Anastasia rose early even though she was well into summer vacation, she still forgot that she was back home and no longer at school. None the less, Anastasia would have liked to be at school rather than here. She wouldn't see all my ASMS (American School of Magical Studies) friends until September, and until then she got to spend the entire summer with her Uncle Brian, Aunt Cecile. Well, they're not her 'real' aunt and uncle, they were my parent's best friends (to this day she still doesn't know why) and when her parents died, she got sent to America to live with them.

Anastasia lay in bed, staring out of the skylight on the ceiling, trying to fall back asleep so she wouldn't have to go downstairs. It's not that her aunt and uncle are cruel or anything, they're just not exactly the most friendly type. No kids, they're absorbed in themselves, and they don't understand the concept of having a kid around. Occasionally she wishes her parents were still around, but they were the same kind of people. Except they weren't the best type of wizards, they were strong supports of, oh what was his name again, Voldermort something. . . Lord Voldermort, that's it. Voldermort had a pretty cruel view on how the wizarding world should be run, and my parents agreed with him. They're association with him may have lead to their death, she's not sure though, Anastasia was only four when it happened.

Anastasia had really wanted to the British wizarding school, but her aunt and uncle had insisted that she stay stateside. Every summer Anastasia had begged them to allow her to Hogwarts and every year they said no. She hope this summer would be different. At that moment there was a soft knock on her door and her Aunt Cecile entered.

"Anastasia, dear, would you please put on your robe and come downstairs your uncle and I would like to talk to you. Emily had started breakfast so come quickly."

"Alright, I'll be down soon ma'am." Anastasia I replied. She rolled out of bed and slipped on her slippers and found her linen periwinkle robe and put it on. She washed her face, brushed her teeth, pulled her long blonde hair back. Alright, so her hair isn't naturally blonde, it's really a chocolate brownish black, but she prefers Marilyn Monroe blonde, and it's so easily to color hair with magic.

Anastasia walked slowly down the spiral staircase watching the occupants of the pictures move in their frames. She paused when She saw one of her parents, they were standing with a boy, maybe eleven, standing in front of a train. Even though she must have passed this picture a thousand times, Anastasia never noticed the boy. She made a mental note to ask her Aunt and uncle about it.

Anastasia entered the kitchen and sat down at the table with her aunt and uncle, Brian was just finishing up summoning over breakfast from the counter top.

'"Morning," She yawned.

"Good morning Anastasia, sleep well. Did you sleep well?" Her Uncle Brian asked.

"Yes, Uncle."

"Brian," My aunt said giving my uncle 'the look', "We need to talk about it now, put down you paper."

"Right you are Cecile, Anastasia your aunt and I have been talking. We've decided that if you still want to you may attended Hogwarts this year. Before you say anything there are things I need to tell you. The Lord your parents supporting is rising, be on your guard. Also, take care with who you are friends with and who you are enemies with. Lastly, as much as your parents requested you not be told this, I must, people will surely suspect things at school. You have a older brother, I do not know much about his ware abouts, all I know about him is from the Headmaster of the school. He tells me you brother, Sirius Black, who I must tell you was well out of school at the time of your birth, is in hiding after being falsely charged with a crime. He did not find in necessary to tell me any more, or that you need to know more. Merely be aware that you had a brother, and your parents disowned him when he ran away, a year before you were born. Your aunt and I will take you to London; we leave tomorrow, and will stay with you until you leave for school."

Anastasia was speechless, trying to absorb all the information she had just been given was hard. She had a brother, that's who the boy was. More importantly Anastasia was going to Hogwarts! She ran toward her uncle and gave him the biggest hug.

"Oh uncle! Thank you so much! I couldn't be happier!"

"I'm glad you are happy my dear. You have a lot to do before we leave tomorrow. I suggest you start packing. Lord knows you have enough stuff."

She likewise hugged my aunt and ran upstairs. Anastasia could not remember being this happy, ever!