Augusts’ mother and father met when they were young at a Jewish Seminary school for the youth in Manchester, England. After growing up and receiving the blessing from each set of parents, they married and then moved in to a small flat just a few blocks from their childhood homes. Ezekiel used his college degree to get a teaching position at the school he and his wife attended, and was the new Math professor. His wife, Sarah, got a job as a saleswoman at a local woman’s clothing store.

Shortly after starting their new life together, the couple was blessed with a baby boy whom they named August David Goldstein. This curly haired tot had a normal enough childhood. He learned to crawl and then walk rather early but his father said it was because he was going to be a smart teacher like his dad one day. One day his mother received a call at work from August’s daycare informing her that somehow he had gotten out of the gate and they had found him on the top shelf of the bookshelf in the other room.

Years went by without another strange incident. The family added a new member, Sylvia Goldstein was born when August was 6 and they got along wonderfully. Everything had been going quite normally for a young family at the time but it wasn’t until August was 10 and enrolled in his father’s school, Manchester’s School of Abraham, that another occurrence had raised the eyebrows of his parents. August was always a quiet boy and was rather shy at times, only really hanging out with his one good friend Peter. Throughout his years at the school a boy named Arthur Hemmingway had constantly mocked the boys, chased them home on their bikes and called them mean names. Well one day, when August was 10 and was walking on his way home with Peter, Arthur came up on them and stole Peter’s bike. August yelled at him to get off but he wouldn’t and then suddenly, all of the bully’s hair fell out…as if my magic.

Later that year, after summer was coming to a close, the Goldstein family received a strange letter in the mail from a faraway school requesting that their son attend. His father would have nothing to say about it, he was to be kept in his school where he would learn and excel for his future. August was not upset; he hadn’t really heard anything about the school anyways, even after some internet research. So he continued on for two more years at his Muggle School when he received another letter in the mail requesting his attendance at the ‘Legendary School’ called Hogwarts and that he was a wizard. The Headmaster seemed to think that this was a necessary thing to let them know this time in a special letter that was addressed to ‘Muggleborn witches and wizards and their parents’.

So he was a wizard, headed off to a new school, not knowing anyone….what now?