Finding Destiny
Ok, this is my Harry Potter fic. It was origanally an Elijah Wood fan fic, but I decided since it's remotely related to Harry Potter I would post it on here. Although Harry himself, nor any of his friends or relatives are in it, it contians a lot of Harry Potter stuff.
Ch. 1
On the morning of July 23rd, Ella woke early with a start. She didn't think she'd been dreaming, but there was no explanation for her start. She rolled over and heard rustlings in the kitchen. Probably Daddy, she thought, he's probably starting his coffee. She sighed. She figured she was awake now; there was no sense in lying in bed for hours. She rolled out of bed and grabbed her fuzzy slippers. She padded silently down the stairs and into the kitchen, which was right below her room.
"Morning Daddy!" she chirped softly.
Orlando looked up from his coffee. "Oh, g'morning Eleanor."
She rolled her eyes. "Daddy, you know I hate being called by my full name." She reached into the refrigerator. "Daddy, you didn't throw out the bacon did you?"
Her father tried to look innocent. "Now why would I do that love?"
She sighed. "Maybe because you are disgusted when you find dead pig in your house?" She giggled and he tossled her hair.
"Your mother bought some before she left for the states."
Ella reached in and brought out the bacon with a triumphant grin. She pulled out a skillet and popped the bacon on the stove.
"Ella, you've got some post." Orlando handed her a yellowed envelope.
"Watch the bacon while I run upstairs for a moment," Ella said, running down the hall. She ripped at the envelope while dashing up the stairs. Who could it be from? She wondered as she stepped into her bedroom, closing the door lightly behind her. She tore the paper out from the envelope and gasped as she read the letter.
Dear Miss Bloom, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
She gasped, and snatching the scattered papers of the letter off her pink bedspread, raced down the stairs.
"Daddy!" she shouted. "Daddy!"
"What's the matter love?"
"Daddy, just look at this letter!"
Orlando read the letter, and she watched his soft brown eyes flame. "This is outrageous! Ella, pack some clothes. I'm sending you to stay with Elijah. I need some time to think about this..." he trailed off as he turned away.
Ella ran back up the steep stairs, with tears trailing down her soft cheeks. She wouldn't have minded being a witch, if only her beloved father could understand. She would've given up all her plans if only her daddy would still be there for her. But it looked like now she was being banished.