As horrifying as it was, [Name] had to get up early so that she couldn't miss her mother's cooking again. She'd always wanted to know how to cook, but her protective mother wouldn't allow her to do so.
She groggily sat up on her bed, and then rubbed her eyes open. She walked over to her mirror and started combing her [hair color] hair, for she had always wanted to have it long. Moments later, she went out of her room and, not forgetting to close the door, went down the wooden stairs. Her mother had heard her lazy steps, because suddenly, she greeted her. "Good morning, dear. Had a good night's rest?"
[Name] sat down on the dining chair. "Not really. I think I had a nightmare or two, to be honest." She rested both of her elbows on the edge of the dining table. "Oh, you poor thing. I wish I could've been there to aid you." Her mother had stated once she placed the eggs and bacon on the table. "It's alright, mom. I'm okay now." [Name] sighed.
She didn't wait for her mother to join her with her meal. She just straight up gobbled up the whole thing. "Oh my, hungry, are we now?" Her mother chuckled lightly. "Yeah... I guess that nightmare kind of made me super hungry."
After brushing her teeth and doing some hygiene, she put on her everyday clothes and went to her desk. She put out a piece of paper from her drawer, sharpened her pencil, then drew a house with a family of three. This was some of the things [Name] liked to do in her free time. She didn't have to go to muggle school because she was homeschooled. Yes. [Name] is a witch. A pureblooded witch to be exact. She just doesn't know how she's capable on handling magic. She was in fact, scared of it. That's because magic was the cause of her father's death.
Her father was a gifted Slytherin wizard, while her mother was a smart Ravenclaw. Yes, she knew all about Hogwarts because of her mother. She couldn't stop telling her how amazing it is to be there.
Her father worked as an Auror, an elite witch or wizard that is tasked to protect the wizarding world from the Dark Arts and the ones who practise it. It was hard for her father to become one, because he was sorted into Slytherin and isn't trusted too much. But somehow, he got the job. He had proven himself to be trustworthy, even though he was sorted into the Slytherin house. But things were turned for the worse.
When her father had an encounter with a Death Eater, as usual, he fought back. But when he thought he had won, the Death Eater had cast a curse on him, the Cruciatus Curse, and then later on the Killing Curse. It was such a horrible day for everyone, even for little 3-year-old [Name]. Her father had done his part.
[Name] didn't realize that small drops of tears were present on her paper, and she later wiped off her tears on her face with a tissue from the bathroom. [Name] sighed deeply. "I miss you, dad."
Suddenly she heard light tapping noises from her window. Tap, tap, tap! It was sort of annoying, so [Name] had opened the window angrily. "What's all the-"
She had become face-to-face to their family owl, Vard. He was a brown colored horned owl, and is the sweetest owl you'll ever find. "Hey, Vard. Didn't see you coming. Why are you here and not downstairs?" She had now noticed the parchment Vard was holding with his mighty claws. A small envelope with a red stamp on it to hold what was inside. She widened her eyes and let Vard in, grabbing the envelope. "Mom, look!"
Her mother had rushed upstairs to see what had caused her daughter to yell at her to come, and was very worried. She thought something bad has happened to her. "Wh-what is it, dear? Is something wrong?" Her mother had gasped at what she saw. Well, more like the good kind of gasp. She sat beside her gaping daughter and said, "well, open it, dear!"
Her mouth was still open as she read the letter in her mind.
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HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
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Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms [Last name],
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 Sincerly,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
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The child hugged her mother tightly, and kept saying "thank you" several times. [Name] almost felt like crying. It was the happiest day of her life.
She was finally going to her dream school-Hogwarts.
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Mind Games || Harry X Reader X Draco Fanfic
FanfictionA story in which you, the Reader, is the main character in this story. The time line takes place when you just got your letter from Hogwarts, and is getting ready for the glorious day to come. Although there a some lines that are from the book, nev...