Hi, so my name is Simply Spastic. But I'll go by Spastic for short. So this is my first idea for a fanfiction. I've wanted to do one of these for so long and I'm ecstatic that I can finally make/post it. Btw Harry's parents are alive and there is no voldy thing. It might be a tad bit slow at first, but it will pick up. Please review!!!!

Magic in the Air

Chapter one: The beginning

Oh sweet Jebus. I can't believe I'm here. Well, here being at platform nine and three-quarters that is. I'm about to embark on my journey to become a witch at the Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ah! Pinch me I must be dreaming!

I turned to my parents with a huge smile plastered onto my face. I felt it fade, though, when I saw the tears in my mother's eyes.

"Awe, Mom! Please don't get all teary on me. Y-you know h-how I get when y-you st-start to cry," I started blubbering. Oh poo, I really didn't want to have splotchy marks all over my face from crying when I meet new people. It's too late now I guess. My mother and I held each other in an embrace while my father just looked on not sure what to do.

"Yeah, so Bells here is your luggage and such. I'm sorry, but your mother and I have to head home so we can be there when the furniture movers arrive," my dad, Charlie, muttered. He was an awkward guy, but I love him just the same. Then I remembered what he said about the furniture people.

My parents- Charlie and Renee- and I had just moved over to London from the United States. Renee had gotten a job offer here, and apparently it was too good to pass up. They didn't really tell me anything about it so I guess it was an astounding offer. By the next month we were all packed up and ready to fly over. We actually arrived two weeks ago, and we had only spent one day in our new home when the Hogwarts professor showed up to our door.

The man had introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore, and he looked ancient! Wisdom, and for some reason pride, was shining clearly in his ice blue eyes. We let him in and he sat himself down on a fold out chair- our only form of furniture for the time being. He reached into his weird robe thing and pulled out a letter addressed to me. I unfolded everything and carefully read through the letter. It could have been instructions on how to disarm a bomb under my chair for all I knew, so why not read it thoroughly, I figured.

Once I was finished reading the parcel I looked up at the man in disbelief. My parents quickly scrambled together to read it, so they could be in the loop. Soon they were looking at Albus Dumbledore the same way I was.

"Well," Renee started, "is this some sort of 'welcome to the neighborhood' English tradition, Mr. Dumbledore?"

"Please, Renee, Charlie, call me Albus. You however Bella, must call me Professor Dumbledore," he chuckled. "And I assure you that everything contained in that letter is real." That being said, Professor Dumbledore began to explain the world of witches and wizards, and how I was now a witch.

"Sir, I mean no disrespect, but I find this all very hard to believe. Well, not that any of your would isn't real, but that I am a witch. There is nothing special about me at all. Actually, I consider myself to be quite normal for an eleven year-old," I said.

"Ah, I see, Bella. You are indeed a witch though, but just to prove my point has anything ever happened to you? When you react to some sort of emotion what occurs?" Dumbledore questioned me.

I looked to my parents in shock. How did this stranger know that peculiar things happen to me when I become emotional? When weird things occurred around me my parents always rode it off as a coincidence, or would say that it was normal. That's what they always told me, so I was convinced with that as the truth. For some reason, though, I always had this feeling in my gut that something about me was different. I just hoped that it wasn't right.

Charlie grunted in Dumbledore's direction- a signal for me to tell the stranger our secrets.

I sighed, "Most of it started when I was eight. When I become extremely happy or excited over something the lights would brighten and sometimes explode with power. Then other times I'd get really upset and sad and flowers would start to wilt. Finally on the rare occasion when I would become mad with somebody I can turn an item around them into something else. Like this one time Emma Hawa (I totally just made that name up, so if that actually is your name sorry!) was making fun of me so I wished her pencil was a worm and it just turned into one." Renee gasped at me last little story. Oops, I guess I never told her that one.

Dumbledore had a pleasant smile on his face. "See," he said. "you do belong in my world."

