For Willow, life had always been pretty dull. Her parents didn't really love her and she didn't expected much of life. Her first day of school was what changed her life for a short time. She met new people and discovered that she was pretty smart. She worked very hard to prove herself and please her parents who wanted to impress their clients. Then, she met Xander, a boy who would become her best friend for years. She also had the displeasure of meeting Cordelia, the rich girl that would always make fun of her. But, she still had Xander and her new friend Jesse, and she had her knowledge.
But then, when she became ten years old, Jesse died and Xander moved out of Sunnydale. She was stuck alone, Cordelia still making fun of her and only her knowledge to help her keep faith. Her dull life had made a spectacular comeback and she could have done fine without it.
But then, at twelve years old, she was called by a local coven. A coven was, as she discovered, a group of witches. Willow's life was changing again and for the better. She learned that she wasn't destined to a dull and boring life, but to a much more fantastical one, just like those that were in the fiction books she liked to read to escape monotonous life. She, Willow Ann Rosenberg, possessed great magical power and would be initiated to witchcraft. Just imagine her parents reaction. They had a witch in the family, someone who possesed real power and would become someone.
For three years, she stayed in Sunnydale's coven, learning spells, rituals, and just how to have fun with the other witches' child. She was accepted and even respected because she had a great deal of power for one so young and born from a *muggle's* family. Willow was totally happy for once.
Of course, her life couldn't stay that way. Her parents had to decide to move in London, England. She had to leave all her friends and the coven that had offered her a whole new life, a better life. She was back to the boring one... or so she thought.
During that summer, in August more precisely, she received a letter written in green ink, her favorite colour, just like her eyes. It was a letter from Hogwarts, England's school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was surprised and once again happy. Her parents were proud to know she had power enough to be accepted in any magical school. Not to say, her school supplies list was quite different than the one from the coven. She didn't know that witches and wizards from other places needed wands. Needless to say, Willow wasn't about to be rejected by other Cordelias who thought she was a freak. She would buy a wand and prove herself worthy of it. From now on, she would become a *normal* Hogwarts' student.
She couldn't wait.
But then, when she became ten years old, Jesse died and Xander moved out of Sunnydale. She was stuck alone, Cordelia still making fun of her and only her knowledge to help her keep faith. Her dull life had made a spectacular comeback and she could have done fine without it.
But then, at twelve years old, she was called by a local coven. A coven was, as she discovered, a group of witches. Willow's life was changing again and for the better. She learned that she wasn't destined to a dull and boring life, but to a much more fantastical one, just like those that were in the fiction books she liked to read to escape monotonous life. She, Willow Ann Rosenberg, possessed great magical power and would be initiated to witchcraft. Just imagine her parents reaction. They had a witch in the family, someone who possesed real power and would become someone.
For three years, she stayed in Sunnydale's coven, learning spells, rituals, and just how to have fun with the other witches' child. She was accepted and even respected because she had a great deal of power for one so young and born from a *muggle's* family. Willow was totally happy for once.
Of course, her life couldn't stay that way. Her parents had to decide to move in London, England. She had to leave all her friends and the coven that had offered her a whole new life, a better life. She was back to the boring one... or so she thought.
During that summer, in August more precisely, she received a letter written in green ink, her favorite colour, just like her eyes. It was a letter from Hogwarts, England's school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was surprised and once again happy. Her parents were proud to know she had power enough to be accepted in any magical school. Not to say, her school supplies list was quite different than the one from the coven. She didn't know that witches and wizards from other places needed wands. Needless to say, Willow wasn't about to be rejected by other Cordelias who thought she was a freak. She would buy a wand and prove herself worthy of it. From now on, she would become a *normal* Hogwarts' student.
She couldn't wait.