The Boy Who Lived

Let me introduce myself. My name is Nymphadora Monte and I have these… special abilities. See, I can change my appearance at will. My mom called it metamorphing, and apparently it's rare. So I'm named after this famous lady named Nymphadora Tonks, and my mom wanted me to live up to her. My dad's a muggle, and up until I was eleven, I was sure I was sure I was one too.

But Nymphadora, what's a muggle?

Well my curious friend, I'll explain that to you right now. In fact, I'll tell you my whole story.

Up until I was six I had a perfect family.

When I was really little (four or five) my mom and dad moved from America to England for my dad's job. My mom homeschooled me, so I kept my American accent. Up until I was nine… when she died.

Yep.

My mom died when I was nine.

'C'mon, Nymphadora,' You're probably saying. 'Some people don't ever get to meet their moms'

Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Here, have a peice of chocolate. Better? Good.

Anyway yeah, my mom died of leukemia when I was nine. Most leukemia patients die from infections that are usually got from a lower immune system due to chemotherapy. So basically she got clogged up. I mourned of course, but it effected my dad the most, though. He took out his anger on me. My daily reutene usually went like this: Wake up, make breakfast for me and passed out father, get dressed and ready for school, wake up passed out father, use foundation to cover up the conclusion of waking up passed out father, ride the bus to school, get to school and meet my many friends, learn, go back home, wait for father to come home, take a beating, go to bed, repeat.

People often wondered why I never invited them over. My usual excuse was, "Sorry, my dad's super strict."

I had to deal with all of this for two years… then my letter came.

My father was out doing whatever pleased him. I just came home from school, and was preparing to clean up around the house (though I'm not sure how it got so messy, since there were only two of us living there), when I felt something crunch under my foot. I looked down to find a peice of folded yellowish parchment

I was in awe. Why would someone want to send me something? Maybe it was an invitation for a party from one of the girls at school. I ran upstairs to my room.

My room was pink and brown and had full bed in the center of the back wall. There were shelves all around the top of the walls full of books. Beside my bed were two tall bookcases full of trophies, stuffed animals, and birthday cards. I jumped onto my bed, which had a chevron duvet and looked at the letter.

The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and written in emerald-green ink was,

Ms. N. Monte

The smallest bedroom

120 Foot Hills Road

There was no stamp.

I looked at it in awe. Should I open it? I turned the letter over and saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H.

I pulled out the letter and read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall

Dear Ms. Monte,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress

I took out the piece of paper behind the letter and read that as well:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emetic Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble OTHER EQUIPMENT
51 wand cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) set glass or crystal phials
telescope set
brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

I leaned back on my pillows and sighed. What kind of world was this? Was it a joke from one of my friends? But how could they make all that up?

I unfolded a second piece of paper, and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emetic Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

wand cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) set

glass or crystal phials

telescope set

brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

I sighed and leaned back on my pillows. Was this even real? What if it was just a practicall joke from one of my friends? No. I shook that thought away. No one could make up all of this.

Just then, I heard the back door open. I sat up straigt. My father wasn't supposed to be home until later. The house wasn't clean yet, I haven't done my homework, I-

"Darling!" My father called from downstairs. His tone was actually… sweet.

"Yes!" I called back.

"Come here a moment!"

I ran downstairs, curious as to what it was that he needed. I reached the bottom of the stairs, and saw my father at the front door with his hands behind his back. I tried to see what it was.

"Ah, ah ah," He said playfully. "Close your eyes and hold out your hand."

I was reluctant, but did as he instructed.

I felt something fall into my empty hands. It felt soft.

"You can open now."

I opened my eyes to see an off white sweatshirt bundled up in my hands. It was a womens medium, and had a strange print on it.

On the front it said Hogwarts on the top of it and Alumni on the bottom, then in the middle of the two words were two brooms making an X

I gave a small gasp. It said the name of the school I was accepted into.

My father grinned. I guess he assumed I gasped because I liked the gift so much.

"You like it, eh? It was your mother's."

I braced myself. Usually after he mentioned my mom's name, he would hit me, but not this time.

This time he asked, "What's wrong? Why are you doing that?"

"You're not gonna hit me?" I questioned.

"Why would I hit you? I'm giving you a gift."

"Thank you for the sweatshirt," I said quietly.

"Yeah, yeah," He waved it off. "This was your mom's when she went to this freak school called Hogwarts. I was glad when your mom stopped being one of them and joined me. I'm glad you're not one of them, right?"

I looked down sheepishly, "Actually, dad… I just got my letter today. I'm a wizard! Yay…"

I looked up at my father who was glaring down at me, and weakly added, "Surprise."

Hello lovely readers! Thanks for the reviews and the support! Sorry for not updating in forever, I just had surgery and I was busy with work (I work at a pizza place, and I'm only 15). So yeah, I'm back. I'll update sooner, I swear.

See ya!