"Bella? Bella!"

"Huh?" I searched my surroundings for the person who called my name. My eyes landed on Charlie, who had a worried look etched on his face. "Sorry, dad, I guess I zoned out for a minute."

He smiled, "Its fine, pumpkin. Your mother and I are leaving now. Be sure to write to us! Lord knows you have all of the equipment with the paper, those quill things, and the owl we just bought you. What did you name the owl again?"

"Elise. There was this girl in my class last year with the name, and I thought it was pretty. I think it suits her perfectly don't you daddy?" I questioned him while petting my new owl. She was the first one I saw at the pet shop, and knew right away she was the one for me. She has red, black, brown, and cream colored wings, with a peculiar curious face. (I looked up pictures of barn owls for the description, sorry it's so sucky, but there was this one picture of a gorgeous owl so that's the one I chose.)

"Yeah, she's gorgeous." I could tell he was being sarcastic, but I decided to let this one slide. "Remember we love you, and we want you to have fun okay?"

Oh, I forgot that they had to go. Tears started to well up in my eyes for a second time that day. I have never been away from my parents longer than a few hours, so this was a huge leap. I'm going to miss them so much, but I need this. I need to be with people like me, and maybe actually make some friends…

"Alright. I love you guys!" I sniffed. My parents hugged me, and told me they love me too then they walked back to the muggle world through the barrier.

I took a deep breath, and stepped onto the Hogwarts Express. (okay so I don't really know what they do with the luggage in the books so I'm just going to pretend its taken care of) Once inside I felt like a little fish in an ocean. There were so many people! Well, more than I expected at least. I started to wander around, and saw that people were beginning to find cabins to travel in, so I did the same.

Eventually I came to a room filled with kids who looked about my age. Some of them had the same types of robes that I did so I assumed that they were first years too. I knocked on the door and stuck my head in.

"Excuse me, but I was wondering if I could sit with you? Everywhere else is full," I said softly. Right after the words left my mouth a small, spiky-haired girl bounded up to me.

"Of course!" she squealed. "My name is Alice Brandon." She surprised me then by giving me a tight hug and whispering, "I can tell that we are going to be the best of friends!" into my ear. She pulled back smiling and I couldn't help but smile in return.

"This is Hermione Granger," she pointed to a girl with big bushy brown hair. "Ron Weasley is ginger over there with food hanging out of his mouth," Ron noticed his name being called, looked over at us and waved. "Then there is Harry Potter, and Edward Masen. Harry is the one with the black hair and Edward is the freak with the bronze-ish hair," Alice giggled. Edward looked up from the intense game of chess him and Harry were playing to stick his tongue out at Alice. He froze when he saw me.

"Edward? Mate, it's your turn," Harry said. He noticed that Edward wasn't paying any attention to the game anymore and followed his line of sight. Then he held still when he saw me too.

I didn't really understand why these two guys were staring at me, but I took the opportunity to get a good look of them as well. And boy, were they gorgeous. They both had sparkling emerald green eyes that made you feel like they were looking into your soul. They shared the same type of strong bone structure as well. Honestly, if it weren't for their different hair colors I would have passed them off as brothers. Alice giggled beside me.

I could feel my face flush as I spoke, "H-hi my name is Isabella Swan, but please call me Bella."

Alice just laughed again, and dragged me over to an empty spot next to her. It just happened to be right across Harry and Edward. I looked up to steal a glance at their faces once again and smiled when I saw that Harry was grinning at me. Edward on the other hand, was shooting death glares, and I had no idea what I had done.

The remainder of the train ride continued much like that. Alice, Ron, Hermione, Harry and I all had nice conversations, while Edward just moped in the corner. I sighed. None of us knew what to do about him, so we just let him be grumpy. Soon enough, we –we meaning everybody but Edward- were all exceedingly close friends. We couldn't stop laughing and talking until we got into the boats, and became struck by the castle's splendor.

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