A/N this is my first fanfic so constructive critism is good :D
Background
I climbed onto the Hogwarts express and searched for Lily Evans. We had been friends since we had been neighbours when we were 3. I had moved away to live with my cousin Will when I was 10 as my parents and sister died. She was the only person, other than Will, who I talked to at all. She also visited me when she could but Will travelled a lot and I had to go with him. I loved travelling but I missed Lily. This year I'm going to be going to school with her again. But this time it wasn't a muggle school it was one of the most famous wizarding school in the world. I had never been to a Wizarding school before but nobody could tell me I knew less about using magic that them. Will had taught me how to use the magic within me. He never used a wand so he never bought me one. I could non-verbal spells better than most full-grown wizards at the age of 14 and I could also do magic without a wand easily. As well as Will teaching me magic every summer I stayed at Hogwarts, my new school, as the head teacher, Albus Dumbledore, was my uncle. He is supposedly the most powerful wizard ever. But he can't do magic without a wand as well as me. But he is faster and has a better knowledge and does non-verbal spells the best I have ever seen.
When I was growing up there was always a threat to muggle born wizards and witches as there was a man who wanted the only wizards to be pure blood. His name was Tom Riddle but he now goes by Lord Voldemort. He wants to be the most powerful wizard and would do anything to do that. He kills everyone in his way and unfortunately my family were in his way. I hear he never lets someone who he tries to kill survive. I survived though. I couldn't control my magic and after he had killed both my parents he went after my little sister Ellen and me. I remember it as vividly as if it was yesterday. Unfortunately. I would love to forget the pain that was caused by that night. But feeling pain makes us who we are. My loss that night, determined my entire life's course. Our pain and scars only make us who we are.
Ellen was 7 and had no idea what was happening. I was so scared. I was sure that I would let my parents down and let Ellen die. I hugged her close to me and somehow managed to put up a shield around us but it was weak. It held up until Albus got there for underage wizardry but then it died down and Voldemort shot the killing curse at us. It missed me just and hit Ellen under my arm.
I refused to let go of her even though I knew she was never going to come back. I had held her close to me for what seemed like days, I could feel her getting colder but couldn't bring myself to let her go. If I let her go then I would have let my mother and father down again. I had promised to look after Ellen if anything happened to them. Now I had failed. They were all gone. Never returning. They were gone. Gone. That was such a hard thing to come to terms with. I would never see Ellen's bright blue eyes sparkles when she laughed or see her watch me in awe. That hurt the most. She had trusted me as her older sister. I had let her go. I couldn't do it again. That's why I refused to let go of her. Whenever someone came near her then I would just cry harder. No one knew what to do with me. Lily couldn't see me. I was holding my dead sister in my arms. So my cousin Will came. He finally persuaded me to let her go and when I did all I could do was stare at my hands. My arms felt empty without her weight there. All I could see were her eyes looking so sad and empty. So…Dead. That memory has haunted my dreams since that day. I would wake up screaming her name and crying. Only Will could calm me and settle me down. I still see those eyes every night in my nightmares.
I was never going to hear her laugh again. Never going to see her smile at me when we played with Lily and her sister. I would never hear her scream at me when I annoyed her. I regretted every harsh word I ever said to her. I would have done, and still would do, anything to have her back safe and sound. But I knew that would never happen. And I hated Tom Riddle and myself for that. I would never see my parents either. For the next month the only person I would talk to was Lily or my cousin Will. So it was decided that I would stay with him. Unfortunately I did have to move around a lot but I've seen almost the entire world with Will and he has no family of his own other that me so we understood each other.
But no matter how happy I was with Will unfortunately all I wanted was to kill Tom Riddle. He had stolen the 3 things I loved the most in the entire world. I wanted revenge.
But when I turned 12 Albus had come to visit me to ask if I wanted him and his staff to give me a few lessons over the holidays. I had said yes as I couldn't defeat the second most powerful wizard without help. But when I got to Hogwarts I had learnt that revenge wouldn't help. Ellen and my parents would always be gone. They would never be back. I had to come to terms with that. It still hurt but I felt content for the first time since that night and from then until now I spent every summer at Hogwarts. I felt at home and after 5 summers of staying at Hogwarts Al asked if I wanted to attend the school during the year. I had spoken to Will and agreed that he would visit every now and then. So it was decided. I would go to Hogwarts for sixth year. And I couldn't wait!
So here I am. Stood on a train searching for my one and only friend. Finally I saw her in a compartment with two other girls and as soon as I opened the door she leapt on me and hugged me tight shrieking
"VIOLET!!!! YOU'RE HERE!!!!" I replied to her greeting with a small smile and by saying
"Yeah. Here I am"
She glowered at me for not looking more excited to be here. I smiled at her and she dragged me to a seat opposite the other two girls who looked a little shocked at our greeting. I smiled at them and introduced myself.
"Hi. I'm Violet Austin. It's nice to meet you both."
