Woo! Chapter 2!! :D And we're off! I always feel like the second chapter is what truly reveals something about the story. This didn't reveal a whole lot, but I promise some long chapters for this story. :)
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June 12th 2006
I’m pretty sure today was the best day of my entire life.
It started out as any other day does, waking up before ten and being downstairs for breakfast with the family by half past ten. We ate breakfast as usual and father talked about the new dark wizard that’s apparently on the rise now. They’re trying hard to catch him, but he’s proving to be quite tricky to catch.
Mum said Hugo and I could play a quick game of Quidditch with father before we began a basic lesson or two and then we would have lunch before doing a Muggle history lesson.
“Rose, Hugo, you guys go play some Quidditch with your father for a bit. We’ll start lessons a little later.” Mum said, catching me off guard. She never told us to do stuff like that, her first request was always
the lessons and us learning something. Then if we had time left over or if we wanted to take a break she’d allow us to do something like Quidditch.
I glanced up at her, eyes wide and my mouth hanging open.
“Oh come on Rosie, I know that you guys are dying to get out there and play, besides, the weather is utterly perfect today and I won’t make you guys miss out on that.” Mum said, beaming and kissing me on the forehead before standing up and smiling once more. I couldn’t help but continue to stare up at her in shock.
“Yeah, Rose. Why argue?” My father said, standing up and kissing my mum on the cheek, her face now tinged red. She smiled at him and he beamed back, wrapping her in a hug that left even me blushing. I stood up and pushed my chair in, knowing now wasn’t the time to argue.
“I- I’ll go grab my stuff then.” I stammered and ran out of the room, excited for some fresh air.
Mum happened to be in a particularly good mood today and I think it had something to do with the fact that she was getting closer to a breakthrough with her newest spell. Whatever the reason, she’d insisted that we play Quidditch so my father, Hugo, and I made our way out to the field by our house.
The field is about a five minute walk through the woods right up against our house and is surrounded by trees. We live in a wizard community called Godric’s Hollow along with Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny. It’s where Uncle Harry had always wanted to live.
Before making my way outside to join Hugo, who I could see sitting on the fence behind our house, beaming with excitement, I tiptoed past the kitchen and stole a glance inside. I saw my parents sitting there, my father smiling down at my mother who looked so beside herself with happiness, it was unbelievable. He kissed her on the forehead and she closed her eyes, leaning into him.
I smiled to myself before opening the back door and stepping outside into the warmth. Someday, I would have the kind of love my parents did, I’d make sure of it.
I’d always been told that growing up; my parents had pretty much hated each other. They’d always been yelling and arguing over the most ridiculous of things. Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny had always said they’d done it because they were both so in love with each other. I didn’t want that thought. When I met the guy I was supposed to end up with, I wanted it to be mutual. That we’d both know right of the bat and there would be no annoying arguing or fights. It would be perfect from the beginning.
I sighed to myself as I stepped outside; my mind was always so in my books I mixed up fantasy and reality a lot. I guess I’d have to wait and see what happened… what was in store for me.
The three of us had walked to the field, joking and laughing as usual. When we stepped out into the clearing, there was already a group of people playing. Of course, it was the Potters.
James, Al, Harry, Ginny, and Lily had all been flying around, screaming and laughing as we came into the clearing. Al spotted us and shouted, causing Uncle Harry to look down before demanding we join the game.
We’d made teams and after an extremely close and nearly three hour game, Ginny, Al, Lily, and I ended up beating the others when I’d caught the snitch.
Our parents had all flown down to the ground, sitting and watching as myself and the rest of the kids flew around, practicing passing the Quaffle, catching the Snitch, and hitting Bludgers. That’s when it happened.
“Lily, make sure you lean forward when you’re trying to fly like that, don’t lean back or you’ll confuse the broom!” shouted Uncle Harry from below, causing Lily to groan. She and Hugo were the least apt flyers and the two of them were still getting the hang of things.
She leaned forward slightly and the broom shot forward, causing her to scream before leaning back and nearly flying off the front of the broom when it came to a complete stop. Hugo laughed and leaned forward to clutch his stomach which caused his broom to also shoot forward. Aunt Ginny groaned from below and mounted her broom, flying up to Hugo and Lily where she started showing them techniques. It paid to have a professional Quidditch player in the family.
“Rose, you’re chaser now.” said Al as he threw the Quaffle at me. I caught it just before it hit me in the face and Al smirked. “Nice one.” He said and I stuck my tongue out at him. He had a tendency to throw things at me when I wasn’t looking… especially when on a broom.
I felt the back of my broom suddenly grow heavier and I turned to smack James, thinking he was pushing down on it, something he often did when he and Al decided to gang up on me. When I turned, I saw an owl now perched on the end of my broom, an envelope in its beak.
I got my Hogwarts letter today! While playing Quidditch no less! The poor owl had landed on my broom and I thought it was James trying to play a joke on me and I nearly smacked it. When I saw what it was, I nearly screamed and fell off my broom. I took the envelope from its beak and stroked its head before it took off flying up and over the trees.
