Well this is the beginning of my first story; I'm really excited about it and kinda proud too I guess

I think it turned out quite good if you anticipate the fact that I wrote most of it during lessons

I don't own any of the original stuff just Sphotanna, her parents and any of the things that don't seem familiar

OK enough of my rambling, on with the story...

Thousands of years ago when the world was young,

All wizards and witches, all living things spoke the same language.

But the human race thought they were better than the rest,

So they invented their own language and over time forgot about communication.

The gift of speech is now seen as a legend, a fairytale.

Only one child in thousands is born with this gift,

One child in thousands is a Rilir Elamia.

Excerpt of "Rilir Elamia: Fact or fiction?" Hogwarts library

Prologue

My parents, Pete and Sara-lin Nightlark, were very surprised when they found me on their doorstep. They were even more surprised when they saw my blood-red hair. And my mother almost fainted when I opened my eyes showing slit pupils and yellow irises. My father knew instantly, he told me, that I was a witch. No muggle child could have such eyes.

As a child I often heard the story of how I came to my parents. The only thing I didn't understand was my name: Sphotanna. When I asked my mother, she explained that, at the beginning they couldn't decide, she having wanted Apple, because of my hair, Pete wanting something sophisticated like Karin, don' t ask me why. But then a friend of hers, who had a thing for strange names, had come up with Sphotanna after seeing me accidentally make a muggle car explode. It was the only name both she and my father liked so it kinda stuck. My parents carefully kept me away from cars and such after that incident.

We moved to a big estate house in the country, where I stayed for most of my childhood, my parents' homeschooling me, while trying to teach me how to control my overly explosive magic. I often lost control and made things break, freeze, burn or get destroyed in some other way. However my parents never seemed to mind over time I started losing it less often until I could, at the age of 10, control it almost perfectly. Most of the time I didn't spend leaning, I spent outside in the meadows and forests surrounding our home, playing with the animals there.

I never told my parents, but I can talk with animals, they are my friends, the only true friends I ever had, seeing as I was never had good social skills and usually people were scared of me because of my hair and eyes. I grew accustomed to this however and it never really bothered me either. After some time I got the habit of always walking around with my head down when among other people so that they didn't see my eyes and cause a panic as it had happened often when we went to the nearest town to get the groceries.

All in all I think I had a very nice childhood, however my parents always fretted that when I started going to Hogwarts, I wouldn't make any friends because of my upbringing being so different and all. But when my letter came they were very happy for me, despite their fears and even gave me a present: a black owl with white specks on her wings, which I promptly fell in love with and who told me she was called Frost.

I couldn't decide if I was happy about going to Hogwarts or not. On the one hand I would be learning new things my parents were reluctant to teach me, but on the other I would be leaving home, my parents, my friends. I didn't even know if I'd make friends at school, or if they'd all be suspicious because of my looks. In the end I decided that even if the other students were mistrusting I could still find new animals to befriend and I began to look forward to it. The only thing I was still worried about was the trip to Diagon Alley to get my things, as I was still rather afraid of large crowds and I knew Diagon Alley was always full.

How was that for a first chapter? I know it was a little short and nothing much happened

but I had to get it out of the way so the real stuff could start

so please review and tell me what you think: what could I do better?, what was good?

I love hearing readers ideas, what could happen in future chapters, it really inspires me, please let me know you're thougts on it, thanks.

Icefire