Chapter One: Just the Beginning
{A/N: i only own what u don't recognize, everything else belongs to JK ROWLING.}
I awoke to the sound of Dudley pounding on my door. "Wake up, Izzy," Dudley yelled while pounding. "It's my birthday." I heard him run away from my room to go annoy Harry by waking him up as well.
"Like, I care it's your birthday," I said as he ran away. I got up out of bed and put on some of my new clothes. I put on some hot pink tights, then some fishnet hose, and my favorite pair of jeans that had holes all over them. I grabbed a shirt that had a pink fairy on it and then my new Vans that had the roses on them.
I went into the bathroom and did my usual routine. When I was done, I checked the mirror to make sure that my eye make-up matched. I didn't wear too much make-up. I didn't fool with anything but the eye make-up and lip-gloss. After checking to make sure my make-up was perfect, I walked down to go eat breakfast.
When I got downstairs, Dudley was attempting to count his presents. It was funny watching the faces he made while counting. When he was done, he said that there were two less than what he had last year. There were thirty-six. Aunt Petunia told him that he was missing Aunt Marge's present. Then Aunt Petunia told him that they would buy him two more while they were out.
"So that makes--" Dudley stuttered.
"Thirty-nine," Aunt Petunia said when the phone rang. She went to answer it while Dudley began opening his presents.
She hung up the phone and walked back over to Vernon, saying that Mrs. Figg had tripped over one of her cats and broken her leg, so that she was unable to watch us.
'Woohoo!' I thought. I hate going over there. It smells so bad because of all the cats; my clothes reek of cats and cabbage whenever I leave her house. "I'll go over to Aredhel's house," I said quickly, jumping at the chance to hang out with my best friends. I looked over apologetically at Harry, because he didn't have anybody his age that he could hang out with. Other than Dudley's gang, that is. 'Those stupid prats,' I thought.
"That's fine," Uncle Vernon said, while glaring at Harry.
"I could stay here," Harry said.
"And come home to find the house blown up when we come back. No, I don’t bloody think so," Uncle Vernon said. "You'll just have to come with us."
Dudley began to 'cry' because he didn't want Harry to come with, but there really wasn't any other choice.
I ran upstairs, grabbed my Bam Margera skateboard and purse, and raced out the house, bumping into Piers (Dudley's friends that was going to the zoo with him today) and his mother. I ran over to Aredhel's and knocked on the door. Mr. Wyrick answered, "Why, hello there Bella. Aredhel's not home. She had a doctor's appointment today and her mother took her earlier. You can come inside and wait for her to come home."
"Thanks, Mr. Wyrick," I said stepping inside. I noticed that Leander was watching the telly, as usual. I started to go sit by him on the couch, when I saw Skylar's cousin, Ryker, leaning up against the couch watching cartoons also. He must've seen my reflection in the telly, because he got up and turned around. 'Oh, my GOD!' I thought. 'He's hot!' Ryker was two years my senior, and had the strangest color eyes I have ever seen. They were the most unusual shade of blue. They looked like they had purple in them. I was fairly tall for my age, so I was as tall as he was.
"You skateboard?" he asked me, his chestnut brown hair, moving in front of his eyes as he spoke.
"Yeah. You?" I replied pointing at him.
"Yeah. You wanna go outside and skate?"
I nodded my head, walking back out the door and over to Skylar's, so Ryker can get his board. "Where's Skylar?" I asked when we walked in the house.
"She's having father/daughter bonding time," Ryker said going up the stairs to his room while he was here. He came back down and showed me his board.
"Nice board," I commented. He had an all black board that had a flaming skull on the bottom.
"Yours too," he said smiling at me.
I found myself blushing and quickly turned away saying, "Come on. I'll show you where the skate park around here is."
We skated a couple blocks to the park. It wasn't really a skate park, but a bunch of older kids put plywood together to create some ramps and stuff.
It was beginning to get dark, before we stopped skateboarding. I had shown him a few tricks and he taught me how to do some of the tricks that I had seen him do. I learned how to do a hand plant and do tricks when I manualed. Like pogo, which was a lot of fun.
We raced back home to find Skylar and Aredhel looking for us, when we arrived back in the neighborhood. Aredhel came running up and said, "We've been worried sick. Daddy told me that you had dropped by and said that you were going to wait for me to get home from the doctor's."
