I looked up from my book as I heard a scratch at my window. An owl flew inside when I opened it up. It dropped a letter onto my bed and flew away. I tore open the letter and it said, " we are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into the Durmstrang Institute for boys. What I was best friends with the boy who flew I was pen pals with the girl who knew I was crushing on the boy who lived My name is Sara Rose, and I am the girl who sawAll Rights Reserved