New Sky
Disclamier:I do not own anything Harry Potter.
Info on story: This is set in Sky's POV and is mainly a Draco love story. Taking place in Harry Potter's 4 year. But no Voldemort complication and Harry doesn't become a Triwizard Champion. On the plus side though, Cedric doesn't die! And I know that a couple of the begining chapters are mostly about Sky, but keep reading and I promise you'll get to the Harry Potter part soon enough. I hope you all enjoy. Please review.
(: (This is my first ever fanfic) :)
Chapter 1: Today the Truth
It's late at night. Probably around 10'oclock or something. I storm up to my room with my name blaring behind me. I've been trying my hardest not to let my tears spill from my eyes. As I reach my room I slam the door shut and lock it. Being sure I truly locked the door, I ran over to my bed and plopped down. There I freely let my tears over power my pillow.
After a few minutes had gone bye, I started to calm down a bit. Soon I lifted my heavy head away from my wet pillow. As I got up to sit on the edge of my bed the recent conversation replayed in my head.
It started out normal. Just like every other conversation me and my mom have ever had while eating dinner. "So, how has your day gone sweetie?" my mom asked in high spirits. "Fine." I reply. I knew that was not what she wanted to hear. But that was all I could say. We just moved in to our new house in Spring Blossom, Oklahoma. My mom said we needed to get a fresh start, and although it's been a couple weeks now, I have barely unpacked. Today would have been special. Today would have been great. But no, instead I spent half the day outside on our backyard swing set. Not really my idea of fun! Or many others either since it was summer.
"Honey, I have something very important to tell you." my mom states. I look up at her annoyed. I've had enough surprises in my life already. "What" I answered. I could tell she was a little unsure if she should tell me. "Well…", a look of discomfort crosses her face. She takes in a deep breath and says "Sky, you're a witch".
"O my god, mom you're joking right? I can't believe you! You drag me out here to Oklahoma against my will making me leave all my friends behind, then feed me this "you're a witch" bologna. I mean get real!" I said angered. I then started to stuff as much of my dinner down my throat so I could leave and not be bothered for the rest of the night. Or the rest of my life as I would prefer.
"This is no joke, honey." my mom said all calm in hopes it would convince me. It didn't. I mean witches aren't real, right? "You're lying. I can't believe you would actually say something to me like that. It really isn't funny!" I said in disgust. Why would she, out of all people, play a prank on me that fake? Especially on today.
"I'm not lying, Sky Mocha Jean, and don't you speak to me in that tone of voice!" she answers getting angered. "If your father was here right now he would not stand for this!". "Well he isn't now is he? No, so just leave him out of this!" I said while a couple tears escape my eyes at the thought of him.
Philip David Jean was my dad. But he had died a couple years ago, before we moved. He was a great man, and a loving father. One that always knew how to make people laugh when they were down. He died from a car crash on his way home from his job at the Green Vile Bank. Some drunken guy ran a red light and hit him. It was a sad and depressing day when the doctors at St. Liberty's hospital said they couldn't save him.
"You have to believe me Sky. I wouldn't lie to you about something like this." my mom replied in a pleading voice. I didn't believe her. I didn't want to. I mean there was NO way on earth it could possibly be true .None of it. So with all my confidence that she really was lying I said something… something I wish I had never said in the first place.
"Prove it". I had been absolutely sure she couldn't. I had hoped she couldn't anyway. "Fine!" she replied. To my surprise, she had turned, pulled out a long wooden stick I've never seen before in my life, and pointed it at one of the dining room chairs and said "Levo.". Then all of a sudden the chair came off the ground.
I couldn't believe it. I was horror struck. Was this really happening? Was everything I knew that was and that was not, a lie. Then she completely moved the chair across the room and set it back down. I was so confused. I needed to leave the room. I needed time to get my thoughts in order. So I ran upstairs to my room. "Sky where are you going? Sky come back here right this instant!" my mom yelled as I left. "NO!" I yelled in return then slammed the door shut.