Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling, and sadly will never be. I do however own Stephanie Shelton and her family.


Prolouge

Stephanie Shelton was eight years old when her father died. She never remembered anything about his death, other then that one night he had left for the doctors, and never came back. She was nine when her mother remarried, and ten when her half-brother James had been born. It was when James was born that Stephanie had started being ignored. She was moved to the basement to make room for her brother, and no one noticed if she skipped a meal, or got sick, or into a fight at school.

The weird thing about Stephanie, was that no matter how much junk food she ate, she stayed the same. Thin with flawless skin and not a pimple in sight. She had clear amber-colored eyes, close to the color of a bottle of clover-honey. She had long dark reddish-brown hair, so dark and brown that it was hardly reddish at all. It hung in waves down her back, and curled when it was wet. In short, she was a very lonely, very pretty girl.

At school, she had two friends, Sara and Reed, they were like her siblings, and she spent most of her spare time at their houses. She was normally welcomed there, but one day on James' 3rd birthday, there was no where for her to go. Sara and her family were on vacation, and Reed had the measles. Her 'parents' had taken James to the zoo, but she didn't go, though she was half-heartedly invited to. That day, Stephanie stayed home, but that decision soon changed her life...forever...


That's the prologue. Please R&R. It's my first story on , and I am so proud of myself for actually being able to post it. I will try to update at least once a week, but school starts soon. Anyway, I'm going to stop now so that you (the reader) can click on the little purplish/bluish/grayish button below and give me a review.