A/N That's when she's older. I'll find her at age 11 for the next chapter. Hope you guys enjoy!

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I grabbed the last of my bags out of the back of the car.

"Please Mr. and Mrs. Carter, just keep her another week and you'll see she's a wonderful child." Ms. Simmons begged Mr. and Mrs. Carter. Ms. Simmons is one of the workers at the orphanage.

"Are you kidding?! Every time she walks in the kitchen plates start flying around! She's possessed that girl!." Mr. Carter slammed his door and sped off.

"Well Ms. Simmons, I'm back." I picked up my bags and went inside.

"Don't worry dear. You'll find a family soon."

"Whatever. I don't need anyone." I went in and went to my bed.

Incase you're wondering my name is Shelby Dumbledore. I don't know who I am so I can't tell you. I have black hair and black eyes and I have no idea who I get that from. My Grandmother is the only family I knew and she died when I was three. I know my mother was heartbroken by my father so when I was born she left me. And now I'm here. I've been to at least ten homes and they've all brought me back within a week because they think I'm magic or something. Things always happen when I'm around. It's not my fault. I don't do it and I can't explain it. This will be my home forever. But that's okay. I don't need anyone.

"Shelby?" Ms. Simmons said walking to me bed.

"Hmm?"

"This letter came for you." She handed me a letter. It was addressed to...

Ms. S. Dumbledore

The fourth bed on the left

Blackjack Street

"Who on Earth would write to me?" I mumbled and opened the letter. I pulled out the letter and it read:

                                                                  HOGWARTS SCHOOL

                                                    of  WITCHCRAFT and  WIZARDRY

                                                                                  ~

                                              Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

                                (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf.

                                                                    Warlock,

                            Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Dumbledore,

         We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely,

                                                                                                        Minerva McGonagall,

                                                                                                        Deputy Headmistress

I slightly chuckled. What kind of joke is this? There was a ticket inside the envelope. It was for platform 9 3/4. I rolled my eyes.

"It's from a school. I go September 1. They sent a ticket and everything." I told Ms. Simmons.

"That's great! This is your chance! That's just a week away, the day before your 11 birthday. We can celebrate early so you can be ready to go by then."

"Alright. Thanks. I'm sure I'll be back for holidays so it's not goodbye." I smiled

"Of course. You're always welcome here." She smiled back warmly.

A couple days later we celebrated my birthday. Ms. Simmons bought me a cake.

"Here, open it." Ms. Simmons gave me a small box.

"You didn't have to get me anything."

"Yes I did. Now open it." I opened it. Inside was a beautiful bracelet.

"Thank you." I hugged her. She hugged backed and put it on me.

"Have fun at school and do your best."

"I will. I promise."

The day came for me to leave. Ms. Simmons took me to the station.

"What platform?" She asked me.

"Uhh...9. I can go on my own from here." I said. I didn't want her to laugh when I said 9-3/4. Even if this was a joke this was my chance. I would run away and go out on my own.

"Of course you can. Here's your things for school. And I bought you this." Out of nowhere she pulled out a cage. It had an Eurasian eagle owl in it.

"Have fun at Hogwarts. And I believe it's platform 9 3/4." She said.

"But how did you-"

"I went to Hogwarts myself. I promised your grandmother I'd look after you." She explained.

"Oh. So that's why you never freaked out when strange things happened."

"Precisely. Walk into the wall between platform 9 and 10. Might want to run if you're nervous."

"Thank you." I hugged her one last time and grabbed my things.

"Owl me when you can."

"I will. What's it's name?" I asked her.

"She doesn't have a name yet. Name her what you want." She smiled.

 I went to platform 9 3/4. I guess this isn't a joke....