I was really shocked when I received my letter of acceptance into Hogwarts. I was getting myself prepared to go to a Muggle secondary school. I had no idea that I was a witch. Both of my parents are Muggle dentists, and they also had no clue about my magical abilities.
It took a bit of convincing, but my parents agreed to let me go to Hogwarts. Because they had never heard of Hogwarts before, they were unsure about sending me there. But I really wanted to try out this new opportunity.
As soon as I accepted my place at Hogwarts, I was desperate to learn more about it, and to read ahead so I already had prior knowledge for when my classes started. I was keen to make my parents proud, to do well at school. So from the beginning I was desperate to be top of the class in every subject.
My first trip to Diagon Alley is definitely one I'll remember for the rest of my life. I think I was most impressed by the Gringotts bank with its size and the fact that goblins worked there. I always thought goblins were fictional characters but now I managed to see one in real life!
Each shop was unique in its own special way, each providing their own branch of magic. Flourish&Blotts, offering me the basis for learning everything I needed to know about the wizarding world. As well as my school textbooks, I also begged my parents to buy me other books for background reading so I could have the ultimate knowledge of Hogwarts before I started school in September. I went to all sorts of shops to buy my school equipment. I was measured for my school uniform, I picked up my cauldron and potion supplies.
My favourite part of the whole trip has to be buying my wand. Ollivander's shop was just outstanding. The walls lined with hundreds and hundreds of different wands. I tried a few wands before the perfect wand chose me. It was 10 3/4 inches, vine wood with a dragon heartstring core. I couldn't wait to learn some spells with this!
It was finally the 1st September, and today was the day I officially started at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I couldn't wait to board the Hogwarts Express!
I was not surprised when I received my letter of acceptance into Hogwarts. I come from a very well off and well known Pureblood family - of course I was going to go to Hogwarts! I did originally want to attend Durmstrang, but I agreed to settle with Hogwarts - my mother felt more comforted knowing I was closer to home.
The trip to Diagon Alley to get my school supplies wasn't necessarily that exciting. I have been to Diagon Alley many times in the past so me, father and mother split off to get my school supplies. This way we could get it done quicker. Naturally, I chose to get my school uniform myself, as I had to be measured for it.
When I first arrived, I was the only student in the shop, but whilst I was being measured, another boy around my age entered to get his uniform too. I wasn't sure who he was, I had never seen him before.
"Hello." I said to this boy as he stood to be measured too. "Hogwarts too?"
"Yes." The boy replied simply.
"My father is next door buying my textbooks for me and my mother is looking at wands," I told this boy. "But this shopping trip is so boring. I think I'll drag them off to look at the broomsticks. I know First Years aren't alloweded them but I've been riding a broomstick for years. I'd be perfect for my house's team."
The boy didn't say anything, but looked at me, puzzled.
"Have you got your own broomstick?" I asked.
"No." He replied simply.
I was getting frustrated by this point. I was just trying to make a new friend before school started, but this boy was impossible to talk to.
"Do you play Quidditch?" I asked him.
Again, he looked at me puzzled.
"No." He replied.
"My father says it will be a crime if I'm not picked to play this year. I've been practising ever since I was old enough to ride a broomstick." I paused, but the boy still looked confused. "Do you know what house you'll be in yet?"
Again, he only replied with a simple "No".
"Well no one really knows until we get there, do they? I think I'll be in Slytherin, my whole family has been in that house so it wouldn't be a surprise if I did get in there. I'd hate to be in Hufflepuff, my family might actually disown me."
Again there was just silence. I don't think I can see myself being friends with someone as dull as him.
Suddenly a very large man appeared at the window and it shocked me.
"Oh wow, look at that giant man!" I exclaimed.
The boy looked over at the window and smiled for the first time since he entered the shop.
"That's Hagrid," the boy finally said. "He works at Hogwarts."
"Oh yes, I've heard about him. Isn't he a servant there?" I asked.
"He's a gamekeeper." The boy said very defensively.
"Well I've heard that he's a savage."
"I happen to think he's very brilliant."
"Do you? Why is he with you? Why aren't your parents with you?"
"My parents died."
"Oh. I'm so sorry to hear that. They were our kind though, weren't they?"
"If you mean were they a witch and wizard then yes they were."
"I don't think the other sorts should be let in. They don't understand the wizarding world very well, they haven't been brought up in it like we have. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get their letter. How strange that must be! Anyway, what's your name?"
However, he didn't answer because just at that moment, Madam Malkin announced that she was finished.
"I'll see you at Hogwarts then." I said, as the boy walked very quickly out of the shop to meet up with the giant.
And I knew that pretty soon I would see this boy again on the Hogwarts Express.