spell bound

I was always different from other kids, even my own sibling. My mother was a witch she came from a prominent family, she had incredible magic graduating second in her class at the sorcerers academy. This academy is hidden in a separate realm that is connected to earth but the only entrance is a little region in Europe called Vik, it's a small town located between two mountains and meets the sea. The towns known population is only about 300 people but the rift between demotions lies within the mountain range that is where the real population lives. A capital city called Hella with a booming economy and population of what the rest of the world knows as supernatural creatures and where the academy is located. My mother didn't want to marry the man her parents choose for her so she changed her name and ran away. She made her way to America where she ended up meeting and falling in love with my father. She had to hid her magic and ended up losing it all together when she gave birth to me. Magic is passed down from the mother and the more you use it during your pregnancy the more of it you drain, which if you a child absorbs all that you have left you will lose your abilities all together. In rare cases it can return years later after having time to refill but that is less then 1% of the women who lose there abilities and once they are gone none of the children born afterwards will have any powers. My mother purposely made sure she would lose them by using her magic and draining it constantly while pregnant with me as once it's gone her family would no longer have a source to track her by. Every person releases a different wave length based off how much magic they hold and what there abilities are making it very noticeable if someone is releasing and using magic, and making it the easiest way to track someone. Therefor I was born with magic powers and my younger brother wasn't. I was always told to not is my powers and to just be average. My mother didn't want me to stand out which she realized would be a problem very early on. Most don't show signs of magic until there preteen year between 10-12 and your considered a late bloomer if you start showing them anytime after 13. My mother showed signs of magic at the age of 10 so the early end of normal, I showed signs of having abilities at 5 years old. If I was in Hella I would have been praised for being a prodigy and would have learned how to grown my abilities, but instead I was taught to control and hide them. Most have to draw out symbols and say magic spells to cast a spell, I had to learn how to do it all in my mind as my mom didn't want to hear the magic incantations and see the writing and casting she had grown up with. She also didn't want others to know. I got older and wanted to be able to use the abilities I had and part of me resenting my family for making me pretend to be normal. I could over succeed in school or sports and they didn't want me to draw attention to myself by my appearance either. Where as my brother who was a normal human was able to excel and my parents bragged about him to their friends and our family. I was constantly compared to my perfect younger brother and seen as a failure to others in community since I had to live in his shadow, unable to show my true potential and talent. Despite this I had a good relationship with my brother. My life changed in college though. My grandfather managed to track down my mother, he didn't try to bring her back with him. He simply made a request to take me and my brother to the academy and give us a chance to learn about our culture and where we came. He simply asked that we be able to take summer classes if we wished and be able to explore the city of Hella. My parents agreed to bring it up to us. Me and brother both jumped at the chance to travel as it might be a once in a lifetime experience, so the summer of my junior year of college and my brother sophomore year of college we left for Iceland.