As I step out into the hallway to show off my dress Jenn gasps. "Anya, you're so beautiful!" Jenn and I hop in the car and Jenn starts driving us to a very nice restaurant called Angelica's. Supposedly, it's the nicest restaurant in all of London. Jenn starts telling me how to behave and to use my manners and that she knows I already know all this but she just wanted to make sure amnesia didn't damage manners and so on and so forth. I tune most of this out, as my thoughts start wandering away from manners. Once again, I find myself thinking of the visions. According to my dreams, there's nineteen days until Hogwarts starts, and I can't help thinking it's a real place. A place, where maybe, possibly, I will belong, maybe Raven really is me, well at least was me, before I fell. But it doesn't matter who I was, after all, I know who I am now. Right now I'm Anya Dare. Perhaps I was Raven Dumbledore, but not any more. You know what? It's impossible that I was Raven Dumbledore, because witches don't even exist! Raven Dumbledore is just a dream! Why should I believe she's real? I'm acting so ridiculous right now, Hogwarts? Come on Anya, you're smarter than that! Out of the corner of my eye I see something zoom across the sky. What was that? A noise that sounds like screaming is coming from the flying object. I blink. That can't be right. But it is. That flying object is none other than a broom with two people riding on it. I hear one person say "Stop screaming Persephone, this is the fastest way to Hogwarts!" Say what? If Hogwarts is real, then I must get there. Jenn parks the car right outside Angelica's, and I sprint out of the car, I need to get dinner over with so I can learn more about Hogwarts since it is apparently real. "Someone's in a hurry." Jenn mumbles as I dash to the door of Angelica's. But I immediately freeze when I see someone in the restaurant. Actually, five someones. A plump man, his ostrich neck wife, their plump son, and the twins that look exactly like Holly and Harry from my visions. In my dreams, Holly is always talking about how mean her uncle Vernon, and aunt Petunia, and cousin Dudley are. I watch as the ostrich neck woman ( I assume she's Holly and Harry's aunt Petunia) reaches over and smacks Holly for dribbling one drop of water on her desk, meanwhile Dudley is eating like a pig. I get so angry, Holly and Harry are sharing a small plate of food, while the rest of their family is eating a ginormous cake. I get so furious, and then something strange happens. It's like, well, magic. I imagine that giant cake splattering all over Petunia Dursley, and then it happens. The cake floats in the air, and drops down on Petunia. I did that. I really am a witch. Perhaps even Raven Dumbledore. Holly and Harry start rolling on the floor laughing, and then Holly sees me. She gasps, she whispers "Raven". She knows I did it. I smile and mouth the word "Holly" Jenn finally catches up with me and scoffs toward the Dursley's direction. "Some people eat here as a special occasion, and others" (she glances at the Dursley's when she says this) "Well, others eat here because they have too much money and they completely show the manners of farm animals." I have to agree with Jenn. Something else excites me though, the events of tonight are all proof that Hogwarts exists, and I was once a part of it.
