Chapter 1.

Jossie

Jossie was sitting on her bed; she had just come back from the hospital, visiting her mum. Her head dropped between her shaky hands, and the dishearten girl let out a sigh. 'This can't be happening, mum was never sick like this. She only got train sick, that's all,' Jossie reasoned to herself. She gave a new frustrated sigh.

Jossie was a sixteen-year-old witch who had lived with her mum for most of her life. Her father was a very rich man but they had no contact with each other what so ever. Jossie was pretty happy with her life, she went to a magic school called Aveloen School of Magic, got good grades, and had wonderful friends. The life in Rome was perfect for her, but she hadn't always lived in Rome. The first nine years of her life she lived in England but they moved to Rome because of her mum and her job. There Jossie and her mom lived contently for five years.

Jossie Johnsen has blond shoulder-length hair, with small curls here and there. Her eyes were an emerald green with a touch of glassy blue and her skin was silk white that contrasted beautifully with her long black eyelashes. Jossie had long legs, something that her friends admired but had chubby arms unfortunately.

The young witch's mother had been in the hospital for a week now but the healers wouldn't tell her anything about her condition. Her mother was an auror and worked effortfully trying to bring Voldemort down. Now, her mum was in the hospital, looking worse than she had ever seen her mum before. But the magical auror claiming that magic had nothing to do with this. Jossie was petrified what would happen if her mother wouldn't survive this mystical illness.

The phone rang, Jossie snapped out of her thoughts and got up. Picking up the muggle device, she heard a man's voice telling her quickly get to the hospital. She dropped the phone to the floor, and ran to the fireplace. The panicked witch quickly threw floo powder in the fire and yelled out the hospital's name.

Jossies POV:

This is the worst day of my life. I cried silently, not only did my mum...die today but now, I have to go back to England and live with my estranged father. My father who I haven't seen in years, who really isn't a real parental figure...like mum. Suddenly, I felt real tears stream down my face; I was alone in the world. I can only blame God for this, he gave mum heart failure. I know she would have died sooner or later from this complication, but you would think magic could of solved it, stupid healers. I can feel myself shaking in hurt and anger. I hate God for doing this to me, what have I done to make him take everything away from me?

Mum was an only child and my grandparents are gone, with mum now. I hope they keep her happy. Then there's my father, who hasn't contacted me in...now that I've thought about it; he had never contacted me. So why start now? One of the healers told me that he was contacted and he wants me to live in England with him. I have to leave my home, my friends, my life. I don't even have time to have to say a proper good-bye to them. I now must go and live with this stranger, why didn't I die with my mum…

One of the staff at the hospital took me home later, they said that my father would take care of the paperwork. I spent the night crying my heart out. The pain and loneliness in my heart ached and I couldn't stop. The next day, I walked around the house, reliving memories of mum and I, crying through the day.

I sat around kitchen table where mum and I talked about anything and everything when there was a knock on the door, bring me out of my stupor. Opening the door, two aurors came in and said they had come to take me to my father's mansion. They told me that everything would be fine, but I refused to leave my house, my home.

Weakly I tried to fight them, trying to hit them with objects and flinging myself against them, trying to make a protest about the injustice. They subdued me pretty quickly, then with a quiet accio they summoned my wand. One of the aurors grabbed my arms, but I kept kicking and screaming, trying to run away from them. The other auror grabbed my other arm and they apparated me to my father's mansion.