I do not own Harry Potter or any other of J.K. Rowling's related characters.
I do own Daciana.
This is my first ever fan fiction. I would really appreciate reviews because I have no clue how it is going to go. Thanks! –Scar
Chapter One
I had received my letter a few weeks previous. I was on my way to my first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My father was pressuring me for Slytherin- "you must get in! Keep up the family honor!" While my mother said she would be fine if I ended up in Slytherin, but she would rather I ended up in Ravenclaw like she had. I didn't care one way or another- as long as I didn't end up in Gryffindor- my father would be furious.
I made my way to station 9 and ¾, I stopped, confused, between nine and ten. My father smiled down at me- "Oh, Daciana, you know better than that."
He stepped rapidly through a solid brick wall. "Oh, I totally knew that…" I muttered before stepping in after him. My younger brother, Jace, glanced at me. Slightly embarrassed, he looked away- then ran to me, wrapping his skinny arms around me waste. "Oh Daisee Imma miss you so much!"
He hadn't called me Daisee for years. I smiled and hugged him back. "Oh, Jace, don't worry. I'll write all the time! And I'll be back before you know it." I turned my voice to a whisper so dad wouldn't hear- "I love you, baby brother."
He smiled at me for a second, then backed off, his softness gone. I could see our father giving him a disapproving glare.
"Bye dad!" I said, hugging him lightly.
He glanced at me. "Goodbye, Daciana. Good luck. Keep out of trouble and stay away from the filthy mudbloods as much as you can." He gave me a light push towards my luggage and the train. I sighed. I wished he didn't have such a prejudice. My mother hadn't been able to come- she was at the Ministry, working already. We had said our goodbyes earlier. Now I had to go. I looked at the giant black train spewing out steam and took a deep breath. Little did I know how much I would need it.