Hi, this story is a direct result of my love for both Harry Potter and Twilight. I went looking on this site for something like it but found nothing so I decided to write it myself. It is a story about Bella, a muggle born witch, who is sent a Hogwarts letter in the summer before she entered Secondary school. The story will be all about her experience at Hogwarts and the friends she meets there as she becomes part of the wizarding world.
This story includes, in important parts, no original Harry Potter characters except for some of the teachers and all other recognisable characters from the Harry Potter series will not play any significant roles. The main characters from the Twilight saga will be the main characters in this fic as well as the villains, kids from school, etc. This is literally 'Twilight's' characters in the 'Harry Potter' world, no vampires.
This story is set after Harry's kids and all relations have left Hogwarts, so they will also not be mentioned.
I really hope you like it!
Summary-
Bella has never thought herself different or extraordinary but when an owl drops a letter on her kitchen table one morning she discovers a world more different and extraordinary than she could ever imagine. At Hogwarts she finds friendship, love and adventure, but, for a muggle born, the wizarding world may not be as safe as it seems.
Disclaimer- 'Harry Potter' and 'Twilight' belong to their respective authors. I had nothing to do with their brilliance.
Chapter one
The Letter
Bella sat eating her cornflakes and staring glumly out the window at the dull wet morning. She had never liked the rain. It put her in a dismal mood and made everything seem grey and miserable. Her mother, Renee, loved it. A fact which Bella never understood.
Renee was fluttering busily about the kitchen busily about the kitchen, singing cheerfully out of tune in her high clear voice. Bella watched her with a touch of amusement. Even though she was only eleven she had always thought that Renee behaved like more of a child than she did. Infact Renee herself said that Bella was born middle aged and became older and older each year.
'Perhaps that's why kids don't like me,' Bella mused stirring her cereal with her spoon, 'no...it's because I'm a freak.'
A few of the more horrible children at her Primary school had dubbed her 'The Freak'. The others just ignored her altogether and tried as much as possible to stay away from her. The reason was clear, very strange things happened around Isabella Swan, very strange things.
When she was eight years old her class went on a school trip to the zoo. Bella had been actually enjoying herself, especially when the class stopped by the huge penguin pool. Bella had been watching the funny little penguins waddle up and down when one of her main bullies, a boy called Brian Martins, came up and pushed her down.
Bella landed on the cold hard concrete floor, angry tears filled her eyes as Brian and his cronies laughed loudly at her. All she kept think was how she wished they were the ones being humiliated not her when all of a sudden three huge balls of water rose out of the penguin pool and crashed down on Brian and his friends, soaking them completely. The entire class froze in amazement, almost everyone had seen what happened.
Bella herself was not entirely sure what happened but she knew that she was somehow responsible, it was not the first time something like that had happened although it was the first time that it was so obviously something to do with her. The silence of her class mates around her had been deafening and Bella felt her face go redder and redder.
Of course this shock had been temporary, Brian and his friends almost immediately ran to their teacher Mr Banner who had not witnessed any of what happened.
"My Goodness!" he had cried after seeing them run up dripping wet, "what happened?"
Of course he had not believed their story and infact they were told off for jumping in the pool and telling lies about it by blaming another student. However Bella was avoided like the plague by everyone else for weeks because, like her, they knew she had something to do with it.
Anything abnormal that happened at school was usually blamed on Bella and Bella had to admit that the other children might not be wrong. Sometimes when she got very angry or very scared or wanted something very much, she made things happen. It was uncontrollable, she hated it, it made her a freak.
"Good Morning, " her father's gruff voice startled Bella out of her thoughts. Bella was very like her father in personality. Both of them were quiet and calm, preferring to be at home rather than go out on adventures, they also shared the trait of being painfully shy and were prone to blush at the slightest provocation.
"Morning Darling," Renee answered chirpily. Apart from their looks, and Bella definitely took after her mother there, she and Renee were nothing alike. Renee was loud and flashy and bright, she loved going to parties and was very social, staying indoors for long periods of time was almost painful for her. That was actually one of the reasons why Bella found it odd that she liked the rain.
"I like the sound of it," Renee had explained to Bella when she was younger, "It's like music, but wilder, I feel like I have to dance to it."
That was another thing that she and Renee did not have in common. Bella could not dance at all.
