Sherie P. Ghim (harry potter)

Chapter two: Two owls and a nervous aunt

I wake up to bright light shining in my eyes from the large window on the other side of the room. It makes me groan unhappily and I shove a pillow over my face. I still haven't completely gotten used to the time difference though it has been almost a week since I have arrived in the UK.
        Over the week, unhappily, I have been pranked about three times. First they put ketchup in my soda. It was so gross. Next they put a roach in my sheets that made me shriek in fright then lastly they wrote dunce in marker on my forehead in marker. I was so Angry. I was surprised no glass shattered.
        I also got to know little Anna better. She is so sweet, well, sometimes. She'll be turning ten in about two months and is very intelligent for her age. Now Will is basically like a brother to me. We have that familiarity with each other.
        We all wolf down stack after stack of pancakes at our kitchen table. Auntie made who knows how many for us, we are going to be blimps in the end! Death by pancakes.
        After our breakfast we play the game of life which they had never heard of. I explained the rules and we got started. I won of course while Anna came in second. She was screaming in Will's face about it.
        "HA! I FINALLY BEAT YOU!" She yells. I chuckle as I pick up the small game pieces and fold up the board.
        "I win I win I win," She sings. He tries to retreat back to his room but Anna doesn't back down. She follows him everywhere. I have a feeling William will never hear the end of it.
        I hear some commotion in the kitchen and go to investigate. There are bangs and rattles and when I walk in and it looks like World War three started in our kitchen. Food is smeared all over the place and pans are scattered all over the floor. Anna and Will both stand in defensive positions on opposite sides of the counter. When will this end?
        "Will you two, PLEASE stop trying to kill each other?" I walk in and grab the mustard from Anna's hands and tell her to clean up. After I send her upstairs Will and I chat calmly while a tapping starts at the window. We ignore it though, it's nothing.
        "You see, when I was little," Tap Tap, "I would run around with a cape on and, " Tap Tap. "That's it," William yells angrily. He runs to the window and flings it open. In front of him are two barn owls with letters? Will takes them and they fly off, leaving us baffled.
        "What the bloody hell was that?" Will asks,
        "Language William!" Shrieks Anna who had come back downstairs.
        Just as I'm about to open the letter Auntie takes it from my and William's hands. I didn't even get a chance to read my name.
        "Um... Children, I have something to tell you." She says nervously, biting the inside of her cheek. "You're wizards."
        We both stare at her in shock then at each other.
        "What?" I ask, still confused.
        "You're a witch Sherie," She states
        That explains it! The glass shattering, the changing music. I look at will and he looks almost ill. Auntie starts explaining the magical world to us. How non- magical folk are called muggles and how will and I are muggle born, well, I'm half blood since I'm adopted and my parents were a witch and wizard according to Auntie.  Auntie says she knows about magic because her step sister was a muggle born witch. She explains Hogwarts and how we will be leaving to go there in about a week and stay there for almost the whole year and how there's magic at every turn.
        I hardly believe what I'm hearing but I believe it. She opens the letter for us and reads the beginning of our letters to each of us.
        " Sherie P. Ghim, you are hereby accepted to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry." She reads loud and clear.
        P? What on earth does P stand for?
        "What does P stand for?" I ask, curious.
        "I don't know darling," I am about to ask another question but she starts the next other.
        "William M. Davidson, You are hereby accepted to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry." She says officially. Will still holds that look of fear on his face.
        "Now Dumbledore gave me keys to your accounts. Will he made you an account while Sherie, you somehow already have one." She says,
        "What?"
        "You somehow have a large account already, don't ask me how. Probably from your birth parents," I nod my head as she continues.
        "One thing you two should know is that Harry Potter will be in your year."
        "Who?" We both ask. She begins this big story about an evil man named Voldemort or You-know-who, as she called him. He put a killing curse on Harry but Harry survived. He is the boy who live, blah blah blah. Maybe I'll get to meet him while I'm there.
        After who knows how long of talking about this boy, we finally part. Will and I scurry to the basements she starts explaining things to Anna and we sure didn't want to listen to all of it again.
        Once downstairs I plop onto the sofa with a huge sigh, and a killer headache. I take deep breaths as Will paces the room. After a couple of moments I snap.
        "Won't you stop that!" I yell. He freezes and turns to face me.
        "How is this real?" He asks, "How?" He's Crying. Will is crying. I believe it's to much for his mind to handle or the fact that he will be leaving for a year. He starts to panic until I snap. Again
        "Stop blubbering. Don't you realize this is amazing! You are a real wizard and I'm-I'm a real witch! We are magical and think about it. We will be there together. We'll have each other, so calm down,"
        He calms down and pulls me into a big hug and mutters thank you and realizes how amazing this really is. He holds onto me for a moment.
        "We're magical Will," I say, "We get to be what many dream of being,"
        He smiles and we both talk about how if we are not in the same house we could still have classes and stuff together. I really hope we are in the same house!
        After a few more exchanges we head back upstairs and listen to some music. When Will tries to play some heavy metal I immediately change the song, that type of music is not my type of thing. We listen for a while then Auntie says she taking us shopping at Diagon Alley tomorrow, wherever that is. Anna had disappeared for the good part of half an hour after their talk.
        I go up to my room and change then lay down. I realize just how surreal all of this is! I'm a real witch...