Skylar said to Ryker while Aredhel was talking to me, "And you were supposed to be at Aredhel's hanging out with Leander. When I went over there when I got home and found that you weren't there, I had hoped that Dudley's gang hadn't gotten to you as well."
"Who is Dudley?" Ryker asked as I told Aredhel, "Ryker said he skated also, so we went to the skate park."
"Dudley's my cousin," I told Ryker turning to him. "And he's the biggest prat that I know." I looked over to my house to see if my aunt, uncle, cousin, and brother were home from the zoo. I didn't see Uncle Vernon's car, but when I looked back to my friends, I saw a car pull into our neighborhood. 'Looks like their home,' I thought, noticing that the car pulled into my driveway. Uncle Vernon was yelling at Harry when he got out of the car. "Looks like I've gotta go," I told Skylar and Aredhel. "I'll see you guys later." I walked over to the house and heard Harry pleading with Uncle Vernon that he didn’t do anything. I came inside and saw Uncle Vernon locking Harry in the cupboard under the stairs. I went over to attempt to let Harry out but Uncle Vernon shooed me away and told me to go up to my room.
The next morning, I woke up to the doorbell ringing. I ran downstairs and opened it. It was Ryker asking me if I wanted to go skateboarding today. I told him that I would love to, but give me about an hour to eat and get ready.
I noticed that Harry had the mail when I walked into the kitchen. I saw a letter for me and a letter for him. 'That's odd,' I thought. 'Who'd be writing to us? We don't have any other family other than the Dursleys.' Harry tried to hand me my letter, when Dudley snatched both mine and Harry's away from Harry. Dudley ran over to Uncle Vernon saying that we got mail; Uncle Vernon then spoke out my own words that I thought. He turned over the letters and noticed the wax seal. His face paled as he recognized the seal. I was about to ask him who was writing to us, when the phone rang. Aunt Petunia went to answer it. "It's for you," she said.
I put the phone to my ear and all I heard was screaming, "OH MY GOD!" yelled Aredhel. "You have to tell me what's going on between you and Ryker."
"Nothing, we're just hanging out," I told her.
"Mmmhmm," she said.
"Okay fine then don't believe me. Come to the skate park with us in about an hour," I told her.
She said okay and hung up the phone. I ate as quickly as I could and ran up to my room to get ready. I had showered and was ready with minutes to spare before Ryker was gonna come back to get me. We skated to the skate park and I saw that both Skylar and Aredhel were there waiting on us. Ryker took off towards one of the ramps while they ran towards me. They both bombarded me with questions. I ignored them and began skating to the in-ground pool that was at the park.
When I was done skating in the pool, I saw Ryker watching me. "You're pretty good for a girl," he said.
I walked over to him and said, "Yeah, well who said that girls can't do anything that a boy can do."
He grinned at me and I grinned back. I saw Skylar coming up to me. "Aredhel had to go home," she said. She looked from me to her cousin, back to me.
"What?" I asked her.
"Nothing," she said.
"Sure," I said sarcastically. I lightly punched her in the arm and took off, because she had started chasing after me. But I skated faster than she could run, and was home way before she could even catch up to me.
I closed the door and headed to the door to Harry's 'room,' when at that precise moment, some more letters were shoved in through the mail slot. I raced for them at the same time Uncle Vernon did. I got to them first. I attempted to run up the stairs and go to my room, but Uncle Vernon decided to snatch the letters from my hand.
He took the letters to the sink and lit them on fire, grinning like a lunatic.
Uncle Vernon left the house, got in his car and took off. He came back an hour later, with a delivery truck in tow. "Isabella," he said. "Go up to your room and take your blankets off your bed. Also, move your bedside table off to a corner and make sure there's nothing on the floor."
I did as he asked and came back downstairs noticing the deliverymen, coming in the house with metal bars.
I woke up the next morning to a drilling sound. I went downstairs and saw Uncle Vernon covering the mail slot with a piece of wood and drilling it in place. He had in his hand more letters. I saw more wood by Uncle Vernon and asked him what he was doing. "I'm covering all the cracks in the house with wood that way these blasted letters won't come in."
There was a knock on the door and it was the milkman. He looked at us crazy when Uncle Vernon opened the door and yelled at him to go away. The milk had turned into letters. Uncle Vernon slammed the door and was about to turn away, when there was another knock on the door. This time it was the egg man. He handed me the eggs and I went into the kitchen to put them away.
