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There was once a young family of 3 who lived in England. The three lived happily on their own for four years. A father, a mother and a son. But the family didn’t feel complete, not whole. So, on 24 June 1981, a new addition was added to the family. A daughter.
Now this daughter was the apple of everyone’s eyes. Everyone loved her and she fit right in. The father and mother dotted on their little girl. She was their baby. Their pride and joy. They became over protective of the child. Which is not great when you have a kid who gets a thrill out of danger and seeks it out by doing anything possible. The mother and Father have their hands full.
The son though had an incredible bond with the daughter. They may have a 4-year age gap but they were inseparable. No one could pull them apart. They did everything together. From playing Quidditch to going camping in back garden. They climbed trees. They had fun. They took day trips together. They did everything together. The son understood everything about the daughter and didn’t shut her down fir it (like their parents did to protect the girl). He understood that she couldn’t sit still for long. He understood that she could only ride a broom like a surfboard. He understands her thrill-seeking nature. He understood it all.
But this close connection caused a riff when they were finally split up.
In July 1988, the son received a letter. A letter to say he was going away for a while. A letter that invited him to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizards.
“HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr Diggory,
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 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress”
So, after two months of shopping and of the daughter begging of him not to go or to take with him, the son went away to Hogwarts living the daughter alone with her parents. This was a very bad idea.
At first, the 8-year-old/9-year-old tried to keep her promise to her brother. She tried to play safe. Not be so annoying. Not be so danger seeking. But she couldn’t help it. She was 8/9-year-old. There was no way that was going to stick. So then came the second year.
Next the 9-year-old/10-year-old just tried avoiding her parents so they wouldn’t get over protective or mad at whatever she was doing. This didn’t even last a week. The over protective parent’s didn’t let her out of their sight for more than 20 minutes after what she did in the first week that the son went back to school for his 2nd year. She had tried swinging from her broom onto a very tall tree but she missed the branch and fell, breaking her arm. Sure the parents fixed the arm with magic but it still made them more protective.
It was when the girl was 10 (just after the son went to Hogwarts for his 3rd year) when things started going differently. The girl was fed up of her parents always watching her. She fed up and it filled her with so much range. So much rage that she couldn’t contain. It spilled out everywhere and on everyone. The only person it didn’t spill onto was the son when he came for holidays or when the floo called. The son kept her calm and helped teach her ways of staying calm.
Then finally in July 1992, after a year or so of the riff between the daughter and the parents. The daughter finally received her Hogwarts letters. She could finally leave and be independent at Hogwarts.
“HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Miss Diggory,
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 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress”
But first they had to do something. Something the daughter hated doing because to her it was too girly. Something the mother loved forcing her to do.
“Why do we have to go shopping? Can’t you just buy them for me, Ced?”
“Char, you know I can’t”
“But shopping....”
“I know Char. I know”
So, the family went shopping.
“UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil’s clothes should carry name tags”
“Nope nope. You are not getting me in that! I am not wearing a skirt!”
“Charlotte, this is the female uniform. You have to wearing the skirt and blouse.”
“no I refuse!”
“Cedric, talk to your sister. She has no choice”
“COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
● The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) By Miranda Goshawk
●A History of Magic By Bathilda Bagshot
●Magical Theory By Adalbert Waffling
●A Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration By Emeric Switch
●One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi By Phyllida Spore
●Magical Drafts and Potions By Arsenius Jigger
●Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them By Newt Scamander
●The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection By Quentin Trimble”
“How many books? We are 1st years why do we have to read this much”
“Wait until you see the homework load, Char”
“What? How much homework is there, Ced? Ced why are you laughing?”
“OTHER EQUIPMENT
□ 1 wand”
“I just blew up a shelf”
“I did the same looking my wand to Char”
“□ 1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)”
“Char, promise not to get in flights with Professor Snape please?”
“Ced, I have never met the guy. Why do you think I’ll get in fights with him?”
“□ 1 set glass or crystal phials”
“What the”
“CHARLOTTE!”
“... is that?”
“□ 1 telescope”
“THE LESSONS ARE AT MIDNIGHT?!”
“□ 1 set brass scales”
“Why do we need Scales?”
“For potions”
“□ Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.”
“Ooo can I have a toad?!”
“No Charlotte”
“Why not, Mum! They are so cute!”
“they are gross Charlotte. You can have a cat OR an owl”
“ehhh no thanks. Imma get a toad”
“No, you will not young lady!”
“I’M GETTING A TOAD!”
“no one in this family will pay for you to have a toad!”
“PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK”
“WHAT! I’M NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE MY BROOM!”
“I’m sorry Char. You can borrow mine when’s it’s free or use the ones in the shed”