"Good Morning Dad," Bella said smiling at him as he sat at the kitchen table next to her. Bella loved her mother dearly but Charlie, her dad, had a very special place in her heart.
"Bad weather, eh Bella?" Charlie asked, smirking when Bella grimaced in distaste.
"I think it should be against the law for it to rain during summer," Bella said in a jokingly serious voice, "it ought to be sunny!"
"Ah, but let's not forget last year," Renee interjected, "We had that awful drought, all my roses shriveled up."
Bella and Charlie chose not to point out that Renee's roses had dried up long before the drought began due to a terrible case of neglect.
"Is there any tea?" Charlie asked reaching for the morning news paper.
"Oh yes, I made you a brew earlier but you slept so late that it got cold," Renee answered turning towards the kettle, "you looked so tired last night that I couldn't possibly have woken you...would you like some toast as well?"
"Yes thanks, if you don't mind," Charlie said.
"Not at all love," Renee said putting some bread in the toaster.
"Can you believe it?" Charlie said in annoyance, putting the paper aside, "The price of petrol is up again! Will it ever stop?"
Renee merely laughed lightly.
"Dad?" Bella said tentatively, "are you sure I have to go to secondary school? Mum's got a teaching degree, she could home school me."
"Bella!" Renee laughed , "I'm only licensed to teach Primary and I haven't even done that in a quite a few years, I couldn't possibly."
"Bella," Charlie sighed,"I know how difficult it is making new friends, but think of it as a fresh start, you never know, you might love it at 'Chilton'."
Bella knew she wouldn't. Half off the kids from her class were going there in September and she knew she was just going to end up being the class freak again. She sighed dropping her forehead to the table. Just then she heard the sound of the mail slot opening and a soft thud as a package hit the doormat.
"That's strange," Charlie said frowning, "There's never post on Sundays."
Renee shrugged looking out the window to see if she could spot the Postman. He was nowhere to be seen.
"I'll get it," Bella offered sliding off the chair and out of the kitchen to retrieve the mail.
Only one envelope lay on the doormat. Bella picked it up slowly, staring at it in amazement, it was addressed to her. No one had ever written to her before. She had no friends, especially ones that lived far away and no other relatives, that she knew of, other than her parents. Yet, here was a letter that was addressed so specifically there couldn't be any mistake:
Miss. I. Swan,
The Smallest Bedroom,
#17 Oakwood Pk,
Guilford,
Surrey
The envelope had a considerable weight to it, made of a yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald green ink. There wasn't a stamp on it anywhere. Bella turned the envelope over, noticing a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake surrounding a large H.
Bella slowly made her way back to the kitchen still staring at the odd envelope.
"What do you have there Bella?" Charlie asked noticing her expression.
"It's a letter," Bella stated, "addressed to me."
"Oh," Renee came came closer to peer at it, "It look's rather strange...I wonder who's sent you a letter, I suppose you should open it and see."
Bella looked up to see her her mother and father looking at the letter with the same curiosity she felt. Very gently she slipped her pinky finger under the seal, it peeled off quite easily. She pulled out the letter and read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmistress: Minerva Mcgonagall
Dear Miss Swan,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment as well as directions to Diagon Alley where you may purchase them.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Neville Longbottom,
Deputy Headmaster
Bella stared at the letter in astonishment. She felt as though something momentous had just occured but couldn't quite decide what it meant. Surely it was all some kind of awful prank, but then why did it seem so right. Something inside her felt warm and tingly, it made her want to trust the words written on the thick, heavy parchment.
"What do you suppose they mean by 'We await your owl' ?" Renee asked. Bella had forgotten that she was looking over her shoulder.
"What?" Charlie asked looking thoroughly puzzled. Bella handed him the letter wordlessly and watched as his eyes scanned it, growing angrier.
"Kids!" he exclaimed when he was finished reading it, "Don't you mind them Bells! Of all the stupid...humph!"
There was a long tense silence then:
"But Charlie," Renee said almost hesitantly, "What if this isn't a joke..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well..." Renee paused and glanced at her daughter who was once again reading the letter, "You know how we always thought Bella was a little different...maybe, this is why...there's something I never told you, I think I should now."
"What is it?" Both Bella and Charlie questioned.
