Matt was living a pretty normal life. He was fifteen years old, about to enter his sophomore year of highschool. He was gonna miss the summer, hanging out with his friends, going swimming all the time, going to the beach..just all the general free time. That being said, new school year! New school year meant new opportunities to make friends and learn new things, all that jazz.

Then, all of that was absolutely shattered when he got a letter in the mail. A letter addressed specifically to him, not his parents. The letter explained (shortly) that he'd been accepted into a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with a list of instructions and school supplies he needed on the back. Of course, Max was absolutely shocked. Magic was real? He was a wizard? The letter explained in more depth, and eventually Max's mom and dad sat him down and explained that he was a wizard born to a nonmagic family.

A week before the inevitable day he'd officially be going to this school, Max was flown to London by plane and escorted to a magical alley of stores called the Diagon Alley, where he got a bunch of spell books, ink, cloaks and the rest of the uniform pieces, and a magical little pet where he got the option of a cat, an owl, or a toad. He chose a cat, and named her Molly. Now, Max was sitting on the Hogwarts Express, still thinking about what in the actual fuck was happening even though he'd had weeks to process.