Chapter One

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(DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER Our queen J.K Rowling made this series I only own Hailey!)
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July, 30,1991

I live in a foster home. Basically that means my parents are either dead, or they didn't want me. (A/N I know thats not how foster homes really work just go with it) Which either way is pretty depressing. My foster mother, Holly aka The Witch thinks I'm a freak. She only keeps me so she can spend the money she gets from the government on herself. She treats me like a slave and beats me everyday...

BANG BANG BANG!!!

"WAKE UP YOU FREAK!" I shakily stand up to open the door but I take to long. She opens the door looking livid "HOW DARE YOU NOT AWNSER ME YOU FREAK!" I bow my head to look at my feet ashamed of myself. She takes a step towards me. I flinch involuntarily because I'm expecting a slap and I'm right. A loud SLAP sound rings through the room. Leaving me with a swollen cheek which stings like heck! "If you ever ignore me again you won't be so lucky." She says dangerously low. "Yes Ma'am." I manage to squeak out. She stomps out of my room- oh did I say room I meant closet and slams the door behind her. I quickly follow behind her to start breakfast and my daily cleaning. I make the usual, eggs with sausage and orange juice. After making breakfast I go to check the mail. I look at the letters, and then suddenly a owl flys past then stops and turns back to me and drops the letter right in front of me. I pick it up my curiosity getting the better of me, and it has my name on it! I stare at it shocked I never get anything. I stuff it in my pocket so I can read it later. I run back inside before She can notice, and start my cleaning.
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5 hours later

"I'm going to my chambers freak! Don't touch anything that's not yours!"
Which mean I can not touch nothing because I own nothing. But I can finally open that letter! I go to my closet, and sit on my small mattress on the floor. I open the letter.

Is this some type of joke? I hear a knock on the door

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Is this some type of joke? I hear a knock on the door. Who could be here at this time of night? I scramble to stand so I can get the door before She gets mad. I get to the front door and open it and a woman in a witch hat and robes stands there. That's one unusual woman. I think. "I am not unusual!" She says, I flinch thinking she is mad at me. Wait! "How did you know I thought that?" I say, "I am a witch." The weird lady says, my face scrunches up not knowing what she meant. "And so are you." The lady says, "I've been told..." Her eyes widen realizing what I meant. "That's not what I meant." Then she tells me all about the wiarding world and when she's done I can't wait! "Wow..." I say she smiles down at me, then she sees the bruises and she looks a mixture of confused and angry. "Who did this to you?" She asks ".......my foster mother...." I squeak out. "Oh my merlin.....okay get your things we're leaving." She says "Really I don't have to live here anymore?" I say while being filled with hope. "Yes. Now let's go." She says I do a little dance, then run to my closet to get my stuffed animal. It was the only thing left with me in my basket. "Okay, grab my arm" I do so, then I feel weird, like I'm squished in all directions. Then I feel my feet hit the ground and, I look around and we're somewhere else!
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(A/N Thank you so much for reading this chapter I worked so hard on it! Don't forget to comment, vote and follow!)

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