AN: I do not own the idea for this story, this belongs to XxMixedXxLoverXx who put this out there that she is giving the rights to the story for someone else to write, which I volunteered to do. Although I have many stories to complete at the moment I have decided to start writing a few more, yeah I know what you're saying, more when she can barely finish the ones she has started… but oh well…

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters

Izzy POV

I was always called weird behind my back; I heard them whispering it in the halls as I walked passed. I had no friends to stick up for me… well I did but they decided that I was too much of a freak as them so they abandoned me, a everyone else did. I continued through school, keeping away from everyone, and becoming recluse, until my 1th birthday... that day changed everything.

It was a bright hot day- nothing unusual for Phoenix, where Mum, Phil and I live. Mu mum remarried Phil 2 years ago, and ever since then has had no time for me, well she never had anyway. At the age of 7 I was babysitting other people's kids, to get enough money to pay the bills- I was sick of the electric company turning the lights off, and to keep food on the table. Mum always spent the money Charlie sent for me, and was always out every night so I had to look after myself, I still am, even at age 11. While most kids are out having fun, I am working to put food on the table, what a life…

I still remember the day that Mum met Phil, I thought that she might care for me then, but she didn't, the only difference between now and then, is that he take off every night, only coming home at the late hours of the morning, having found someone else to party with. Phil has no kids- he a professional baseball player; one of the best… of so mum says.

Strange things always happen near me, sometimes things out of my control, but mum always lames me for it. Everyone does… All of the teachers ignore me, never asking me a question of acknowledging me, mums the same…

I came home from school one day to see Mum throwing my things into a suitcase, muttering things under her breath "freak… strange girl… always so stupid, can't seem to anything right…". "Mum… what's going on?" I asked stopping her rampage of taking my things "Are we going on a holiday?" I asked, as we rarely go on holidays, and when we do, I never come; Mum always forgets me, or even to organise someone to watch me, but I was fine with that, had always been looking after me anyway. "No… you are, for a long while… *too much of a freak* you're going to live with your dad for a while" she says while turning around and resuming her throwing.

And that was how I… at 10 almost 11 ended up on a plane flying to meet someone I haven't seem in 7 years, someone who was blood related to me and I couldn't even remember…

I woke up to being shaken awake y the hostess "Darling... the plane has landed now, you need to get off" the sweet faced woman, whose name tag said Carol said kindly, and she helped me grab my bags and find Charlie who was waiting anxiously, pacing the floor muttering under his breath "Stupid woman.. Couldn't even fly with her daughter…" his beard moving while he talked. "Dad!" I yelled running to his side and throwing my arms around his head in a hug, the smell of his leather jacket he wore for work oddly comforting. "C'mon Bella, time to go home" he said while reaching to grab my suitcase and holding my hand as he walked me to his police cruiser.

Months passed and I was settling in quite well, I had made many new friends and I often hung out with by best friend Jacob Black, our parents were friends and they often went fishing on the weekends, but never took us. Jacob, Rebecca, Rachel and I stayed at their house with their mum Sarah. They were so kind and had the traditional black hair, with dark brown eyes.

It soon came time for my 11th birthday; everyone was here to celebrate it with me. My friends from school; Mike, Jessica, Lauren, Angela and Ben; along with their parents of course. The Blacks were also here, along with Paul, Jared, Embry and Quil who were Jacob best friends, apart from me of course. Mum didn't come, not even a letter or a card or a phone call, nothing- I suppose a card will come in the next few days though, that is just how she is, never caring about anyone but herself. Dad calls her harebrained, and I suppose that is true.

We had a great party, I got lots of things I need; from my friends at school they all pitched in and bought me a book set that I really needed. From my other friends I got money; as they weren't sure what I would like. That was fine with me, Jacob gave me something special though, he gave me a bracelet with his name engraved into it, and it was the best gift I have ever gotten.

That night after everyone had left, a letter came to me through the mail slot, it read
Miss Isabelle Granger
Swan Household,
Small bedroom, second floor
Forks, Washington

I opened the letter, and it read:

Dear Miss Isabelle Granger,
We are pleased to accept you into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Please send a reply back with your response,
Sincerely Headmaster Albus Dumbledore

I took the letter in to show Charlie, and he turned white as a sheet and said "Was to be expected" before he stood up, grabbing the letter and throwing it onto the bench, while I sat on the chair at the table looking confused. After a few minutes of him staring out of the window, he turned around and looked me in the eye, before replying "Isabelle, there is something I kept from you… Renee doesn't know about this… But she does know who you are… You are Isabelle Granger, daughter to my sister and brother-in-law. Your parents are Keith and Margo Granger, and they sent you to live with us, for your safety." He then went onto to explain how my parents were killed by dark wizards; well tortured before being killed for information. And went onto explain how my parents met, and why it was too dangerous for me to be in the wizarding world.

After he was finished "I said one thing, I think I want to be called Izzy" before passing out into blackness.