Life and Times of a Hayle

Preface

Magic. Do you believe in magic? Some muggles do, some don't. Even some witches and wizard don't quite believe what they live in but magic however, is real. Magic's in every look, every smile, every kiss, every wish and every spell. This story holds a very large amount of magic: many looks, smiles, kisses, wishes and spells. A fair few pranks and near-expulsions. Good times, and bad but all were magical. Shall I get started?

One. The Wolf and the Necklace.

I had never been a new student in all my life. I'd grown up in Heatherville and had remained there for the past sixteen years. My first eleven years of school were at a place called St. Peter's Primary School and there I'd been friends with almost everyone. My best friend was a girl named Julie. Then on my eleventh birthday I got a letter. On my eleventh birthday I got an unsuspected gift. On my eleventh birthday my whole life changed forever. My mum was a witch and I lived with her. She rarely spoke about my dad; she said I was too young to know. I never really minded not having one- I loved my mum with all my heart and she was all I needed. The letter I'd received was from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They'd warmly invited me to start my magical learning's there and to one day enter the world as an educated young witch. I was overcome with excitement; it had been such a wonderfully strange day. See that morning I'd woken up to something licking my face. It was a snowy white dog. I immediately gave it a big hug which it seemed to return fiercely. My mum came in with a wrapped parcel in her hand and near dropped it when she saw my new canine friend. I sure hoped she'd let me keep it.

"P-Paige darling, where did that come from?" she'd asked coming towards me cautiously.

"She was just here when I woke up, don't worry mum she's really friendly!" I'd chirped.

"Sweetie, sheis a wolf cub," my mum said in forced calmness.

A what? Then the strangest thing happened, my little wolf (?) looked straight into my eyes, straight into my soul and I saw things that were wonderful and cruel. My body was filled with a warmth I'd never felt before. For a moment I was blind but by God I could feel. I could feel every little thing around me; I could feel its soul. Then it all stopped and I could see again.
"Wow," I breathed.

At first I thought my mother was going to shout and throw out my little friend but she stopped and looked at me with awe and fear. I looked to her for answers but as I gazed into her warm, loving eyes I felt myself drift off. I felt the darkness sweep over my eyes and before I knew it I was somewhere else. I think- I think I was inside my mum.

"I thought you would understand," a tall man said to a younger version of my mum. She was still as beautiful as ever.

"Understand what! That I mean less to you than your blood status Robbie?" mum snapped viciously.

"I-I love you Bella, it's just hard and I shouldn't! It's wrong..," he continued to say. She looked really hurt, "But it feels so right."

Then my vision returned. I felt sick, oh no wait. I was going to be sick. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. What was happening to me?

"Paige are you okay?" my mum asked still managing to keep an air of calm.

"I don't know mum. Who's Robbie? I saw him when I looked at you. You two were talking about blood or something. You were younger too, I don't understand," I whined.

All the coloured drained from her face at the mention of what I'd seen. The little wolf cub trotted into the bathroom and placed her paws on my knees and I swear, she smiled.

"We'd better phone your grandmother," she said twisting her long, luscious hair.

My gran was a very wise old witch who knew everything about anything. So I sat on my bed and waited absent mindedly petting my new friend. Everything was so confusing. What was happening? Who was this little wolf? How did she find me? I thought back to what I'd seen. What was that? Was it a memory or something? My mum sure was beautiful with her long dark hair, big eyes, pouty lips and gleaming smile. I thought she was the prettiest thing in the whole wide world. Some birthday this was turning out to be.

Once my gran arrived everything started to make sense- as much sense as crazy can anyway. When she walked in she came over to me going "aah" and "yes" and "great power". She really was crazy sometimes but I loved her. She sat and whispered away to my mum while me and wolfy sat with blank faces.

"Will I name you?" I asked suddenly. She piped up and wagged her little tail. I thought for a bit.

"What about Anieu?" I asked.

She approved with a big face lick and tail wag. Anieu it was. Then I noticed something poking out from underneath my duvet, a necklace. I picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was orb shaped and on a thin yet strong looking silver chain. It had intricate swirls around its glass form.

"Mum," I said until her and gran stopped talking, "Look."

My gran came over with a knowing look. She sat down on my left and gave a loving smile as did my mother on my right.

"Paige sweetheart you have been given a wonderful gift and it is no coincidence this wolf found you. This is destiny in motion my child. You are young still but this young spirit," she said pointing at Anieu who seemed to very much like my gran, "will be your guide and wisdom throughout your life." I took it in for a moment.

"But what is it exactly, this gift?" I said puzzled. I hated not understanding!

"You have a strong spirit my little one and that is why this spirit guide gave its power to you. It's old magic my dear and old magic is most powerful. What you have been given is the ability to see into a person- their soul, their memories, their darkest secrets and desires. It is very seductive and dangerous but with training you'll be able to control it and with this," she said holding up the necklace, "you will be in control without trying so nothing like what happened with your mum there will happen."

She placed the necklace around my neck and I felt it press against my chest lightly. Why couldn't things ever just be simple? There was something else of course. My mum hesitated.

"Darling I'm sorry but with this happening with you now and when you're so young and vulnerable I think it'd be best if your grandmother and I home schooled you for some time instead of you attending Hogwarts," she said solemnly.

My face fell. I knew then I wouldn't be going to Hogwarts like everyone else, I'd be stuck in the muggle word forever. As those thoughts went through my head Anieu rubbed herself against me and I couldn't help but smile.

"Okay," I whimpered.

They both gave me encouraging hugs in the hope I'd warm to the home-schooling idea. The day went on, I had loads of presents and Julie came over for a big birthday dinner. When they brought out my cake I wished that I could go to Hogwarts after all but store bought chocolate fudge cake didn't have that kind of power.
Before I went to sleep that night my mum said, "Robbie was your father." That was the last she said to me about him for a good few years.