A few days before I was scheduled to leave for Hogwarts, I had my three best, and only, friends over to my house for a party and sleepover, which lasted a couple of days.  I let them know I was leaving and they could write to me anytime.  Of course, they were Muggles, so I devised a plan and told them I was going away to college, which was only part of the truth.  They were happy for me, but we cried and laughed and did best friend stuff.  I think everyone had a real good time, I know I did.

The couple of days passed and my friends returned home.  Now, it was time for me to make my way to Hogwarts, where I would spend seven years honing my magic powers.  There were days I wished I had other powers besides magic, like telekinesis or controlling an element, but I was more than happy with my magic.  Learning magic also meant the opportunity to read a lot of books and to study hard.  I never studied that hard in Muggle school, but then again, my grades were never that horrible.  I liked to read a lot, books, fan fiction, etc.  I also liked to write a lot, so I guess it was kind of my gift...well, there was also my intelligence, my sarcastic wit, and my love of drawing going for me as well.  I was very smart and could rattle off facts that people might see as useless, but I also had a sarcastic wit that got me into a lot of trouble, especially with my parents. 

It was the night before I was supposed to leave and I was putting the last of my things together after dinner so I could get to bed, since I had to be up to catch the train.  I couldn't believe how my whole summer had gone by and now it was time to begin school.  I was a bit nervous about going away to school, where I wouldn't be able to see my friends, but I could use Feliks to talk to them.  Speaking of Feliks, I gave him a pet on the head and let him nuzzle my hand before ruffling his feathers a little.  I dressed in my pajamas and climbed into bed. After reading some fan fiction, I fell asleep and dreamed of good things I was sure would come.