Break Point

Chapter 1

Hi everyone! This is my first time ever writing on Wattpad and I am super excited to see what you all think about this first chapter of Break Point. Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I suck at spelling. I cant wait to see some of your comments and thoughts about this story and it would mean the world to me to receive some likes. I am currently on my summer holiday so hopefully I can upload everyday. Thanks so much for reading my story and keep your eyes peeled for some updates! Love you all x

As the sun streamed through my window, the alarm clock rang and my eyes slowly stretched open to reveal a new day. A light knock at my door was the last thing I needed right now. All I wanted was 5 extra minutes asleep before I unleased myself into a new chapter of my life. In my mind I speculated what the day ahead might bring, a  better life? Hopefully. My mother gently opened the door and made her way around the heaps of clothes and open suitcases spread across the floor and towards the edge of my bed.

"Ariella, you need to wake up. It's a big day today and you need to finish packing." My mother's voice was almost too happy, as though she was glad to finally get rid of me.

My mum and I used to be inseparable. I never knew my father but my mum said he left us as soon as he found out she was pregnant. We are all each other have which is why me and mum were so close. She has always been going on about how one day it would all make sense and how she would hep me realise my true identity. When I was younger, I never understood why I got bullied for being clever in the classroom or why people were angry at me for always coming first on sports day. It was only on my 11th birthday that my mother told me why I was so special. My family are all wizards.

"Ella, there is something I have been meaning to tell you for a long time and now that you are old enough I think the time is right to tell you."

"Yes mum?" I said with a mug of hot chocolate in my hands while I making my way over tot he sofa where my mother was sitting.

"What I am about to tell you wont be easy to understand but you have to trust me and believe what I am about to say, okay sweetie." My mum said gently

"Mum, you're scaring me. What's wrong?"

"Okay ... Ella" She breathed out a sigh. "You belong to a family of witches and wizards"

"Mum are you feeling okay? I can get you something if you need it." I giggled in disbelief

"No Ella, I am being serious. You're a witch."

"So does that mean ... Mum can you perform magic! Could my father perform magic?" I exclaimed

"Yes sweetie, both me and your father can perform magic. I met him while I was at Hogwarts, a school for witchcraft and wizardry and hopefully you will attend there as well some time."

"Why did you never tell me mum. Will you teach me all your magic. When can I go to magic school. Oh please mummy, please let me go!"

"Okay, okay. Slow down kiddo. There is something else I must tell you Ariella. You aren't like other witches or wizards. You possess a gift that is extremely rare for a witch as young as you."

"Oh, am I very special mum!"

"Now, now Ariella don't get too big headed. Do you remember when you were in primary school and that boy , Thomas was making fun of you?"

"Yes, I remember mum"

"And how you told me that you got upset that when you looked at him he suddenly lifted up into the air and shot right across the room and smashed him head against the wall."

"Mum, please don't brig this up again. I am sorry for what I did  but I told you I had no idea what I did wrong! " At this point tears were brimming from my eyes

"Ella, I was never angry at you. I should have known that that situation was going to happen and I am sorry for making you go through all of that. But you have to understand that this happened because you are an extremely powerful witch. Normally, wizards and witches can only perform spells with a wand. Even then it takes years to perfect spells. Some of the most extraordinary wizards cant perform spell without verbalising the spell, yet you Ariella, an 11 year old girl who at the time of this incidence was 8, can perform spell some 17 year old cant conjure. You have a rare gift Ella. It's known as nonverbal spells but it is extremely rare to see this at such a young age especially without a wand."

"Why am I different mum?"

"I am not sure Ella. All I know is that the spell you performed against Thomas was Stupefy, a stunning spell but I have never heard of it being used in such a way that you used it. You must be careful with your powers Ariella but at Hogwarts you will learn to control your magic."

"So when am I going to Hogwarts.  I want to learn about magic!"

So today is the day I finally go to Hogwarts. Four years on from that talk with my mother and not a lot has changed. Here I am, still sitting here at home. Mother said that I couldn't go when I was younger because she wanted to give me a proper childhood while I was still young. Secretly I always knew she was hiding something.

It was 2 years ago when me and my mother fell out. After I came across some old love letter my father sent her, I started asking questions. One day when I came home from school I found her crying in the bathroom, streams of tears pouring down her cheeks. I asked her what was wrong, expecting her to have her inpenitrable shield up, but she surprised me by breaking down into my arms and gushing all her amotions out to me. Turns out the huge secret turned out to be bigger than I could ever have been prepared for. My father was already married to another woman and made her pregnant when he made my mother pregnant. Not only that but my mother knew about his marriage. She is not the woman I thought she was. So I have a half brother. Great. Thanks for telling me mum. However nothing could I have prepared me for when I found out who my father really was. Mother showed me my birth certificate as she stood back to give me some room. The two words next to the word "father" made me shake. James Potter. I am the half sister of the boy who lived, Harry Potter.