The Letter

─────I sat underneath the old willow tree that I was named after. It was my favourite type of day; sunny, warm and breezy. The light wind playfully blew my hair and the sun’s rays caressed my tanned face. Looking up from my book, I saw a single owl flying towards the front door. That must be the mail, I thought to myself, an got up knowing that Mum would ask me to fetch it.
And I was indeed right. I walked around the quaint, homey cottage which I call home, and was greeted by Mum. “Can you please grab the mail, Willow?” she asked me, looking up from the dishes she was washing. I slid a knut into the owl’s pouch and took the letters, sifting through them as I walked back up to the house. One letter immediately caught my eye.
It was rather large; the envelope yellowed with age. My fingers traced the red seal that bound the letter, a badger, raven, snake and a lion. My Hogwarts letter! I raced inside and tore it open.
‘Dear Miss Willow Anderson,’ I read out loud, skipping over the introduction to what the letter was about. I was officially a Hogwarts student! Now, I would need to go to Diagon Alley. But that was for another day, as Mum called me inside to help with cleaning.