It's been a week since my Hogwarts letter came and I think I have found my answer to what school I will be attending for fourth year.
My parents had a day off of work today which was rare so I always made up most of the time and opportunity that I get to spend an entire day with them.
I walked downstairs for breakfast and see my father already at the living room with his cup of coffee reading the Daily Prophet but in the French translation with the logo of the French Ministry in big black letters.
My mother on the other hand was playing her violin to the radio playing a song by Celestina Warbeck.
We soon ate breakfast provided by the elves as usual and had a conversation about the upcoming school year for me and what my decision is going to be.
"So Samantha, have you made up your mind on which school you will be attending in the fall?" Father said trying not to put pressure on the question.
"Um I think I do, I think I want to go to Hogwarts and experience what life would be like in Britain as well as experiencing what you and mother went through at that school." I said giving them an calm and composed smile even though inside I was beaming with excitement.
"Oh that's just wonderful!" My mother said putting her hands together in an excited manner. " I'm sure you'll fit right in and have an amazing experience just like your father and I."
"Yes, of course you will and I might be biased since I went to Hogwarts but in my opinion it's the best wizarding school in the world. He said to me whispering and giving me a wink "But I do have one rule for you darling. No boys before you graduate"
As he said that I burst out in laughter. Me? Boys? No way! I had my priorities set and that is on graduating and finding a good and stable job. So unless the boy of my dreams, which I highly doubt will happen, saunters or attends at Hogwarts. I don't think boys will be a problem.
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Mother said the only place that we can get the best books and experience experience to be prepared for Hogwarts, which I think she's being biased but I didn't mind with all the excitement I was showing, was a place called diaganelly? Digonally? No that's not it.
Just as I was trying to remember the name of the place my mother saunters down from the staircase wearing a simple white dress with pearls around her neck and a simple set of earrings and her usual minimalist watch that she adores.
I personally think she's too overdressed but that's my mother for you. Even though I suggested we wear something casual my mother insisted on being presentable so she made me wear a peach colored short dress, personally not my color but she knows best.
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