Al had received his at the same time, and we opened our envelopes while still flying. I still can’t believe it, it’s nearly time to go to Hogwarts myself! After all these years of hearing the stories my parents, aunts, uncles, and grandparents (on my father’s side of course) had to say about the school and everything it offered, I’d never been more excited for anything in my life.
My father had immediately given me a hug as my aunt and uncle did the same with Al. After a while, we all made our way back to our house so we could talk to mum and celebrate.
I nearly fell off the broom and had to steady myself with the hand I’d had out to smack James. I steadied the broom and reached out towards the owl, who hooted softly.
I took the envelope from it and stroked its head, barely aware when it took off once more and flew away, disappearing over the trees. I stared at the envelope in my hands, hardly aware of anything besides the fact that I was holding a letter from Hogwarts in my hand. My hand trembled as I read the neat emerald green print on the front spelling out my name.
Rose N. Weasley
I glanced up and saw that no more than ten feet from where I was, Al too held an envelope. He glanced up, eyes wide. When he saw that I too held an envelope, he beamed.
“On the count of three, Rosie?” he asked, laughing nervously. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
“Three!” We both said at once, both trying to keep our nerves under control.
On “three”, we both tore at the scarlet seals that held them shut, pulling out our letters and holding onto our brooms with every muscle in our legs. My hands were shaking as I opened the flap and I was barely able to get the letter itself out of the envelope.
I read the letter several times before flying down to my father as quickly as I could.
“DAD!” I shouted and he, Aunt Ginny, and Uncle Harry all turned to look. “I GOT MY LETTER!” I shouted, unable to help myself. I threw my broom on the ground and ran to my father.
“Me too!” Al said from behind, landing next to me a second later, tossing his broom the ground right before he was attacked my Aunt Ginny from above.
“Oh, Rosie, this is so exciting! Your mother will be beyond happy, I’m sure.” My father said as he wrapped me in a hug. Conversation erupted around me and I’d never felt more happy than I did now, knowing that I was finally going to Hogwarts this fall. The one placed I’d dreamed about for as long as I can remember.
The next several minutes went by in a blur and before I knew it, I was bursting through the door, showing my mom my letter as she took it, skimmed it, and wrapped me in a hug, laughing the whole time.
“Oh, Rosie!” She said, tears streaming down her face all the while.
“Mum! It’s not the end of the world, we all knew it was going to happen.” I said, trying to convince myself though I’d always freaked out that I would be the one person out of all my cousins who had the misfortune of being born a Squib. Receiving my letter had been the one thing I’d always looked forward to. The beacon of hope that I would finally have a place I belonged.
“I’m just happy is all.” My mother said, finally pulling back.
“What do you say we celebrate?” my father said from behind, putting a hand on my mother’s shoulder and she nodded.
Her face suddenly lit up and she clapped a few times.
“I’ll make dinner and we can have butter beer and invite the Potters over, I’m sure they’re all as excited as we are what with Albus getting his letter as well. Oh it’ll be so much fun!” she said, running to the kitchen beaming.
I looked up at my father and he shrugged. “Let her have her fun.” He said, lightly punching me in the arm before following my mother into the kitchen.
Within the hour, we were all sitting down to what I could only describe as a feast. My mother had made steak and potatoes, corn, pudding, cake, green beans, a broccoli casserole, rolls, and had set out several jugs of butter beer.
It was one of the most insane and loud meals I’ve ever experienced but I couldn’t help but smile throughout the whole thing. My life was about to get that much better. In a couple months, I’d be headed to Hogwarts on the train with Al and James, ready to start my education as a witch. I’d learn everything my parents had and would begin the next big adventure in my life, right alongside my entire crazy family.
I was beyond excited.
After supper, we all played games, both muggle and wizard. I ended up beating James at Wizard’s chess, much to his dismay. Apparently it was a talent I’d picked up from my father who was now beaming at me as James stormed from the room, muttering something about losing to a girl.
“Movie time?” My mother asked, her smile wider than I’d seen her in years.
“What’d you get?” my father asked, sounding nervous. I laughed, knowing that she’d probably gone out and got some muggle movie and he was scared to see what it was this time.
“Lord of the Rings.” She said nervously. “I’ve heard it’s fantastic. The books were incredible, I read them years ago. They made the first one five years ago and I’ve been dying to see it. It’s so interesting to me to see what Muggles think wizards are. It’s full of wizards and elves and trolls and there’s a lot of battle scenes and, well, they’re incredible.” She said, trailing off.
“Sounds bloody brilliant.” My father said, standing up and kissing her on the head as she smiled and popped the movie in, causing us all to fall into our usual spots when she put movies in.
The movie ended up being even better than we’d all expected and I made my mom promise me she’d find her copies of the books so I could read them.
The Potters ended up staying at our house until nearly midnight. We’d all had a huge family supper in the late afternoon. Afterwards we’d played games and watched a Muggle movie my mother had bought called Lord of the Rings.
We said goodbye to the Potters and my mother insisted Hugo and I both shower before turning in for the night. I showered and made my way back to my room, way too excited to sleep. So here I am at nearly one in the morning, writing in my diary and explaining how I got my Hogwarts letter.
I still can’t believe I’ll be going to Hogwarts soon, I’m sure everything will be a dream come true.
I best be off now, mum would kill me if I were up this late.
Until next time,
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