Could It Be Love

Could It Be Love?

This is the Harry Potter spin off I started in '05. I recently had it posted on Quizilla, but considering that gone to hell now, I am going to post it on this website. I realize it is not the best story, but its really going somewhere. This is a piece of work were I can see how much my writing has changed for the better. Keep in mind, this is an extremely foolish story that an extremely foolish that a fourteen year-old girl invented. One more thing you might notice is that I originally wrote the story in Second person narrative, so when I made the transition to First-person, I left out a few edits and changes. It makes it fairly hard to understand, and even I don't like reading it. Bt it is going somewhere great, I can assure you, and if you would like to take the time to read it, I thank you ahead of time for your patience for my multiple grammar and spelling mistakes.

The main girl is Bekki Sherry, who's been raised in a Muggle society by Wizards. She is finally sent to Hogwarts, five years late. Things start to change when she falls for the one who she shouldn't even be thinking about.

Will continue through books 5, 6, and 7.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, because if I did I would be special

RATING: T for now, just in case.

Chapter 1
Break Down These Walls That Are Built Around Us.

As I opened my eyes, the sun peered through my bedroom window. The light hurts my eyes, so I turned the other way and looked at the clock. As soon as I saw the clock said 7:00am, I shot up and started jumping and laughing. "Oh My God! This is amazing! I can't believe it!" I fell on to my bed with the biggest smile on my face. "Today is the day," I said to myself in a very cheerful manner, as if I had not blown past the entire summer, waiting for this one exact moment; the moment that would change my life. "Today is the day that I go to Hogwarts". I shot up again and was about to get dressed when I heard, "REBECCA RACHEL SHERRY! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Ugh. My mother. Her and my father had to be the most vile and cruel people I have every met in my life. Perhaps the entire world for all I know. She is a witch, and my father is a wizard, and together they make two very awful people. When I say awful, I mean awful. They said right to my face that they wish I were never born. This was probably because of the fact that I was nothing like them. I was thoughtful, kind, and treated everyone equal. They had also thought this was a horrible thing, myself being nice and all, that they moved to Canada before I was born because they were ashamed of me. Thus I was Canadian. I always wanted to go to a wizarding school, but my parents would not allow such things. Other than those two, I was completely disconnected from people in the wizarding world. Of course, they did have a few 'friends' over, and I was to be hidden at all costs.

My parents taught me what I need to know, by book. I didn't have a wand but not yet. I knew that I they were teaching me, and then I had to be a witch some time soon. So I went to a public school for the time being, or as these Wizarding people say, a 'Muggle School'. Whatever floats their boat.

I just got dressed into jeans and a comfortable long sleeve shirt, because it would be a long ride. Just as I was about to walk down the stairs, I paused. I heard about these houses, in Hogwarts. There was Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. By looking at my parents, who were BOTH in Slytherin, I had made the assumption that I DO NOT want to be in that house. But what if I was put in that house? It was bad enough that I had to beg to go to Hogwarts (probably got to go there because they were tired of hearing me complain), but being put in Slytherin too. That wouldn't be very fun. I was also 5 year behind. I was 15, thus I will be with the fifth years, which will make it hard to fit in. Not only was I not European, but my five years late. Hopefully I would be smart enough to stay there even if I didn't have many friends. I put the thoughts aside and went downstairs to eat breakfast.

As I boarded the train, which I surprisingly found, no thanks to my parents who dumped me and left. Shows me the respect I get, no goodbyes, no talk-to-you-laters, just a "get out of the car". I sat in an empty compartment in the train. As I started to drift off, some girls came in to the compartment and sat down, but I could barely keep my eyes open by then, so I didn't bother asking names.

The train came to stop after what seemed like 5 minutes, because I was sleeping. As I stepped out, an amazing feeling came over me. The castle was huge, and beautiful. The view was one that makes you want to stay there forever and watch. But the second wave of excitement reached me as soon as the thought came into my head.

I was free.

Free from my parents. Free to tell everyone I'm not a Muggle. Free to be what I knew I was all along. I was a witch, and all because of one, small letter.

As the doors to the Great Hall opened, I could not even speak; I was so overwhelmed. Everything was so amazing. It made me think of how I could even survive at my old school. After the first years were done being sorted, an older woman who wore glasses and had gray hair brought me out of my daydream. "Rebecca Sherry?" I stood up and walked to the hat sitting on a stool.

As I turned around, I heard people from all the table whispering. Not only did I hear 'I've never seen her before' and 'Is she new?', but I heard some of the students whispering about my last name. This major amount of talking and whispering between tables stopped as soon as a voice started, which sounded like it was coming from the top of my head.

"Hm. I see, I see." his pondering and pausing left me restless. "Kind, and loyal, and bravery all mixed together. Great amount of strength, keeping yourself together." Well I could have just told you this? "Oohh, Parents were Slytherin I see. Well then," I was so scared of what he was going to say, my heart beating at a catastrophic rate.

"You will be in-"