Evelyn opened her eyes. Light streamed through the windows, lightening her room. Birds chirped happily outside and the house smelled of cinnamon and fresh bread. What a perfect day to turn eleven, she mused. Eleven isn't considered a special number by most, but when she was little she would pronounce it Evelyn, which of course is her name, so it had an importance in her mind form a very young age.
Evelyn raced down the steps into the living room where she saw her dad arranging two wrapped gifts. Mr. Erne looked up,
"There's my birthday girl!" Mrs. Erne came out of the kitchen on cue holding a plump, steamy cinnamon roll with a birthday candle in the middle. The two of them started singing, Mr. Erne in his deep, loud voice, and Mrs. Erne in her beautiful, even louder one.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Eve, happy birthday to you"
Evelyn closed her eyes tight, what would she wish for? She thought back, each day going to school, doing homework. and reading books until her mom came in to tell her a story. She had no friends her age, and besides they all only talked about boring stuff. Evelyn wished for a friend and blew out the candle.
After the Ernes devoured Alice's delicious cinnamon rolls and cleared the table Evelyn sat on the couch with her dad, waiting to open her gifts. Alice came in holding a gift bag with "Flourish and Blotts" written on it, "I almost forgot about this one", She smiled nervously. Evelyn opened the smallest present first, it was no bigger than the palm of her hand, inside was a jewelry box. Strange, she didn't have jewelry.
"It's beautiful, thank you!"
"Open it" Mr. Erne urged her. Inside was a beautiful oval locket with an owl design on the front,"For my little owl" Mr. Erne said.
Evelyn gave him a hug, "Thank you!" she turned to her mom and gave her a hug too, "It's Beautiful!"
Alice laughed, "It's real silver so don't lose it"
Evelyn unwrapped the second present, "Wow! A new sweatshirt! And it's blue too!" she had been needing a new sweatshirt. If this birthday was anything like the previous ones Evelyn figured school supplies were in the giftbag. So she wasn't amazed when she pulled books out of it. What surprised her were the titles of the books. She read each title in her head. The Standard Book of Spells Year 1 by Miranda Goshawk, A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch, A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshott, Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling, One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore, and Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger.
"What kind of joke is this?" Mom would joke about magic being real, but this? This was too much. Alice Erne shifted uneasily in her chair,
"You're a witch, Evelyn."
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Evelyn Erne - Ravenclaw Nerd
FanficIt has been 12 years since Voldemort's defeat. Evelyn Erne grew up hearing about Hogwarts, about magic, but she didn't think it was real. That all changed on her eleventh birthday. Now she knows Hogwarts is real, and in need of help. Can she, a soc...
