Author's Notes: For Harry Potter nitpickers, this is essentially a third year AU. But who cares, this is for making fun of the BSC!

This story would not exist without LionessBlack, who renewed my interest in the BSC after fifteen years.

Jessi

Well, they say that good things come in threes. And this has definitely been a week with three good things.

The first good things was that I got promoted in my ballet class. Mme. Noelle finally decided I was good enough to join the advanced class. It's so exciting! I'm going to have to work extra hard to keep up, though. Plus I'm afraid some of the girls there might be prejudiced against me, because I'm black, but we'll see.

The second good thing happened two days later. Aunt Cecelia is moving out! She's getting an apartment with her special friend Gladys. For some reason Daddy can't stop laughing about it, but I guess he's just happy too. I do wish he'd stop referring to our house as a "closet", though. We have a really nice house, no matter what Aunt Cecelia ever said about it.

The third good thing happened when I got home from school today. It was the freshest thing ever...

"Jessi!"

"Hi, Mama. What's going on?" I walked up the sidewalk to the porch, where Mama was waving a letter around.

"Look at what came in the mail for you today! It looks exciting!" Mama pressed the letter into my hand. The envelope was in a sort of thick, crinkly paper, and had my name and address written in a funny green ink. I tore it open to read what was inside...

Dear Miss Ramsey,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed you will find a list of school supplies that you should obtain upon your start here at school. Accommodations for your travel will be made. An owl will be arriving with further instructions. I look forward to seeing you at start of term.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster

I looked at Mama with wide eyes. "What is this?"

"It looks like you got into a special school." Mama squinted at me. "Are you a witch, Jessi?"

I laughed. "Not that I know of."

"Well, somebody certainly thinks you are!"

Later that day, an actual owl showed up with all kinds of information for me. It turns out that Hogwarts is way over in England, where I've never been. I'll get to take some magical wizard transport over there, which is completely distant.

The owl arrived just before the Baby-Sitters' Club meeting, so I was able to share my great news with everyone! Though of course I called Mallory Pike first. She's my best friend, which is really cool, because she's white and I'm black. She agreed that this was the dibblest thing ever!

But the very best part happened the next day. Kristy Thomas, the president of the Baby-Sitters' Club, called me before school in the morning (you know the news is important then). Her stepfather Watson Brewer is really rich, and whenever somebody in the club gets to take a trip somewhere, he pulls out his gobs of money and pays for everyone else to go. This was no exception. The whole BSC was coming to Hogwarts with me! This will be the sixth grade year of a lifetime!