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Chapter One: Chloe Mei Miller

My name is Chloe Mei Miller. You can say magic and I have a love-hate relationship. Many things in my life have been ruined by the mere utter of the word. However, I could never give it up. It is a part of me. Without it, I wouldn't have had some of my most memorable moments. The only way to fully explain is to start at the beginning.

I was born in a small village in Scotland bordered by the North Sea called Cullen. The population is roughly 1,500. That is if you don't count the many tourists and vacationers that own the beach houses lining the coast. I lived a very normal life. One without magic. I grew up in a small cottage on a small cliff overlooking the sea. The closest house next to mine was 2 miles away. They had a son the same age as me so we would walk together to school every day. Neither of us had siblings so whenever we weren't in school, we would be together playing on a secluded beach where the only way to it was a pathway near my house. We were inseparable. At the age of 7, I decided we would get married. He was my first love.

Everything changed between us on my 11th birthday. It was in the middle of summer, July 13th. so we had a party on the beach. My mum made finger sandwiches and baked me a very big, pink cake. We had lots of fun. My mum and da and other grown ups were relaxing on the beach while David (the love of my life) and I searched for seashells. Soon my mum called us in so I could make a wish and blow out my candles. I always blew my candles out at 7:51pm (the time of my birth).

"Alright, Chloe! Make a wish and blow out your candles!" My mum said loudly.

I closed my eyes. 'I wish to always be happy. And a pony. I would really fancy a pony.' I opened my eyes and blew out the candles. When the smoke from my candles disappeared, something in the sky came towards me. Soon enough an owl landed in front of me with a letter in it's beak. I looked up at everyone. There was a surprised look on everyone's face except for my mum's. She looked as if she had seen a ghost. My mum slowly made her way towards the owl. The pretty white bird jumped away from my mum's hands and landed on my shoulder still holding the letter in it's beak. It nudged me to take the letter. As soon as I did, it flew away. In my hands was a letter addressed to me. I opened it and started to read:

Dear Ms. Miller,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find...

Before I could read on, my mum snatched the letter out of my hands and stuffed it in her pocket. I looked up at her curiously. She mouthed, 'Later.' I nodded and went back to paying attention to my cake. Everyone eventually dismissed the thought of the owl and partied the night away. Actually, they partied until the sun came down. As everyone was leaving, David pulled me aside.

"What did the letter say?" He asked quietly.

I wasn't sure if I could tell him so I said, "I didn't really get to read it 'cause me mum snatched it away."

He looked at me like he didn't believe me. "I'll tell you tomorrow," I assured him. I showed him my pinky, "Pinky promise." He locked his pinky with mine. "Pinky promise."

We said our goodbyes and I rushed quickly to my cottage. Before I got to the door, I heard my parents shouting inside. When I opened the door, they went quiet. The only sound you could hear was from the sea crashing against the cliff. My da had his sleeves rolled up and hands in his hair trying to calm himself. My mum was in her chair hunched over with her tear streaked face in her hands.

I slowly walked to them. "Mum?" I looked at her. "Da?" I looked at him. They both turned to me. Both tried to put a smile on their faces but to know avail.

My mum got up and slowly walked towards me. She took my hand and led me into the kitchen. "Come, Chloe. There are some things I need to tell you." Once she said that, my father stormed out of the house.

"He will be back," my mum reassured me. I nodded my head. My mum then continued to pull out a box from a drawer in the kitchen. She pulled out a stick, pictures, books, and other things from her past. She showed me pictures of my grandparents, ones a thought had past away long before I was born. They lived in London. She showed me pictures of her and her friends during her school days. The pictures moved as if it was magic. When I asked my mum, she began by telling me she was a witch. I looked at her in disbelief. She picked up her wand and flicked it and muttered some words. Soon the pictures on the table started levitating. I looked at it in disbelief. My mum and I spent the entire night talking about Hogwarts and everything magic related.

When I woke up the next morning, I ran to the kitchen excited to tell my da everything. When I got there, I only found a letter written to me by my da.

To my dearest child,

This is very difficult for me to do, but I have left to travel the world. I need time to learn to accept your mother for who she really is...and for what you will become. My leaving does not mean I don't love you nor does it mean I love you less. I just want to learn how to love you more. You will always be my precious princess.

Forever with love,

Da

I looked up from the letter to see my mum walking into the kitchen. Tears stained my face. She soon rushed over and engulfed me in her arms.

Later that day, I went to go find David and tell him what all had happened. We met at our secret place. As soon as he got there, he rushed to give me a hug after seeing how distraught I looked. After I told him everything from my da leaving to a school that teaches kids magic, he looked at me with a face I've never seen on him. Fear. Anger. Disgust.

"What's wrong, Dave?" I asked him timidly.

He to one step back and looked at me in the eyes. "Freak." He pushed me down and ran away.

I sat on the ground covered in sand as I watched him go away. I sat in the same spot for what seemed like hours. Eventually my mum came to find me. She took me back home. Inside, I found all our things packed.

"Where are we going, mum?" I looked at her. She didn't look back at me. Instead, she pulled out her wand to shrink our baggages and put them in her pocket.

She grabbed my hand and looked down at me. "Away." Pop.

In one day, I lost my father, my best friend, and the home I've always known.

A/N: Hi all! I know I haven't updated my Scorp/Rose fic in a while. Kind of stuck on some things. But I had a dream about this story so I had to write it out. I'll update on the other story when I decide to turn on my laptop. (I wrote this story on my phone)

~xtieuni