Lover of the light

by assbutt-in-Hogwarts

Elise isn't a normal girl, even by wizard standards. She just can't seem to stay out of other people's minds. But when she moves to England and starts Hogwarts, she will have to struggle with herself and make the most of her time. Eventually OC/Harry Potter. Contains all seven years.

1. Chapter 1

Lover Of The Light- Chapter 1

AN: Hello! This is my first story and I hope you like it!

All rights and characters (except Elise and her mother, who I created with my own head) belong to J, K, Rowling.

I put the last piece of garment into her drawer with a satisfied sigh. Me and mum have been busy settling into our new home for the past week, and this was the last of my unpacking.

We have just moved to England from Sweden. My mum is Swedish and she has raised me alone. All I know of my dad is that he was English and he was a wizard. I don't even know if he's dead or alive. I have never asked any more from my mum, in fear of upsetting her.

I shut the drawer with a soft thud and walk over to my bedroom window that is hanging open as usually. I enjoy the fresh air and the slight coolness at night.

I lean out of my bedroom window and marvel at the beautiful view that is set out before my eyes. Our small house is just near enough to the sea, that we can hear the water sing to us. The first night we had arrived to the house, me and my mum, Mia just sat on the small porch, not speaking, but listening to the water.

"Elise, come here quick! I think I burned the food." I heard ear mum call from downstairs. I laugh to myself. After all, that's what most of my mum's attempts to cook end with – disaster. This woman just can't cook!

I run down the stairs and into the kitchen to find my mum splashing water out of her wand and onto the frying pan, where something black is sizzling and smoking. I snort at the look on her face, her long blonde hair that looks like it used to be in a messy bun on top of her head is now all around her face and there's an insane look in her blue eyes.

I open the windows to let that horrid smell out of the house while she does her best to clean up the mess she has made.

"I'm so sorry! I really wanted to make a fancy dinner to celebrate us moving in so nicely. Everything was going so well and then I thought I could make it go faster with magic and I accidentally set it on fire! I am just bound to fail when it comes to food." She looks so put off by her lack of skill, but I can't help but ask "You have never been able to cook. What made you think that it would be a smart move to start trying now?"

"I just thought that since this is a new place and kind of like a new beginning, that maybe I'd just get the hang of it. I know I was being silly, but I wanted to be a proper mother just for once. Mothers are supposed to cook for their daughters." she looks like a sad puppy by the end of it, and I momentarily feel the need to comfort her.

"It's okay, mum. Just because you can't cook, doesn't mean you're a bad mum. Thanks to your lack of skill, I know how to cook. You teach me important life lessons! Besides, you're perfect at everything else, so I think we can let this one little imperfection slide."

Mum seems to calm down at my little speech. She gives me a lopsided grin, mumbles something that sounds like 'little, schmittle' and moves to the fridge to take out a ready made meal for us to eat. Looks like I don't have to cook tonight. Yay!

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A few weeks later...

I wake up on that damp morning of July because I hear a light tapping noise against the glass of my window. I had closed it for the night because it was raining and as I groggily get out of bed, I see a brown owl looking at me with it's mesmerizing eyes.

I come to the realization that owls are damn awesome. I open the window and the owl flies into my room with a soft hoot. The owl is holding a fairly thick envelope and I take it as he flies onto my shoulder.

"Thank you, Robbie!" I decide that this owl is too awesome to not have a name and Robbie seems to accept his name, seeing as he is affectionately nibbling on my ear. I touch Robbie's feathers lightly and he flies away with another hoot.

With shaking hands, I open the envelope and pull out a piece of parchment.

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 Elise Lind,

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

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

I am still in shock as I pull out another piece of parchment out of the envelope.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black) 2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear 3. One pair of protective gloves (dragonhide or similar) 4. One 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 Goshawk A History of Magicby Bathilda Bagshot Magical Theoryby Adalbert Waffling A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore Magical Drafts and Potionsby 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, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

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

Yours sincerely,

Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus

Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions

A huge smile stretches across my face as I comprehend what I just found out. I am going to Hogwarts!

"Mum!," I yell as I make my way across the hallway to her room, where she is still sleeping. When I barge into the room quite noisily she gives me an annoyed look for interrupting her sleep, but that changes to joy and realization as she sees the smile on my face and the envelope in my hand.

"You got your letter? She shouts as she gets out of bed and grabs the envelope from my hand. She reads through it quickly and then wraps me into a big hug "My baby is all grown up and going to school! I think we're in a need for a trip to Diagon Alley. You're going to do so well in school, I just know it!" With that she starts twirling me around the room and bot of us are ecstatic. I can't wait for the first of September!

AN: Thank you for reading. Any sort of criticism or comment (AKA review) is appreciated. There may be some spelling errors since my native language is not English, but I do my best to fix them. Until next chapter,

Marie