"Well, it happened when you were about three years old Bella," Renee began, "Your Dad was at work and we were out in the garden playing with your toys under the apple tree. All of a sudden you looked up and saw the prettiest little Robin Red Breast sitting on one of the branches. You were so taken by it, wanting to hold it, asking it to come down and play with you...of course you soon got upset when it didn't. I was all prepared to explain how little birds are shy and afraid of people, when all of a sudden you started floating."
"Floating?" Charlie asked his eyes wide.
"Yes," Renee said, "Bella floated up and up till she was almost as high as the bird, I was just sort of staring at her in shock, but then I snapped out of it and started to panic. I didn't know what I was going to do but as soon as I called out to her, she came back down, really slowly and giggled as though it was the most fun thing ever."
"What did you do then?" Bella asked softly.
"Took you inside of course," Renee stated, "I was more frazzled than I had ever been in my life...I thought about calling your Dad but then I thought about how mad I'd sound over the phone, talking about floating toddlers, and then I thought about how mad I'd sound period talking about floating toddlers...By the time he got home I'd convinced myself I'd imagined it. You never did anything like that again, but then you went to school and your teachers would always mention such strange things in meetings and send me me notes saying that you seemed to be responsible for the most bizarre things. Of course I defended you but...I never could help but wonder...and now this letter turns up, I think we can trust it."
"So do I," Bella said before Charlie could speak, "I have a good feeling about it, this is the reason that everyone thinks I'm a freak...maybe it's just that I'm a witch...or a wizard, or whatever..."
Charlie stared at his wife and daughter for a moment before shaking his head bemusedly.
"Alright, if you two think this is right...well," he sighed, "I can't say I never noticed there was something special about you Bells...just don't put too much faith in this, just in case it is a joke."
"I know Dad."
"In any case," Renee said after pulling another sheet of parchment out of the envelope and reading it over, "This says that this Diagon Alley is in London, we were headed there next week for Bella's new uniform anyway so it won't be a wasted trip either way. What does that next bit of paper say Bella?"
Bella pulled the remaining sheet of parchment out of the envelope.
"It's a list of things I need for school," She said before reading it fully:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black with silver fastenings)
Please note that all students' clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phylida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size two)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat Or a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
"Can we buy all this in London?"
Bella had almost forgotten about her parents being there and jumped.
"It says we can in 'Diagon Alley'," Renee said cheerfully to answer Charlie's question, before moving to sit opposite him.
"I've never heard of it," Charlie muttered taking the sheet of directions from his wife's hand.
"Well I never knew there was a school for magic, but there we go," Renee smiled, "it exists."
"We don't know that yet," Charlie grumbled but began looking over all the information on the parchment sheets.
"Oh, look at this," he said.
On the back of the acceptance letter were a few paragraphs of additional information.
Miss Swan,
As you are a witch from a non wizarding family we have concluded that you knew nothing of Hagwarts School prior to this day, therefore I have included some information for your parents in this letter.
Hogwarts is a very old and very distinguished boarding school, known for producing outstanding students. It has been called the best school of it's kind for centuries. Within the school there is a strong sense of tradition and family, which helps our new students feel welcome.
Hogwarts is also known as one of the safest places in the entire world.
The school year has three terms and three breaks. The longest of which is the summer break and is before the start of a new school year. The Christmas break is two weeks long and students have the option of remaining at school or returning home. The Easter break is one week and students also have the option of remaining at school, however, for the Summer holidays all students must return home.
Awaiting your owl,
Neville Longbottom
Deputy Headmaster
"Boarding School..." Bella trailed off uncertainly.
Both her parents were looking at her.
"I think I should go," Bella said firmly after a long moment, "If I really am a witch then I need to be taught properly...and I don't think I'll ever really belong in normal school."
"You're right darling," Renee said squeezing her daughter's hand, "I always knew you'd do great things, and this is just the start of it all."
Charlie cleared his throat gruffly.
"You are right of course," he said, "and if this is all true...and it certainly seems so, then you should go, but I'll miss you so much Bells."
"I'll miss you too Dad," Bella smiled sadly, "And you too Mum, but I think I have to go."
For the rest of the week Bella analyzed the letters she had beens sent until she knew them all by heart. She could hardly wait till Thursday when she would be heading to Diagon Alley.
What do you think? Will get better promise!
btw...shout out to the Surrey girls out there! woo!