Emma Wilson had always believed she was nothing special. She was a petite child, with grey eyes and blonde hair. Nothing about her outward appearance would even hint at being extraordinary, yet extraordinary was the only way to describe her. Emma was a witch, you see, and her whole world was about to be turned upside down. Based off of book 1, rated T because I'm paranoid.

Emma Wilson had always believed she was nothing special. She was a petite child, with stormy grey eyes and long blonde hair. Nothing about her outward appearance even hinted at something extraordinary, yet extraordinary she was. Emma was a witch, you see, and her whole world was about to be turned upside down.

The battle was finished, Voldemort was dead. Now what? A war never just ends, there's always the aftershocks.