Today, is my first day at Hogwarts. I come from Ilvermorny from America, I was put in Wampus. Known for their warriors. For my final year I got accepted into Hogwarts in Britain. One of the finest in Europe. I have owled Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall rather profusely wondering since I am going to be a transfer student what house I will be in. They have told me that I can choose what ever house I want since I am not a first year and I am the first transfer to Hogwarts in centuries. Not decades, centuries. When my mom and dad found out they were nervous since I was used to Ilvermorny. I told them I'd be fine. They agreed. I boarded on the train and sat in an empty compartment. British and Scottish accents are everywhere. I don't really feel like an outcast because I'm American so, instead I embrace my differences. I see two boys. Identical twins come up. "Anyone else sitting here with you?" One of them asks. "No, you can sit here if you want." I say. "Thanks." The other one says. "I'm Marlene." I say. "This is Fred" the one who asked if they could join me says. I nod. "And that's George the one who asked you." The other one replies. Fred's wearing a dark red sweater and George is wearing a deep green. They both have the same robes so they must be in the same house. "What year are you?" Fred asks me as the train starts. "I'm going into my 7th. What about you?" I ask. "Seventh as well. Our younger brother Ron is going into his fifth and our little and only sister Ginny is going into her fourth." I nod and we go into a deep discussion on Ilvermorny and Hogwarts.


A/N: Umbridge doesn't exist and Remus Lupin is DADA Professor. (Like as if he stayed)