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She sat in the corner, trying to block out the screaming and shouting and crashes coming from her parents' room. She closed her eyes tight, trying to imagine a place full of happiness and joy. She heard a door open then slam. She felt a tight grip on her wrist as she was pulled up and dragged into her parents' room. She flinched as she heard a crash near her face. She opened her eyes and saw her mom's arm cut open and bleeding. Her mom's white dress was covered in little splatters of blood. Her bare feet were cut with shards of glass. Her blonde hair was a mess, her blue eyes furious. She was holding a broken glass.

Her dad had a long gash on his bare chest. His brown pants were stained in blood. His brown hair was cut strangely, his brown eyes calm. He tightened his grip on his daughter. Her mom threw the glass, her dad pushing her in front of him to block the glass. She felt a searing pain as the glass sliced the skin on her shoulder. She knew better than to scream. Her wrist was bruised by her dad's grip. Her blue, oversized t-shirt was getting stained with blood. Her long black pants were covering her feet, keeping them from getting hurt.

"Don't you dare bring Vaneca into this, Eric!" her mom screamed. Eric just hit Vaneca, causing her mom to scream and attack while she just got bruised. While her mom clawed and scratched at her dad, her dad just taking it all, her older brother came running in. He saw the scene before him and gasped. He saw Vaneca slowly walking away from them. His brown eyes narrowed as he saw his dad hit his mom. He slowly walked over to Vaneca as their parents went at it again. His shoulder length blonde hair flowed behind him at his walking. His black shirt was torn at places, same with his black pants. He, too, was shoeless.

"Vaneca, come on!" he whispered urgently. She nodded and followed her older brother out of the room and to his room. As soon as they were alone, he hugged her. She started to cry silently. Slowly, her wounds started to heal. Her brother didn't care for he knew that she was different for many reasons. For one, she had black hair while his family had brown and blonde hair. She had emerald eyes while the others had either brown or blue eyes. She pulled away and sniffled. Another was that she could speak to snakes and a few other animals. She wiped tears away from her eyes. They heard a rapping on the window and opened it, curious to see what was tapping the window. A snow white owl flew in and landed on her shoulder. It held out its claw to her, dropping a letter in her hand. She opened it up and read. As she read it her face brightened. "What is it?"

"You know how I told you I think that maybe I might be a wizard?" he nodded. "Petrov, I am! This is a letter of acceptance into a wizard school called Hogwarts! Of course, I will accept!" she said as she wrote something on a sheet of paper and handed it to the owl. It nodded and flew away. She handed it to him as she ran out of the room. She called behind her, "Read it!"

Petrov started to read it. This is what it said:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
 of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Vaneca,

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 September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Along with the letter came a supply list. This is what Petrov read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WHICHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
sets of plain work robes (black)
plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda GoshawkA History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

Petrov sighed and sat on the ground, surprised by the fact that his sister was truly a wizard. He jumped slightly as his sister came back in. She was holding a black bag that was partially filled with stuff. He stood up and handed Vaneca his necklace. It was a simple emerald orb with a clasp connecting it to a black leather cord. In the middle of the orb, there was a little light blue swirl. She stared at it then at Petrov. He smiled and put it on her.

"Why did you give this to me?" she asked. Petrov shrugged and started to put things in her bag. When they had finished, Petrov hugged her. "I'll miss you."

"I know, Twyla. I know," Petrov said. They heard the sound of a motorcycle and looked outside. A gigantic man on a motorcycle that seemed to have flown got out and walked up to their neighbor's door. When he knocked and no one answered, he was confused. Petrov turned to Vaneca. "Go help him. You know where they went."

"Alright," Vaneca replied. She grabbed her bag and silently left the house. She walked up to the man and pulled on his jacket. He looked down at her startled slightly. "Hello."

"'Ello, li'l one. What are you doin' up so late?" the man asked. He had a large black beard and long black hair, all of it curly. He was wearing a long black trench coat. He smiled at Vaneca.

"Um, I know where Harry is. I can help you find them if you would like," she said quietly. The man was surprised. He nodded. "Um, they went to the sea and bought a house that is in the middle of it. Harry told me."

"Thank ya', li'l one," he said and started to get onto the motorcycle. He was about to turn it on when Vaneca called after him.

"Please take me with you!" she said. The man looked at her then smiled. He nodded, knowing that she was somehow special. He could feel her magic core's power. He nodded and let her get on. Vaneca smiled and got on. They started the motorcycle and started to drive off. It suddenly started to fly! Vaneca smiled, but that smile faded slightly when she thought of something. This won't be the last time that I see you, Number Six Privet Drive, she thought to herself. And it wasn't the last. She shook the thought away and turned towards the man and smiled. "My name is Vaneca Twylite! But you can call me Twyla! Who are you?"

"The names Hagrid, li'l one," he said.

Vaneca was about to say something else when she realized that they were at their destination. Hagrid jumped off and told her to stay there. She nodded and stayed put. She watched as Hagrid knocked down the door down and walked in. She heard a commotion and watched as Hagrid came out with a black haired and emerald eyed boy. She smiled and ran to the boy and hugged him. He was surprised then smiled and hugged back. Hagrid smiled at the surprising image before him.

"Harry!" Vaneca said as she hugged him. He hugged her back immediately. Hagrid smiled at the sight. What he didn't notice was the fact that Vaneca was whispering into Harry's ear. "We have to be careful. I have a bad feeling about this. Always be careful!"

"Ok," Harry whispered back.