

I nod, "I'm positive."

The owl nudges my shoulder with its beak and I stick my arm out for it to sit, it sits on my arm.

"Looks like he likes you."

I smile and pay for the owl.

"I'm gonna name you Midnight," I say to the owl. It 'hoos'

I then walk to Ollivander's to get my wand. I walk into the store and am completely blown away by all of the wands.

"My goodness," I hear someone say.

I look around and see an old man, who I'm assuming is Ollivander.

"Genevieve Newman," he says.

I nod, "I'm looking for a wand."

"Of course," he says.

He walks back to the wands and pulls out one.

I grab it and hold it, glass jars fall from everywhere.

"Okay, so maybe not that one."

He hands me another one and books fly all over the place.

"Not that one either," he says.

We go through multiple wands until he pulls out one and I hold it, and it's like pure magic.

"Ah ha! Looks like we've found you one, very curious, it's one of a kind," he says.

I smile and pay for the wand, "thank you very much, Ollivander."

I walk out and bump into someone.

"Watch where you're going!" I look up and see a very blonde boy around my age.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you," I apologize.

"Obviously," he spits.

I roll my eyes, "it was an accident, accidents happen, I don't understand why you're being such a jerk."

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