Our Secret Marriage: First Year

Chapter 1: My Wand and Harry's

Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. A prestigious school for young witches and wizards alike. My school.

It has only been few weeks ago that I stole a letter which belonged to me from my aunt Annie's bedroom. If it had been up to her, I wouldn't be going to this school at all.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Miss Hope,
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.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
BOOKLIST AND OTHER REQUIREMENTS
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' 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) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emetic Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT
1)wand
2)cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) 3)set glass or crystal phials
4)telescope set
5)brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

Although short and curt, I thank my lucky stars that the school sent a gigantic man by the name of Rubeus Hagrid to help me collect my things listed in the booklist.

Alongside a boy with a lightning bolt on his forehead who seemed very popular with about everyone we passed by, we got everything we needed until it came to getting out wands...

"All r'igh A'rry, O'ria, this is where I leave yer ta get yer wands,"Hagrid huffs out leading us outside a shop called Ollivanders and beneath the sign was a subtitle 'Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C'

Jeez, 382 B.C...that's a really long time...

A little bell tinkles as we enter, Harry and I awkwardly squeeze together and admire the place. Tiny, quiet and shelves upon shelves of thin boxes with labels. It seemed to me we have walked into a restricted library the air is dense with something but I just can't tell what...

"Hello,"An old man was standing before them, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop.

"Hello," we murmur in unison.

"Ah yes," said the man. "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harry Potter, Victoria Hope."

It wasn't a question.

"You have your mother's eyes, Harry. It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wand for charm work. And you, Victoria have your mother's looks, I almost thought she was walking in here herself buying her first wand. Nine and a half inches long, mahogany. Good for Transfiguration."