The new girl on Hogwarts!

It was early summer in the very town of Copenhagen, Denmark, not many people out in the streets, but anywhere else, like beaches, or on their vacations.
A girl was out for a walk in the afternoon.
The sunbeams were playing with her half long, dark blonde hair, and there was an explosion of blue, green and grey in her eyes.
Har face wasn’t looking like those faces on models – no way, she could be screaming of that kind of fashion or beautifulness, but still she was looking kind of cute – and actually also kind of pretty, in her own way.
Not very tall, either, but her body parts was still long and slender.
She was humming, as she walked down the street. Mostly because she was not good at fluting.
As she walked there, she walked in her own thourghts, not much interessted in the world surrounding her.
Suddenly an owl come from the sky, landed on a car near her.
She was a bit surprised in the first second after recognizing the big bird in front of her, the next second she began to think what an owl did in the middle of the big city. Normally not a place where you see those birds.
The owl sat there, stared at her with it’s big eyes, she couldn’t understand why it didn’t fly away, with a human so close by.
But it didn’t, and now she saw the thing tied to it’s left leg. A letter of some kind.
She began to move, wanted to see the letter. Billions of thoughts hit her, like if the letter was not ment for her and like that, but she was too curious …
The owl held it’s leg up in front of her now, maybe the letter was for her!?
She opened the robe which was around the letter and the leg, and now she stood there with the letter in her hand. Now – what to do?
She felt that it might not be OK to open somebody else’s letter – but then again. How should the person it belonged to, ever get it, if she did not open it, if she did not get to know the name of the owner. And then she opened …


Dear Beatrice Toftlund.




… That was … Her!




We are very sorry that we have not been able to discover what kind of muggleborn you are.
It is our duty to give – and you’re right to be given – lections and lessons on the school of witchcraft and wizardry – Hogwarts. You are a most magical-talented muggle, but we have not known your powers until now.
Again – we are very sorry, that you are receiving this letter in your 16th year of living, which says you could and should have had, now 5 years of training in being a witch, starting on your 6th year this very summer.
But then, we’re very happy to inform you, that you will now be one of the students on our school of Hogwarts. Offcause it will be very hard for you to fit in and join the lessons, so offcause we will give you some extra help. We are very sure though, that you will turn out to be a very great and powerful student – later on witch!
You will get more information soon.


Best regards


Professor McGonagall.




What was this? How could she be … A witch?
Hogwarts was very known for her – but it was just a story. She was a big fan of the HP-books, but this was really freaky.
She sat down on the street – people might have looked at her – but she couldn’t care less.
This was so fucked up – but then again – also really exciting.
She couldn’t wait to get more information.