Cinder and the Philosopher's Stone ( part 1 )

Chapter one

Cinder woke up at 3 in the morning on the 31st of July to prepare breakfast for her 'mistress '. Her mistress had taken interest in her when she discovered that she could cook at the age of 8, and she  took advantage of that until this very day. Cinder is a orphan with fiery red hair, bright blue eyes, and a lot of freckles on her face, and her 11th  birthday surprisingly was today. Her mistress or 'Miss Crimsoe ' had gave her a precise order to cook her best dish for breakfast which took about two hours, and if she fails to impress her, beating would befall her.

Life at the orphanage had always been miserable. The other children had become jealous of Cinder because they  thought she's the favorite, but oh boy they were wrong.
She had always been small and skinny for her age. Cinder looked even smaller and skinnier than she really was because all she had to wear were old dirty clothes Miss Crimsoe had provided her with.

5 o'clock came faster than Cinder thought and she quickly set the table before Miss Crimsoe woke up.  When the clock stroke six the table was full with orphans, but Cinder had to sit in the back and wait for the leftovers to eat. As she waited her stomach began to hurt her from the lack of food but she got used to that  as years passed by. Cinder also had a scar on her face, it went from the top of her left eyebrow to her left cheek . She had it for as long as she can remember, even Miss Crimsoe said that she had it when she was dropped off by the orphanage door. But that was not the only scar she had. Under her right eye two scars went down to cheek.

At around 7 o'clock that evening, there was a knock on the door. Cinder went to check it and turned out it was just the mail. She look at the mail and there was a letter for her. Who would send her a letter? Maybe her parents finally came back to get her. She smiled brightly as the thought came to her mind.

Ms. C.
The attic
Seventh Sea orphanage

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of a yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp.

"Hurry up Cinder! " yelled Miss Crimsoe

Cinder enter the living room and handed Miss Crimsoe the mail but kept her letter with her.

"What you got there?" asked Miss Crimsoe , and ripped the letter away from Cinder's hand

"It's mine" Cinder said while trying to get her letter back, but Miss Crimsoe was a thin, tall women and held the letter higher.

She opened the letter and began to read it. After she was done, she had a furious expression on her face.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" roared Miss Crimsoe "is this a joke? Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry" she announced

"I don't know," Cinder said angrily "but it's mine"

"So you think this is yours, nobody wants you Cinder, now to the doom room you go for this behaviour" Miss Crimsoe ordered "and then get back to work oh and no supper" she said as a horrible grin appeared on the face.

The doom room was the worst room in the building, it was where orphans got beaten. Cinder was used to being send there, it's were she got her scars after all. The first time she was sent to the doom room was when she was four because Katy Crimsoe had told Miss Crimsoe that Cinder hit her which was not true at all. After about a year of her first visit to the doom room Cinder realised that no one was going to fight for her and that she had to be strong to live under Miss Jason's roof, so she had not shed a tear for years. Katy was Miss Crimsoe's nice and she had hated Cinder with the same amount as Miss Crimsoe.

As Cinder walked down the stairs towards the doom room she wondered what in the world was Hogwarts . She enter the room and waited for Miss Crimsoe to come, but she was late which was very unlike her , instead an owl came through the window and dropped a letter on Cinder's lap. It was the same letter she had a few minutes ago. She was about to open it when Miss Crimsoe swung the door open.

"So you're stealing now aren't you" said Miss Crimsoe angrily "come on give it to me you Orphan"

"NO!" Cinder yelled "it's mine"

"If you want it you can go and live with whoever sent it" roared Miss Crimsoe "NOW GET OUT!"

Cinder ran up to the attic, got her stuff in her trunk and ran to the front door. Other children had already started to gather around her.

"I can't take this anymore, you can go and get your own slave!" Cinder yelled to the orphans "wherever this letter came from is much better than here"

And with that she slammed the front door shut with shocked orphans behind it. She ran until she found a bus stop and she sat to opened the envelope. With trembling hands she opened it and started to read.

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 Ms. Cinder,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please
find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Questions exploded inside Cinder's head like fireworks. What did it mean by awaits my owl? She thought. That question was answered when an owl appeared beside her. It was the one who dropped the letter to her. So she guess that she had to write a letter. She got a paper out of her bag and wrote:

Dear whoever sent this letter,
I thank you for your consideration, but I'm without money or food and I don't think I would be able to buy the stuff I need or actually come at all, and I would love to come .If you ever get this please help me.
Cinder

After she was done with the letter she looked around to see if she can find a mail box, but the owl was now on her and trying to take the letter away from her. She soon got the idea and gave the letter to the owl, then it took off to wherever it came from. So Cinder made herself comfortable on the bench and fell into a deep sleep.