My Magical World

The start of something new

I stood in the cold, shivering in the black dress I had on. The black fur coat was in my hand but for some reason, I didn't want to put it on.  I felt numb...

I stood over Elmer Villarreal's grave. I watched as the snow slowly covered the ground leaving only the headstone visible.  

Elmer Villarreal 

That was all he wanted to be engraved on his headstone. 

I looked up and saw one of the maids walk out of the house and into the garden. 

"Miss, shouldn't you get inside? It's freezing cold outside." I looked at her and couldn't help but notice her clothes. Mrs. Tuffin was always wearing her green dress. She was the warmest person I knew, the closest thing I had to a mother. But now... she wore a black dress, and the smile she always used to have on her face, was now replaced with worry. 

We buried my grandfather today. 

And so, everything was now black. Every curtain in the house was changed from the usual cream white to a grim black. 

"Yes, Mrs. Tuffin. I'll be there in a second." I said and she nodded and walked back inside.

I sighed and looked back at the grave.

"So what am I supposed to do now?" I asked.

I chuckled at the fact that I was now talking to myself. I sat down at a bench that was right in front of the grave, not caring that it was covered in snow. 

I needed the last talk, I needed to say the things I had on my mind.

"I watched as they berried you, and yet I still can't believe that you are gone. We never had much of a relationship, did we grandfather?" I ran my hand thru my hair, messing up my blond curls.

"I know that you would want me to stay in the Durmstrang Institute, but I think we both know that that's not going to happen. You know I don't belong there, no matter how much you wanted me to. I'll finish my third school year at the  Durmstrang Institute, but I will be attending Hogwarts next year." 

I stood up and walked over to the headstone. I placed my hand on it and dusted the snow away. 

"I hope you'll rest in peace, grandpa. I really do." I patted the headstone just like he always used to pat my shoulder and I walked away. 

As I walked into the house Mrs. Tuffin was immediately by my side. She warped a blanket over me and offered to make tea. 

"Thank you, Mrs. Tuffin, but I have a lot to do. I need to write a letter." I said and she furrowed her eyebrows as she watched as I walked up the stairs. 

"A letter? To whom?" She asked confused. 

"To Albus Dumbledor, Mrs. Tuffin. The headmaster of Hogwarts." I said and smiled at her. I then hurried up to my room that was all the way up on the second floor.

My sudden entrance scared my owl that was peacefully resting in my room, she calmed down once she saw it was me. 

"Sorry Fiona," I smiled at her and hurried over to my desk. When I sat down she flew over to me and landed on my desk. She always loved to watch me, whatever it was that I was doing, drawing, painting, writing... she was always so fascinated. 

I smiled at her and stroke her black feathers, "Hogwarts... I always wanted to go there, Fiona. I wanted to see what it was that mother loved about it so much. I wonder what house I would be... She was a Hufflepuff so I guess that would be my house too..." She twisted her head at me and I giggled at how cute she was.

"Okay..." I sat up straight in my chair and grabbed a piece of parchment and my quill.

I cleared my throat and started writing. 

"Dear..."

1st day of 4th year, at the Hogwarts express

"... Ms. Villarreal,"

"We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." I held the acceptance letter in my hands and couldn't help but to read it again. I looked up and watched as people greeted each other on the platform 9 3/4. 

I packed the letter away and took one of my books out. I sat in my seat comfortably and opened my book. And not soon after... the door to my compartment swung open...