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I’m sweating sitting on my bed reading a book, and suddenly I’m startled from a tapping noise at my window, and there sitting patiently at my window sill is an owl hooting, looking thirsty I think he may be injured and open my window to let him in, as I let him in, at least I assume it’s a boy, I feel the light breeze making me smile. I’m never allowed my windows open, apart from Sunday when we hang out our clothes to dry, you see mother and father are worried about me, we live in London after all! I notice that the owl I just let in has some old looking letter tied to its leg, with a seal on that has a big H on, and a snake, lion, badger and eagle and even more confusing the letter is addressed to me? Surely there has to be some kind of mistake? But the letter the way it’s addressed ‘Hermione Jean Granger, the most sparse bedroom, 17 Campbell drive, N1OTS’. My room has always been simple, especially compared to the rest of the house it only has my bed a wardrobe and my library books, in mother and father’s room there is much more. And NO-ONE knows my middle name.
I decide in a moment that I’ll open my letter and close the window. So I do. Inclosed is a letter that goes ‘Dear miss Granger we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts, a school for witchcraft and wizardry. Term starts September 1st transport will be provided from king cross station, everything you will need is in this letter. Looking forward to meeting you
Deputy Headmistress Professor mcgonagall.’
Oh, that explains a lot. I light a little flame on my finger and immediately let it spark out. I just need to make sure, you know? That they’d written to me and not some other perfect, 11 year old with straight hair and teeth and all A’s. I’m an average student at best! At worst I fail. My hairs so frizzy and my front teeth are huge and my teeth are wonky and I’m plump. Not fat but compared to my classmates… I’m not thin. I turn over the letter and see a date to meet in London to take me shopping, according to the letter all muggle students get a 100 galleon budget per year. Just 10 more days to see the magical world, 10 days till they see what a failure I am.