Aunt Petunia was in the kitchen making breakfast. "Oh, good," she said eyeballing the carton of eggs. She took them from me and grabbed the first egg. She cracked it open but nothing came out. When she opened the eggshell, she saw that there was a piece of paper in there. She opened all of them and none of them had any eggs in them. Frustrated she took all the letters and burned them in the fireplace.
The next day, we were all sitting in the living room relaxing. Uncle Vernon had a smug grin on his face. When Dudley asked him what the matter was, all Uncle Vernon said was that it was Sunday. "But why is that so special?" Dudley asked.
"Because there's no post on Sundays?" Harry replied.
"Very good, Harry," Uncle Vernon said, but was hit with a letter flying in from the chimney. "That's it," Uncle Vernon yelled. "We're leaving." He told us all to pack at be ready to leave in five minutes. I ran upstairs and grabbed my new clothes and put them in my new backpack. I also grabbed some books and put those in my old backpack. When I ran downstairs, I saw Dudley trying to take everything he owned. Uncle Vernon yelled at him that he didn't need that stuff and we left.
'I think, Vernon's lost it,' I thought to myself, turning to Harry. I saw that he was also grinning a little. He probably thought Uncle Vernon was crazy, too.
We drove every which a way. We eventually stopped at a hotel and the next morning there were hundreds of letters for Harry and me. So, we checked out that minute and took off again.
It began raining and Uncle Vernon drove us somewhere and jumped out the car. When he came back, he had a long rectangle box and told us to come on. We got in a boat and this guy took us to a shack on an island in the middle of a lake.
Later on that night, when everyone had gone to bed, Harry and I lay awake on the floor next to the couch Dudley was sleeping on. I couldn't sleep for Uncle Vernon and Dudley's snoring so Harry and I talked. Dudley's arm fell off the couch and beeped.
"Happy birthday, Bella," Harry said when he noticed that it was midnight. Today was July 31st; it was our eleventh birthday.
"Happy birthday, Harry," I told him.
I was drifting asleep, when a few minutes later, I was awakened to a pounding on the door. Uncle Vernon had a shotgun in his hands when he and Petunia came down the stairs from their room. Harry got in front of me as if to protect me, and Dudley crouched on the couch looking scared. Seconds later, the door fell down and this huge figure was stepping into the shack.
The figure apologized and put the door back in place.
The stranger told Dudley to move over; Dudley jumped up and ran behind Aunt Petunia. The stranger turned to us and said, "Isabella, Harry, there ya are. I haven't seen you since you were babies. Harry, you look just like your father, except you have your mother's eyes. And you Isabella, you look just like your mother."
Uncle Vernon told him that he should leave because he was breaking and entering. The giant reached over the couch and grabbed the shotgun, bending it into a knot. He turned back to us and said, "Happy eleventh birthday!" He pulled out a box that Harry opened; it was a cake that read Happy Birthday Isabella and Harry. We turned to the giant and asked, "I'm sorry, but who are you?"
The giant introduced himself as Rubeus Hagrid. He said that he was the Keeper of the Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Whatever that meant. He pulled out a pink umbrella and shot something at the fireplace, making it roar to life. He began pulling stuff out of his pockets and cooking us some food. Hagrid thought that we knew what Hogwarts was.
"No, sir. We don't," I said looking at Harry.
He reached in his pockets and pulled out two letters. One addressed to me; the other addressed to Harry.
I opened mine and began reading. It was a letter stating that I had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
I noticed a second piece of paper fall out, so I unfolded it and began reading it also. It was a list of school supplies.
I folded the letters back up and put them back in the envelope. I was about to say something to Hagrid, but he was writing a letter to Dumbledore.
Uncle Vernon blurted out, "They're not going."
Hagrid muttered something about muggles.
"Huh?" I asked Hagrid.
"People that don't have magic abilities," Hagrid replied.
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia then went into explaining that we couldn't go because they swore that they would squash our magical abilities and that of course they knew that we were a witch and wizard because of Aunt Petunia's sister, our mother, Lily. Then Aunt Petunia said that Lily met that Potter at school and got married and had us. She also had to get herself blown up and they got stuck with us.
I yelled, "You lied to us! You said a car crash killed them."
Hagrid bellowed out that a car crash killed them was rubbish.
"What happened?" Harry asked.
Hagrid told us that a Dark Wizard called Voldemort killed our parents and that he didn't know how we survived.
We went to bed after Hagrid finish telling us the whole story of our parents' deaths.
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