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Yogwarts and the Philosopher's Stone: Chapter OneYOGWARTS AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONEYogwarts and the Philosopher's Stone: Chapter One by leidineht
Zoey had never been to London by herself before but the letter had said quite clearly that, until she had a wand of her own, she wouldn’t be able to take her parents into the wizarding parts of the city with her. This had all seemed fine, up to the point where she found herself in the middle of a busy street, looking for a pub that no one else could apparently see.
Professor McGonagall (whoever she was) had said firmly, in that weird green ink, that no non-magical people would be able to see the “Leaky Cauldron” and so there would be absolutely no point asking any of them for help. That was fine, but for some reason, Zoey couldn’t see it either.
It was at least twenty minutes before she noticed a large group of red-heads talking at the top of their voices, though none of them seemed to be listening to any of the others.
“Ickle Ronnikins, a first year!
Yogwarts and the Philosopher's Stone: PrologueYOGWARTS AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONEYogwarts and the Philosopher's Stone: Prologue by leidineht
Both the post and Hannah arrived downstairs early that morning. She’d woken long before Duncan, as she was prone to do, and had run down to put the letters on the table as usual. Oddly enough, there were two identical envelopes addressed to herself and to her brother. Their names and absurdly accurate addresses were stated in green ink. Hannah tore her’s open and out fell a letter, a couple of lists and a train ticket. Skimming the letter as she dashed up the stairs, she burst into Duncan’s room and hit the sleeping boy, none too gently, on the arm.
“Meuurrrggghhh…” Duncan groaned into his pillow. “Eff off, I’m trying to sleep.”
“Watch your mouth, Duncan Rutherford-Jones! Anyway, you should really be up - the postman has already been and gone.”
Duncan groaned louder and buried his head further into the pillow.
“Wake up, you idiot! There are important