Evyls Edges : Wishes & Witch Crafts

This is similar to a Harry Potter story, but none of the characters are located into this story. If your a Harry Potter fan (Like Me) You will probably like the book! I use some of the background ideas from Harry Potter (Like the settings/accents) Hope you enjoy! (Different type of Hogwarts school too!)
Evyls Edges seems like a pretty weird name. But if you know the town like the rest of these wizards, you'll know for sure that it's the most normal name known. Bandar, is the smallest town out of the counrtry, but with a big population Evyls, is a normal girl in her wizard world with a past that she has forgotten. And this is her adventure, putting that puzzle back together.


2. Welcome to Belgadmor

"Hey Evyl's get up, we're here." I opened my eyes, realizing for the first time I had fallen asleep. And then I noticed that guy, Michel Mayvrick.

"Yeah yeah I'm up." I opened up my suitcase, and threw my pillow in there. Michel and his 'girlfriend' were up in the middle isle. Michel grabbed me by the arm and pulled me infront of me. "Hey hands off!"

"I guess that nap wasen't long enough." The line began to move faster, and I pulled the suitcase behind me.

"Shut up Mayvrick." I pulled my suitcase out of the train, and stood by a bench not to far away.

"You know I do have a first name."

"Yeah, and I changed it." I crossed my arms, my suitcase leaned up against me.

"Look, I don't know what it is with you, I was just trying to make a friend." I bit my lip, feeling a little bad for being a jerk. But I didn't want to sound lovey dovey, that's gross.

"Fine." A cold hand landed on my shoulder. I turned around to find a heavier man, very tall. He had a long beard, and poofy hair. He was wearing a long black coat and boots.

"Hello Evyls." His low voice boomed, thank gosh the same accent as mine. Does everybody have the accent like me? I thought I would be some loner...

"Are you my mentor?" He nodded his head and smiled, as did I. I turned around to find Michel with his mentor, a younger looking lady.

"Well we should probably be heading over to my cottage sha'll we?" I nodded my head, and grabbed my suitcase.

"Hey Evyls wait!" I turned around to find Michel yelling, walking towards me.


"I'll see you at Belgadmor's School right?"

I nodded my head, "Why wouldn't you?"

"I don't know, I just get a little nervous around you." I blushed a little, we just met! And besides what about that one girl!

"You have a girlfriend I thought, you shouldn't be saying that." I said behind closed teeth.

"Wait what?" He paused and laughed. "We just met, and besides that was my cousin."

"Okay, let's talk not around our Mentors?" He nodded his head, blushing a little. He turned to my mentor.

"G'day Gravlin Ryken." And with that, he left. My mentor, or so now called Gravlin Ryken had his arm around me, while I dragged my suitcase behind me.

"So, where do you live then?" We pushed past many people. I was kind of happy I didn't stick out in my red turtle neck.

He laughed a little. "In the town closest to Belgadmor's school."

"Which would be?"

"Bandar, not very far from here either. Once we get out of this train crowd of people, you should be able to see your school."

"How did Michel know your name?" I was kind of being really weird on quiestions, but I don't know a lot.

"I was a mentor to his father, nice man he was." He smiled and patted my back, I tried looking over the crowd of people, but Gravlin was so tall, he was taller then all the poeple here.

"Yes, I'm very sure." I kept moving my head, trying to get a glimpse of my school. I had been transfered schools when I figured out I really was a witch. It's really kind of hard to explain, but here we go.

It was just those normal days you were hoping for, but for me something felt different. There was a tattoo on my wrist, thin looking thing, sort of like a bracelet. My step mum and dad were sitting at the table. I looked at my wrist, debating whether I should tell them. Only because I didn't have another choice, and it hurt very much I went downstairs and told them. My step father took my wrist and looked away. As did my step mother. My step mother had gotten on the phone quickly, and was talking to a man I could not tell of. I wasen't very worried. My step father and mother, knew what it was. They had the same on their wrists, but nobody in my school did. "Yes we'll be sending her on her way immediatley." My step mother said before hanging up. "Darling, I'm sorry." She said with tears in her eyes. "Please go pack your belongings into your suitcase, your going to a different school." I ran upstairs, really feeling no sympothy for myself or them. I began packing my suitcase, listening to their conversation. "Why did this have to happen so soon honey?" My mother said. "She'll be the youngest in her school."

That was basically all that happened, in just that one morning I had become a witch without knowing it. And that was only 2 days ago. "Gravlin I never really looked, but does every witch get this tattoo?"

Gravlin took my wrist, and examined it. He smiled, "Your a special wizard to some Evyls." I was now confused, I'm a wizard? But I thought I was a witch..

"What's that suppose to mean." He stopped me and stood infront of me.

"Evyls don't you know your past?" I looked at him confused.

"Yeah... I was put in an orphanage to be beaten till I got step parents." He laughed.

"That is not how we speak of our false pasts." He stood besides be again, and we began walking. "Thy sha'll find her past edventually." With him saying that, the crowd cleared up and I could see my school. Tall, castle like structure, beautiful. Now I was excited. He put his arm around my back once again. "Welcome to Belgadmor Evyls."

"The school that changes everything." I said under my breath.

Authors Note: Haha, on the cover of the book I put witches, as I did the title. But I was putting Wizard down for everything. And I'm like POP I just gave myself an idea. ;] Can't wait for you to hear more! COMMENT! LIKE! ADD ME! ADD THE BOOK! KEEP READING! :D

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