The 20th of June
 
I brushed my long curls out of my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I had a heart shaped face, rosy cheeks and chocolate brown eyes. My mummy and daddy always told me I was beautiful and I guess they were right. I didn’t think I looked that special, but I wasn’t ugly. Today I was wearing the sundress I got from my aunt yesterday, and it was absolutely gorgeous. It had a white base and hundreds of blue flowers on it. I looked out the window and saw that the sun was shining. My second favorite thing to do (after looking at the sky filled with stars) was to read under my favorite tree, so I took the book I was currently reading and sprinted down the stairs. I took my cardigan and was just about to open the door when I heard someone stomping their foot behind me. Oops. I turned around slowly and gave my mum an innocent smile.
“Sally, where are you going?” She looked at me suspiciously.
“I’m just going out to read in the meadow, mummy.” She eyed me for a while before sighing.
“Alright, alright, but be back before 7.30 and don’t ruin your dress! Put on your shoes too, we don’t want you to get a cold, do we?” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
“Yes, mum I will be back before 7.30 and I will put my shoes on.” I walked out the door and went to my tree as always.
 
I laid down once more on my spot and opened my book. I had read for about half an hour when I heard footsteps. I smiled.
“So you’re back?” I faced Draco. He laughed.
“I would say the same to you.” He said, and winked. “I want to show you something!” Draco took my hand and he started running towards a pond nearby. I followed him, excited. He picked up a flower from the ground and threw it in the pond. He smiled.
“Watch this.” I watched the flower intently, and to my surprise it started moving. It swirled around in the otherwise still pond, in circular motions. I looked at Draco amazed. He was moving his hand in the same movement as the flower. Suddenly he threw his hands up in the air and the flower flew up in his hands. I just stared at him in wonder.
“It’s like magic!” I gasped.
“It is magic. I’m a wizard. My father and mother are too! You should try for yourself.” He said, and gave me the flower. I concentrated on making the flower fly, but it didn’t move. My heart sank, but looking up to Draco I gathered courage and did it again. The flower slowly started floating above my hand. I gasped in shock.
“Wait does this mean I’m a witch?” I exclaimed with big eyes. Draco had a smile as wide as mine and replied.
“Yes, I think so. But my father will be very angry at me if he knows that I’ve shown a muggle magic…” We were already walking up towards the tre again, and the sun had started setting.
“What’s a muggle?” I asked the boy beside me and raised a brow. He laughed a little.
“A muggle is someone who isn’t a wizard or a witch. Some people think that muggles should be the slaves of wizards… My father is one of them, but I don’t agree with him. I don’t see why people would be less worth just because they weren’t born with magic. But you shouldn’t tell anyone that you’re a witch, besides your parents would probably not believe you.” Draco shrugged his shoulders.
“Why wouldn’t they?” I asked raising my brows. He didn’t know my parents.
“Muggles usually don’t believe in magic, unless they’re related to a witch or wizard. They would probably think that you got caught up in your book or something.”
 
The following 4 years Draco and I were inseparable.  I would run out to the meadow as soon as I could, and at night (thanks to the tree outside my window) we would watch the stars together. He was the best friend I had ever had, and my world changed when I met him. Everyday he taught me new ways to use magic, although me both weren’t that experienced yet. I couldn’t wait until he and I would leave to the school of wizardry he always talked about, Hogwarts. We would be able to be with each other all the time then! At least so I thought…