I only own Angel, Shelley and Steve. I am not getting anything for this story accept a release from my world and my step dad Steve. Enjoy!

Angel Lee Orion was a 16-year-old witch, from Canada. She attended St. Hardy's school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her and her mother Shelley Orion and stepfather Steve Roberts moved to Little Whinging, Surry. Angel isn't a normal witch though. She is one of the first Human/Phoenix's born in over 50 years. She only just learned last school year what she was. See, Angel had gotten into a fight with a pureblood witch named Whitney Faulcner. Angel ended up setting the other girls hair and skirt on fire and then pushed her into the Potions classroom for everyone to see. After that and all of her other pranks, her parents decided that she should go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to where her Grandfather was headmaster. Albus Dumbledore was his name. He had been her mother's biological father but didn't know about her till she was too old for school. So Angel is going to be starting her sixth year at Hogwarts. Angel like her mother and grandmother attracted a lot of attention from the opposite sex. Because of her looks she had gotten into more the one fights with not only other girls but she also has a habit of embarrassing a guy into hiding. Angel with her shoulder length, strawberry blond hair and bangs that go to her nose; and those hazel/green eyes that stay behind her metallic-red, oval glasses, shape her heart-shaped face perfectly. Angel was defiantly a pretty young lady but what seemed to get the male populations attention was her long legs and hourglass body. She had dated a couple of guys but ended up dumping their asses when they tried to lay a guilt trip for not sleeping with them. So now Angel finds herself in a small town in Surry. They had bought a nice little house on a street called Privet Drive; Steve had liked the name and thought they'd get a lot of "Privacy" here. Steve was kind of a grumpy man. Everything had to go his was or he'd through a tantrum and stomp off. Angel found herself getting told off by her mother too many times because she had made him mad again. Her mother would just ask for her to be nice and to try and stay out of his way. Shelley Orion was a nice lady and loved her child very much. Angel learned everything she knows about attitude from her mother. She also loved her mother more then anything and respected her above everyone else, but Angel still thought she had really bad taste in men. Angels father had been a wimpy little English man from Nottingham, he had disowned Angel because of the facts that she was female, exactly like her mother and showed no signs of being a witch. See Angel's magical ability didn't start to show till she was about eight and by then he was gone. As soon as he found out that she had been accepted at a magical school, he tried to suck up to her and she told him to bugger off in a very mean way. (I like her :P). Next came Steve, the big baby. Angel was allowed to pick her room in their new house, so she picked the biggest one with its own bathroom.

"Angel" called her mother

Angel had been looking at the house across the street, where she could see a huge man the size of a small whale chasing an owl away from his car. This time she looked when Steve yelled at her, even though he was like five feet away from her (he's a really lowed man).

"ANGEL"

"What" she replied

"Come get your crap out of my way"

With a roll of he eyes and a sigh, she walked over and started moving her boxes to her new room. It was a big room with a big bay window and bench under it and a bathroom with a bath. She looked around. It was pink, she hates pink.

"MOM" she yelled

"YES SWEETHEART"

"CAN I PAINT THIS ROOM ANY COLOUR I WANT?"

"NO" yelled Steve

"YES YOU CAN" her mom yelled back.

Then it started. She could hear Steve and Shelley yelling at each other down stairs. Next she heard the oh so familier,

'STOMP, STOMP, MUMMBLE, MUMMBLE. BANG, CRASH'.

Something had fallen and broken again. Every time Steve would through a tantrum something would break. Then her mom would try and fix it. Angel walked down stairs, and with a wave of her hand and mumbling

" Reparo"

The glass vase that was smashed on the ground jumped up and went back to being as good as new.

"This is going to be a long day," she muttered to herself

Then headed up stairs to start painting.

To be continued

Well here's my first chapter of my first ever story! I know it's not too exciting. It'll get better I promises.