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"I don't understand; Hogwarts never sends a letter this late…never!" "Jacob…" "It's almost the end of the year, Isabella! She missed half the school year." "They never make a mistake, Jacob; what can you possibly do?!?" "I will send a letter! And tell them!" Sarah listened from her seat on the staircase, looking through the railing and down at her wobbled reflection cast in the white marble floor. The 12-year-old girl could tell her parents were…upset. And she began to wonder if she had done something wrong. After all, her twin brother Samuel was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. An honor that had been in the Nightingale family for generations. The pure-blood family was significantly respected in the Wizarding community; that is what Sarah was taught. Her mother and father went to Hogwarts. Her father was a Ravenclaw like his father before him, his father before him. And Samuel took up the mantle of this great tradition. A tradition that Sarah had hoped to