The Heart Consumer(A Harry Potter Spin-Off)

Prolouge

I honestly didn't mean to kill my aunt. If you think about it, it's her fault for insulting my mom. Anyways, here's the story.

Aunt Jessica was holding me in her arms, cradling and making duck lips at me. Here's a brief description of my Aunt Jessica. A complete douchebag. She couldn't have kids and was always trying to swipe babies from her relatives or even strangers. I know. She is crazy. But I was only a few months old and I didn't know the hardships my mom had to go through to not only keep me, but keep us alive. We live in New Jersey and we were and still are very poor. My aunt was rambling about how she couldn't afford me and even though I was ugly, she would still take me. Of course, I couldn't understand English, but I must have heard the tone in her voice and gotten angry. Oh! I should tell you this by the way. Ever since I was born, I have had this little circular jewel in my wrist about the size of a quarter. It's usually a light gray when I'm calm. But whenever I'm in pain or angry, it turns black and something "weird" usually happens. Anyway, I got angry. My jewel turned black, and Aunt Jessica saw it change colors. She leaned in to touch it, and I can still remember the feeling. It's was like ice was shooting up my veins. Her eyes went from a deep brown to an icy blue. Just like mine. Her body went stiff and she fell on the floor with a loud thud, with me still in her arms. I wiggled put as my mom came running towards us. My mom picked me up and noticed my black jewel fading into light gray. 

My mom knows I'm a witch and refuses to tell me who my father is despite the fact she is a muggle and I am desperate to know who he is. Whenever I bring it up, she will just say "I hated him with all my heart and I wish I never met him. But if I didn't, I  wouldn't have had you. So in a way, I'm thankful I met him." And with that, the conversation about my birth father was done. I have a step-dad who I absolutely hate. She married a man named Luke Frethin. I hate him and he hates me. I don't know why. He just seems... Off. But he thinks I'm off as well. He doesn't know I'm a witch. He always is very rude to me, and I don't know the cause. Mom isn't aware of how Luke mistreats and blackmails me, or how my vision goes blurry when I'm mad at him and he always tells as if he is in pain. What a weirdo. But even when I'm  mad at other people, I get blurry as well.

 Like one time, a girl at my school and her friends started teasing me and asking why I always wore a bunch of ugly bracelets and scarfs on my wrist ( you know why) and I felt my wrist growing cold. This happened plenty of times before when she teased me, but my wrist was never this cold. It's as if a cup of ice cold water flowed through my body. One of her friends started saying that it was because my mom made me scavenge for food in a ditch and I got cut by an old rusty can. Not only was my entire body cold, but I felt like there was a small growing bubble around me. I was terrified, so I closed my eyes. But when I opened my eyes, a perfect circle of frost was surrounding me. The girl and her friends started to back away slowly. From then on, my mom started homeschooling me. 

But one day, I got a letter. It was from Hogwarts. I told my mom, and she almost fainted. She decided to tell me who my father was. One day while she was walking home from work, a dark storm blew over. She had to hold on to a wooden fence to avoid being blown away. She looked up and saw flowing dark figures. They screeched and flew in different directions. She started to relax until one of the figures came down to her and started to inhale and suck her soul right out of her body. But once he did, the black figure somehow spit her soul back into her body. Two weeks later my mom found out she was pregnant. With me.

I am Elva Colten and I am the daughter of a Dementor.