Something new

Prologue

This is a life like no other. One that would either hurt you or help you. Annabell was a girl that everyone wishes they could know. With her dark red hair and dazzling crystal blue eyes. She was also the most kind hearted and softest person you could ever find. There's one thing that was wrong with her though.

She was born a muggle. She was the only non-wizard in her family except her great grandmother on her mother's side. Her father blamed his wife for the daughter's outcome. Saying she had an affair with a muggle. No matter how much she told him he was wrong and trying to make him understand he left without a goodbye. Annabell was eight at the time.

Her brother, Zacharias, only older by a year decided that day to completely ignore her. Not even speaking to her. Even going to the point as to act as if she was never born. For the next three years the ignoring and loathing looks were spat at her from her brother.

The one day he talked to her was to say a simple goodbye as he boarded the train to Hogwarts. She was saddend at this for he seemed to not care that she was envyous of him. Unlike him, Annabell had been the reason their father left. She was the only non-wizard besides her diceased great grandmother.

She was lonely the whole school year. Even though Zacharias ignored her she missed the feeling of him being there. He stayed at the wizarding school through all of the breaks to hangout with his friends. That winter was the worst for her. She had no one to celebrate it with, for her mother worked in the ministry and was away for the week. It was also the time that people from her school started bullying her over the break.

Annabell was excited and happy when the Hogwarts school was out for summer for she would see her brother again. She wrote him letters and tried to give it to his owl when it visited to deliver stuff to their mother, but somtimes she ended up with bloody hands from the bird attacking her. A trick Zacharias taught him.

Annabell waits patiently at the dinnertable as her mother rushes around the kitchen preparing a meal for Zacharias. This hurt her a little since she probably would be sent upstairs to eat because Zacharias never ate with her at the table. He either ate in his room or made their mother send her to her room to eat.

She jumps slightly as the door slams open to her smiling older brother. He doesn't even cast a look at her. She is surprised when he sits at the table with her.

"Mother! You should have been there! I made so many friends. It was a first that I've seen so many wizarding folk." He casts a look at Annabell, continuing, "I also learned how to ride a broom and how to do some spells!"

Their mother smiles sweetly at her son "That's wonderful! maybe some of your friends can visit. Why don't you write to them now?"

Zacharias nods "I will, but first I want to take Annabell out for ice cream is that okay?"

Said girl looks up surprised at the question. Their mother does also.

"Oh, of course. Just don't come home too late."

Zacharias nods to her and drags Annabell out by her arm. She looks at him slightly confused, but doesn't object since this is the first sincere thing he's done for her.

_One Hour Later_

Annabell looks around scared and crying. She could hear sirens in the distant heading their way. She glances down at the iron bar that was entered in her stomach from a nasty prank planned by her brother that went wrong.

"Annabell!" she heard a familiar voice scream. It belonged to her beloved mother. "Zacharias what happend!" She screams tears now spilling down her face as she looks at her daughter laying on the ground all broken and bleeding.

Her brother sniffles as he wipes his eyes at the site of his sister. After all he put her through this happend, "It was just a prank. It wasn't ment to hurt her."

Annabell shivers at the word prank. She wishes nothing more than to rid her mind of the word. Who would ever plan somthing that could turn out like this? She sees the ambulance pull in and the paramedics rushing to her right before she passes out.