My Lucky Star

Chapter One

July 26, 1995.

I am planning everything I need for my 5th year at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Scarf check.

"Extra robes? check."

"Textbooks? Check."

"Wand?" I start to look around my room to see where my wand was.

I turn towards my dresser and see my wand placed beside my quill and an extra pad of paper.

I pick up the wand and twist it around my fingers with a slight smile on my face. "Check."

I hear a knock on my bedroom door and place my wand back on my dresser. "Come in!"

My mom walks into my room looking around to see my half packed trunk and a list of all the things I needed.

"Honey you know your school doesn't start for another month and a half right?"

"I know" I turned to her with a slight smile. "I like to be prepared just incase"

She lets out a slight chuckle and looks down at her hands.

She is holding a small envelope that is in-between her slightly chipped french manicure.

"What is that?" I turn to look at her and she is still not looking at me.

"Take a seat" she pats her hand on the spot beside her on the bed.

"Mom..." i start off but she cuts me off.

"Aries... i don't know how to say this but you won't be attending Ilvermorny School this year."

I stand up abruptly

"What do you mean? Was I expelled? I couldn't be! I had one of the highest grades in my year last year! I am a good student. I take part in extracurricular activities. I work really hard, how could this happen!"

"Baby no no you're not expelled!" She stands up and puts both her hands on my shoulders to calm me down.

"Then.. what happened why won't i be attending?" I look at her and her honey brown eyes glaze up.

"You know how you father and I have had our differences, right?"

I look up at her

"Yeah, You guys split up because you found out I was a witch." I look down at my hands.

She shoots me a disappointing look. "Baby you know that he has his reasons."

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Carry on with it then?"

She looks at me again, tearing up now.

"Well we are getting back together. But he said that the only way he would come back is if you're not here."

I look up at her with my anger boiling up at this point.

"So what does that have to do with me not going to Ilvermorny this year?" i can stay there during the holidays and not see that joke of a fucking father.

"Aries don't speak about your father that way!"

"How do you expect me to speak about him? He has always disproved of me and who i am like i can fucking change it!"

"Aries!"

"Can you carry on with this conversation why the FUCK can i not go to Ilvermorny."

"Well even though you can stay there for the holidays what about summer break? you can't stay there and you can't come back here."

I look at her tearing up at this point.

"Where.. Am I supposed to go! I start to say softly." I HAD SO MANY GOOD THIS PLANNED FOR THIS YEAR MOM I WAS GOING TO BE THE PREFECT FOR MY HOUSE! HOW DARE YOU WHAT ABOUT MY FRIENDS AND QUIDDITCH!" I start to yell.

"Baby.. i'm so sorry."

"WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO GO!" I say starting to fully cry now.

"I figured that out." She hands me the envelope she has been holding in her hand this whole time."

I throw the letter on the bed.

"Get out."

"Aries..."

"Get OUT!" I start to raise my voice.

"Your aunt Ophelia is going to take you in London. She has a place for you with Nan. I'm so sorry."

I turned to look at her. giving her a look as cold as ice.

"I will never forgive you for this. You are a joke of a mother."

I get up and slam the door at her face and lock the door.

-

After crying for what felt like hours I lifted my head up from my pillow and turned to see the envelope on the edge of my twin size bed.

"Ms Aries Greenwood. The last room at the end of the hall."

I open up the red wax seal and proceed to read old brownish paper.

'Dear Ms. Greenwood,We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry . Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.Term begins on the 1st of September . We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagall.'

I finish reading the letter and I glaze my finger towards the school's crescent logo on the top of the page.

"Hogwarts?"