I was an average 11 year old girl, or so I might imply. I wasn't different from the rest of the girls in my class, except I may excel in my grades more than the others. Though, it didn't help my parents had died when I was 8. I only remember glimpses of my mother and father holding me dearly. And that was all I knew, everything else about them was a blur and when I though about them my brain ached probably warning me to stop, which I always did. So there death as you may expect forced me to go into foster care. Now, don't get me wrong my foster parents are great and treat me like family, but they won't ever be my mother and father. I never call them that nor will I ever. There was always something missing in me every time they forced me to address them by mommy and daddy. Oh, my name you may ask? I'm Nicole Earner, daughter of Lunar Earner and Ryan Earner, don't care what anyone says about my foster mum and dad.

But, then one day I wasn't so ordinary anymore. I wasn't the regular brunette I had become for my 11 years of life. It was almost school, September the 1st if I may recall. I was brushing my brown locks attempting to tame the wavy curls, though without end they still stuck up. I sighed as I stared at my blue eyes wishing I could be with my parents once again. Which though sadly I knew couldn't happened. I just wished there was some way to bring them back. Maybe if I was magic... I suggested to myself. Then I could cast a spell and bring them back... Only if magic existed

There and then the window that was place behind me smashed open creating a shattering sound. I gasped falling onto the ground as the glass collapsed onto the ground. Then I saw an owl perch up on the window sill. I stared at it in awe as it dropped a letter on the ground and flew away then, the window magically returning to it's original state,

"Woah..." I muttered turning my glaze to the letter scattered on the ground. I scotched forward a bit ready to grab the letter, when a familiar face burst open into the room,

"Darling! Nicole, my dear are you alright?" My foster mom asked frantically kneeling to my height, "I heard a terrible noise, what happened?" She added putting her arm over my shoulders. I swiftly smacked her arm away and grunted hurriedly stuffing the letter into my sweater's pocket, "Nothing... My brush fell in the sink" I lied standing to my full height, which was about 4"7. I waved, signalling her to leave. She huffed a sigh, obviously not enjoying that I was once again pushing her away. She'd been trying to let me give in to her for 4 years now with no success. What can I say, I'm a stubborn human.

As she left I shut the door locking it behind me. I peered at the windows and shut the curtains as well. I absolutely never got mail, since I had moved all my friends had lost contact with me, and so far I hadn't made any friends at the private school my foster parents send me to, plus all the mail I did get come by email or text messages. I admired the red waxy substance that held the letter together. It seemed to have an emblem of some sort and below that it held the words: Hogwarts. After looking at the emblem I removed it throwing it in the garbage, then I slowly peeled open the letter excited to see what was inside.

Then as the flap hung open I took out the fine piece of paper and unfolded it revealing the letter's details. I grinned as I began to read the words out loud, "Dear, Ms. Softman" I began scoffing at the last name. I was Nicole Earner, and I wasn't going to be called by my foster parents last name, though I continued with ease, "We are happy to inform you, that you have been accepted into: Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry" I finished softly. My eyes widened as I snickered quietly. Hogwarts? That sounded much more amazing than: London Prier Private School!

I leaped with joy as I carefully put that letter back inside. I sprinted out of the bathroom and down the household's stairs quickly grabbing some toast from the table, since I hadn't had breakfast yet, then I ran outside, ignoring my mother's questions and my father's orders to stay where I was. I was overjoyed to be moving, leaving home. Leaving town, leaving my stupid private school. I hated it here, despised it now I was leaving. This was the day I became un-ordinary, but yet the best day of my life. Or at that time.

Little, did Nicole Earner know that her family was a wizarding family as well. But, not such a good one. One with such power that there family was banned from returning to Hogwarts ever again. For, if they may discover their strength, and wield it at it's full power, the magic world may come to an end.

~A/N~

Hello and thanks for reading my first book on FanFiction: Secrets Aren't Always Good. I hope you enjoyed this first chapter and remember to R&R for it's very appreciated. Thanks!