This is my first fan-fic. Tell me what you think!
"Are you sure this is for me?" Sofie Cromwell asked her mother. "I mean, has anyone ever heard of a school called Hogwarts? Really! Marnie gets to go to Whitch University----"
"Well, at least here, you can use magic in school! Marnie is complaining that you aren't allowed to do magic in school!" Gwen Cromwell said, cutting across her daughters sentence. CRACK!!!!!!!!!!
"MOM! What was that?!?!?!?!"
"I don't know, Sofie, I really don't know." Then there was a know at the door and Sofie answered.
"Are you Sofie Cromwell?" the old man asked in a scratchy voice.
"Y-Y-Yes....Who are you?" Sofie answered, stammerimg.
"I am Albus Dumbledore. I am Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry coming to make sure you got your letter to go to Hogwarts." he answered.
"MOM! Come here!"
"What is----And you are?"
"Albus Dumbledore"
"Who? I've never heard of anyone by the name of Albus Dumble---WAIT! You own Hogwarts, don't you? What is this place?"
"A school. Sofie has been accepted into this school."
"Sofie?!?! I didn't---how--what---"
"She was down since birth."
"But, why didn't Marnie go? Why wasn't she accepted?"
"Aggie, my good friend, insited on training Marnie. She was the Cromwell of the profecy. She needed special training."
"Mom, please? Can I go? PLEASE? This would be the first exciting thing that ever happened to me---I didn't even get to ride a broomstick---PLEASE????????????????"
"Oh, alright. Where does she get her things?"
"She will come with me to Diagon Alley. She will get wizards money and also, her robes, books, and wand--yes Sofie, wand." He said noticing the delighted look on her face when he said wand."May I stay for the night? I really don't have anywhere to go................"
"Yes, you may." Gwen answered. "Wait till I get my hands on my mother..." she mumbled to herself through gritted teeth as Dumbledore passed her
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" yelled Dylan. "MOM! THERE IS SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE!"
"DYLAN!!!!!!!!!! I know. I will explain every thing to you in your room." she answered.
That night, Sofie didn't sleep very well. She was so exited about tommorow. "Wel, who wouln't be?" she thought.
There was a certain someone who wasn't at all pleased. That man was Vernon Dursley. It just so happened that tonight was the birthday of Harry Potter, who was just getting to sleep under Hagrids coat that very moment.
That's it for now. See Ya!
Clare
