Hello! This is my first story on this site! I'm not so sure if I should continue it or not. For now, it's just an idea.
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PROLOGUE :
It had been two months. Two months since my boyfri- no, I take that back, EX. Boyfriend, sold me over to the dark side. My name? Emilia Lilly O'Malley. Yes, I am the daughter of the Irish King Of Magic. But guess what? That meant diddly squat in England, especially when 'the dark lord' was taking over. Oh yeah, I also have these amazing powers. Well, this is because I'm a Nymph. No, not the strikingly bright nymphs you see in ponds. I'm a wizard, but I'm also a secret nymph... Well, it was a secret until about three months ago. Thanks to Harry Golden-Boy Potter. He decided to scream it to the heavens in the great hall- DURING DINNER. Everyone heard, so secret no-more. I hated everything about Harry Potter, but I wasn't about to go over and bow down to 'the dark lord'. Oh yeah, and to make it worse, he who I shall not name (No, not Voldemort.) attempted to help me the whole way through the hall, out the doors, and dealing with people knowing for the next month and a day, exactly. I hate ever fiber in him, ever since that horrible day. I would get my revenge, on ALL of them. Treachery and betrayal didn't even begin to explain how I felt every moment in the past two months. And Likely the rest of my life. This is my story.