Chapter One
Everything in life happens for a reason. Well, at least that's what I've been told all my life by my wonderful, sometimes batshit crazy, step-mother. She's a very...spiritual person to say the least. Where as I, Stella Dallas, am a practical, logical, sane person. In spite of our different outlooks on life, I love her, she took me in as her own daughter when my Dad married her when I was four years old, my birth mother died giving birth to me. And it had been just the three of us for eleven years, till my dad died a month ago. So when my mother tells me that "everything happens for a reason" it kind of irritates me. But enough of that sad tragedy that is my life, I have some cool and fun parts. Like I attend the best school on earth called Hogwarts School Witchcraft and Wizardry, did I not mention earlier I'm a Witch? Well, yeah, I'm going on my sixth year in a couple days. It was a bit of a shock to Silvia, my step-mother, when she found out when I accidentally made my teddy bear float to me when i was six years old. Father explained that he was a wizard and so was my mother and their family, which makes me a pureblood, but my parents didn't like the way purebloods thought so they left and got married and boom had me and the rest is history. I keep rambling, I apologize, I can't help it sometimes. Mother got me this new Diary Journal as an early school present. So I just wanted to start writing in it before I go to bed. This is actually really nice, very relaxing.
"Stella! Are you in bed?" Mother's voice echos outside my bedroom.
"Yes!" Which technically isn't a lie.
"But you're not sleeping!" She calls back, before knocking on my door.
"Haha, maybe you woke me up." I said as she walks in.
My mom is a beautiful woman, tall, long blonde hair, bright green eyes, and small freckles across her nose. She sat down beside me and wrapped on of her arms around me. "What you doing up this late? It's nearly midnight."
I shrugged and set down my pen. "I just wanted to write in this journal you gave me. You were right, writing can be relaxing."
She smiled brightly, she always does when I say she's right. "Told you so. Can I read it?"
"Ha ha, no." I closed the journal quickly.
"You wrote something bad about me didn't you? How i'm a terrible mother and some dark satanic mumbo jumbo stuff didn't you!" She teased and started to tickle me.
I laugh and try push her away. "Haha stop it! Hahaha I can't breathe! Mom! Hahaha!"
She finally stopped and we both exhaled deeply. She ran her fingers through my new pixie cut hair, but I kept it my natural color which was black. "I really do like this style on you, fits your personality better. Especially with your glasses." She kissed my forehead and got off my bed. "Alright sweet pea, I'm glad you like the journal, but you should get to bed."
"Okay, I will. I love you," I said taking off my glasses and setting them on top of my journal on my nightstand.
"I love you more."
"I love you most."
Today is the day Journal. Today I get on the Hogwarts Express and leave for school. Silvia always hates this day. She gets so worked up. She grew up in a muggle school in America and you go to school for six or seven hours and come home afterwards. But here it's a little different. At least for Wizarding schools it is. Anyways! I'll get to see my friends Hermione, who is in Gryffindor House, Alexandria, aka Ria, who's in Ravenclaw like yours truly, and of course I can't forget about Jaime from Hufflepuff, he's an interesting person to say the least. But coming back of course means seeing my least favorite person, Draco Malfoy, he's in Slytherin House and an arrogant, selfish, womanizer, jerk. He thinks he's better than everybody cause his blood is pure, but his family thinks old school, that Purebloods should be the only wizarding people to be allowed to attend Hogwarts. It's Stupid! And for the past five years, he's always made sure to make my life miserable. His favorite thing to call me is Blood Traitor. Just because I come from a pureblood line but enjoy the company of Muggles, non magic folk like my step-mother, it makes me a traitor, ridiculous. Anyways, I need to get ready, mother is already calling my name to get moving.
"Alright Sweet Pea, you got everything right?" Silvia asked as she straightened my jacket.
"Yes, we tripled checked. I'll be okay Mother, I always am."
She nodded and pulled me in a tight hug. "I know, and you stay good. Be sure to write me everyday."
I chuckled and hugged her back. "I'll write once a week."
She pulled back and smiled. "Twice a week," she countered then kissed my forehead.
The train whistle blew signaling time to go. "I love you." I gave her one last hug.
"I love you more."
"I love you most."
"Stella, you okay?" Ria's voice broke my thoughts.
"Hmm? Oh yeah, I'm fine just spacing out." I smiled.
Jamie chuckled "So just the usual then?" he winked.
I playfully pushed him.
"I'm really liking the new cut Dallas," a voice interrupted our laughing.
We look over and there standing in the entrance way of our compartment was Malfoy.
I pushed back my glasses and glared at him. "Go away Malfoy, you're not welcomed here."
He smirked and looked at Ria and Jamie before back to me. "That's not very nice thing to say to someone superior to you."
"I don't see anyone of that status here. All I see is a low life scum, who'd be lucky to kiss my shoe." At this point I stood up to be at his level.
He glared at me, those icy blue eyes stared me down hard. "How dare you speak to me like that. Filthy Blood Traitor." Without another word he left and I sat back down.
Jamie blew a low whistle. "I still don't know how you can stand up to him. I only know of the Golden Trio who can do that."
The Golden Trio being Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, and the famous Harry Potter.
"He's all bark no bite. And even then, barely bark. He's just a spoiled brat who thinks he can bully people because of his blood status and wealthiness," I stated with a shrug.
He shrugged then placed his hand on my shoulder which caused me to look at him. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the funeral."
My eyes widen with shock at the sudden seriousness. Jamie was a lot of things, but seriousness wasn't one of them. But I smiled softly and nodded. "It's okay, not many people could on such short notice."
"How's Silvia doing?" Ria asked.
I shrugged. "She's doing as good as I am I guess. I think she's trying to be strong in front of me, and I'm doing the same for her sake to be honest…" I trailed off trying not to cry. Losing my father had been very hard. He was my best friend, we did everything together, and been through a lot together. "But, I'm glad Silvia adopted me a few years back, so CPS can't take me away from her."
The two of them nodded together. Then, there was a moment of silence.
We've finally arrived at Hogwarts, Jamie, Ria and I had to quickly change into our robes when we got the news we were nearing the school. Jamie gave us a hug and went over to the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall. Ria and I were about to head over to our table when we saw Hermione. We gave each other a hug and did a two second catch up before having to get seated. After all the first years got sorted into their Houses, Dumbledore gave his usual speech of welcome and cheer and of course added a small word of caution about He-who-must-not-be-named's return. Overall the first night was a success. Ria and I just finished our girl talk and going over our schedules. Luckily we're in Potions and Transfiguration together. Classes don't officially start till next week, but they allow a week to find classes and get the first years all settled. So it's nice to just explore the castle and relax before the studying begins. Well, time has drifted faster than I anticipated, so I'll be off to bed. Goodnight Journal.