Patricia woke up, as though she had been given a shock. She heard the post come through the door. "They're hear!" She thought. Patricia got out of her bed and ran down the stairs to the front door to she a letter addressed to her. Although it didn't look like what she expected, nevertheless she ripped it open.
As she read in amazement and slightly confused her parents came though the door, "Well how did you do?" Her mother asked. You see that morning like many other children her age were waking up to their 11+ results, to see if they had got into their high school of chioce. "Well?" Both her parents said when she didn't reply. "Mum, what's this?" Patricia said as she passed the letter to her parents.
After reading it for the millionth time over they came into the conclusion that it must of been a joke as there was no return address of stamp.
So after a few days Patricia was still wondering why she hadn't received her results, and after ringing the educational board on numerous occasions, with the same answer. "We are sorry Miss Rogers but we have no records of receiving any exam from your previous school, therefore we cannot let you go to any high school." Disappointed, that she couldn't go to high school with her friends she accepted that she will have to resit the exam at the end of the year with the rest of pupils.
One day, Patricia received another letter, must like the one she received over a week ago, stating that, after not hearing any news of her acceptance, they were sending a representative to her house later that day, to speak with her and her family about her attending their school. So not expecting anyone to come, Patricia went about with her normal routine.
At 2:30 that day a knock came to the door, her mother went to answer it, after a moment or two her mum came in with a man she had never seen before, "Patricia, this is Mrs. Collins, she is her to talk to you about the letter you received?
After half an hour of Mrs. Collins explaining to Patricia and her family about Hogwarts and the whole wizarding world and about every question imaginable answered Patricia and her family decided she was going to Hogwarts. As Mrs. Collins was leaving she said that she will be at King's Cross to show Patricia where she was to go the following week.
The night before she left Patricia had a few of her friends and the rest of her family over to her house to have a going away party, as she had decided to say she was going to a boarding school in New Zealand. That night Patricia lay on her bed, half nervous half excited. She couldn't believe she was going to a magical school, she had always had a keen interest in everything magical.
The next day after she had said goodbye to everyone and Mrs. Collins had escorted her to the door of train. As she started walking up the corridor looking at everyone and seeing the odd glimpse of magic, it had finally sunk in, "I'm going to Hogwarts!"
