Two Halves Of The Same Heart

Sophie is just a shy, quiet goody-goody muggle teenager who lives with her single mum. Chloe is an ordinary pureblood troublesome skilled and talented young witch who lives with her single dad. But when the two meet everything changes. Sophie and Chloe find out that their parents were once married and the two are two halves of the same person. Will the two work together to become one person or will they turn on each other and become two weaker beings who can’t live without the other?
(Note): Thanks to ATarnishedSoul for the amazing cover!


1. Sophie's Letter

Sophie sat in her bedroom with her GCSE Physics workbook on her lap and the end of her biro pen in her mouth. Physics was one of her most hated subjects at school. The question was about energy efficiency in the home.  One of the exact reasons why she hated Physics so much including being given summer homework.


“Soph, there’s a letter for you.” Her mum called from downstairs. “Coming.” Sophie called as she slammed the workbook closed and ran downstairs. The only time she got post was either for Christmas or her birthday. “Who’s it from?” Sophie asked when she got down into the kitchen. “I don’t know?” her mum shrugged.


Sophie tore open the envelope and read:


Dear Miss Trickett,

We are please to inform you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witch and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment. Term starts 1 September. We await your owl no later that 31 July. Also forgive us fro being a few years late.


Your Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress


Sophie’s eyes widened. “I’m a witch?” She whispered. “What was that, Sophie?” Her mum asked. “I’m a witch.” Sophie repeated. Then she mother took the letter off of her daughter. “Oh my god,” she gasped, “My little girl’s a witch.”

“But Mum,” Sophie protested, “What are we going to say about my Dyspraxia?”

“I’ll let them know that you’ll need extra assistance,” Her mum said giving her daughter a huge hug “I’m just so proud of you.”

Sophie hugged her mum back, buried her face in her mum’s bony shoulder and cried tears of joy. She finally felt different in a way that made her feel special. Since Sophie was three, her Dyspraxia (a motor skills disorder) had been letting her down. She could hold a pencil properly, she had trouble with throwing and catching and no one could understand her handwriting until Year Four. But now she felt good about herself. Not wanting to look back on the bad things in her life.

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