The Letter Never Received

We all grew up with this dream that we could get an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. But the day we all turned eleven was the biggest disappointment in our lives. Except for this primary student in London, who receives a letter telling her to meet them at this address. She meets a certain headmaster and uncovers a horrendous shock.

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1. The Letter Never Received

This was the day I was too excited for, my eleventh birthday. I know it was cliche for a child who grew up reading the Harry Potter series and watched all the movies, but I have waited two years to receive my acceptance letter into Hogwarts.

I climbed out of my twin sized bed with a smile plastered on my face and got ready for the day. I didn't make much of an effort to dress my best, exactly like Harry did in the movies, although it was my special day. My parents didn't care for me anyways, so it was unlikely they would treat me any different if I had gotten dolled up.

Once I brushed the tangles out of my shiny black hair, I cascaded down the staircase in a princess mannered way. My mother and father were already downstairs and in the kitchen; my mother was cooking breakfast and my father was reading the morning paper at the dinner table.

"Morning mum, morning pop." I tried my best not to cringe at the smell of my mother's awful cooking.

"Morning Lovella." My father slightly mumbled as he turned the page of his newspaper.

"Happy birthday, Lovella." My mother placed a plate of heart-shaped pancakes on the table in front of me. I was slightly taken aback that she remembered my birthday and then sat down at the table with my father.

"Take as long as you want to eat. I called your school and told them you were sick, so you can do anything for your birthday. I don't care as long as you don't get hurt." My father explained as I attempted to cut the rock hard substance that my mother calls food.

"I'm going to get hurt just by eating this." I murmured so my mother doesn't get offended. After eating countless bites of my mother's pancakes, I set my plate in the sink and washed the dish by hand.

"Lovella, could you check the mail for me?" My mother asked from the living room, drinking her afternoon tea calmly. She would normally ask my father to check it before I left, but since it was after noon, my father had gone to work.

I slipped on my black dress shoes and opened up the front door. Fresh March wind hit my face vigorously as I hobbled down the driveway to check the mailbox at the end of our lawn. I opened it and saw a single letter addressed directly to me and when I turned back around to face my house, there was a single owl soaring away. I smiled wide, thinking that he dropped my letter down the chimney like in Harry Potter and the Philosophizer Stone! I hurried back inside and saw my mother washing out her mug and no letter by the fireplace.

"Mother, I think I will go for a walk; clear my head a little bit." I spoke in a heart broken tone and she didn't acknowledge me.

I looked down at the letter in my hand. The address was unknown to me and I decided to open up the letter, it read:

Lovella,

I know you might be disappointed. You weren't able to receive the letter anyways. Follow the directions below and meet me here. It might not be the way you would have wanted to contact me, but it's the way you can because of what happened.

- A.D.

There was one instruction below and that was to walk into the white light. I looked up and saw straight ahead what he was talking about. The light was glowing, sparkling even. It was a magnificent sight to see, but I felt funny on  the inside. I shook the feeling away and walked forward.

There was a flash and I awoke to a man with a long white beard standing in front of me, "Where am I?" Were the first words that I spoke.

"Ah, you walked into the light as told. You are hidden in the void, away from the darkness that is after you." He spoke these words of wisdom and he reminded me of someone.

"The message said you could explain why I never got my acceptance letter?" I half questioned.

He smiled a little bit before answering, "Yes, Lovella. I can explain the unanswered."

"You know my name. What about yours?"

"Albus Dumbledore, but mine does not matter, yours does. You were named Lovella for a reason. Do you know what that reason was?" He gestured his hand around.

I thought about it before answering, "My parents hate me." I folded my arms and looked down.

"Your parents love you, Lovella. They're just afraid of what you might become and It'll happen sooner than you think. You were named Lovella from old lore. The name Lovella means wolf in British mythology. When you were born, you had features of the wolf from your father's side. Neither of your parents were wolfs, wizards in fact, but your father had the blood of one when he was bit." He explained, letting me soak in every detail.

"That's why I'm not going to be accepted into Hogwarts? I'm a wolf?" I breathed quietly, "When will I transform?"

"Your transformation will happen soon, I can't tell you an exact date, but watch out. Your features will pop out eventually, so shield yourself from the public eye." He whispered frantically and turned his head to witness a horrendous sight; the darkness.

I was slowly drifting away from him, "But wait! How do you know this?"

"I am the seer of all. I see all living and dead, because I am one of the dead. Though, only the dead can see me."

He was trying to fight the darkness from taking him away, "Then how can I see you..." I trailed off.

"During the transformation, you die for a matter of minutes and come back to life, so you know how it'll feel when there are bad things around. You will learn to control this action overtime!" He roared as the darkness consumed him and I was put back on the street by my mail box.

My mother was crouched over me, beaming to see that I was awake ad breathing, "I was afraid you'd never wake up."

"You won't be excited to hear that that was part of my transformation." I looked up at her shocked expression and everything came flooding out from her; explaining why she never showed affection, why she never wanted me to leave the house unless it was for school, etc.

"But the only person who knew about your father getting bit by a wolf was Headmaster Albus Dumbledore."

"He's the man I spoke to while I was in the light. He was caught up in the darkness and I couldn't save him, but he saved me. He teleported me out before the darkness could reach me. Mum, you never told me that this was all real."

"Of course it's real. Only a person who knew about it would write the books. What do you think I do for a living." My mother helped me up and walked us back inside the house like everything was normal.

But it never will be.

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