'Scarlett, listen to me.' my uncle started in a kind voice. ' I know you're supposed to attend your fifth year at Hogwarts, but your aunt and I have been thinking and we have decided that we can't let you go. I know what you're thinking, but no, it's too dangerous. Your father would-'

Mention of my father stirred me from my shocked silence.

'My father would have wanted me to go.' I said icily. Despite my cold exterior, my uncle remained calm and gentle; this irritated me to no end.

'Please try to understand, I'm sure your father would have wanted me to go, but with all these killings and attacks on muggleborns, I'm not sure it's very wise to do so.'

'Please don't…'my voice trailed off.

'No, Scarlett.'my uncle stopped me firmly. Then he continued in a gentler, 'I'm sorry, but I can't. We've decided to enroll you into the same boarding school as Jared, start packing, I have to drop Anjie off to ballet classes, and then I'll come and get you. We can shop for all the things that you need. Your train leaves tomorrow in the evening. I'll be back in an hour.' My uncle explained, I nodded numbly in response, then he stood up and kissed the top of my head and softly whispered that it was for the best.

After he walked out of the room I sat silently on the couch as my brain tried to process what had happened. The prospect of being permanently separated from my world made me feel sick. Only there had I felt like I truly belonged. But my uncle was right, the logical voice at the back of my head said. My mum and dad had been murdered a year ago by Theodore Nott. Despite Voldemort being gone, some death eaters still remained loyal. Since then I had been living with my aunt and uncle. They treated me like their own daughter, and had two children of their own, Jared who was a month older than me and Anjie who was 10.

I had been the first witch in the family and like my parents they had been delighted to have a witch in the family. Hagrid had helped me and my parents get to platform 9 ¾ in my first year. On the train I had found a compartment which was Almost empty, save for one platinum blonde boy. I had timidly asked him if I could sit with him ,and he had sadly asked me if I was sure that I wanted to sit with him, I had told him that I saw no reason not to, at that he had looked surprised and asked me if I didn't know who he was, when I shook my head he broke into a grin, held out his hand and introduced himself as Scorpius Malfoy, a few minutes later a curly red haired girl and a raven haired boy stood at the door. They asked us if we could sit with them as every where else was full. Finally when they had placed their trunks and settled in they introduced themselves as Rose Weasley and Albus Potter. Rose then revealed that her father had asked her to stay away from Scorpius but he seemed really nice and she'd learned not to judge a book by its cover. At this Scorp blushed a bright pink while me and Al laughed. Then and there I found my three best friends. Al and Scorp got sorted into Slytherin while me and Rose got into Gryffindor. I spent at least half of my summer break at the burrow as each year Rose invited me and Al invited Scorp for two weeks each summer. I had become friends with the whole clan eventually, I could even bear James, who could be quite charming when he wanted to. He mockingly flirted with me and I played along. Scorp's house was just a few blocks away from my hou-Wait a minute! That gave me an idea. I ran up to my room and grabbed a small bag which Hermione Weasley nee granger had given to me on my birthday. It had an undetectable extension charm. Then I ran to my uncle's room and grabbed the key to the closet which kept all my wizarding stuff, including my wand, broom and books. I put all of them in my bag and quickly walked to Scorp's house.

Sensing the presence of a witch, his house-elf Ivy opened the door 'Oh miss Havens! Ivy was wondering when you would come. Master Scorpius has been talking about you. Would you like anything to eat? Ivy made chocolate chip cookies.'

'No thanks Ivy' I smiled, I liked her, and she looked well cared for and happy.

'Could you call Scorpius? I'm in a hurry.'

'No need Ivy,'a smooth voice behind me drawled. I turned around and wrapped my best friend in a bear hug. He lifted me up and spun me around.

'SCORP!' I laughed.

'Scar! How are you?'

'Fine. Look,I need your help'

'What's up?'

'Well….i know you're gonna freak, but please don't freak I really need someone to support me…'I rambled.

'Just tell me what's wrong. I won't freak'

'Promise?'

'Promise.' He smiled assuringly.

'My Aunt and uncle don't want me to go back to Hogwarts'

'WHAT!?' he exploded. I flinched at his tone.

'You promised you wouldn't freak' I said.

'But how can they do that? I'm gonna give em a piece of my mind' he said rolling up his sleeves.

'Oh no your not.'

'Whyyyyy not?' he whined like a child.

'Well, for starters they don't know you're a wizard, secondly they're just trying to protect me, plus you didn't think I was going to go down without a fight, did you?'

'Ahhhh, there's the Scar we know and love. So what did you have on mind?'

'Could you ask your mum to cast a copying charm on a few of my things?'

'Sorry, Mum's not home, neither is Dad, I could do it if you like?'

'No, you'll get in trouble….could you ask Ivy'

'Sure, hey Ivy, could you copy all these things?'

'Yes master, ofcourse'.She snapped her fingers a few times and everything was done. I thanked ivy, gave Scorp another hug and promised to contact him as soon as possible.

I put every thing into my bag and went back home, I put the fake things back in the cupboard, put the key back on my aunt's bedside and packed my stuff. I put all the real stuff into my bag and packed the rest of my stuff, all my muggle clothes and books. I put my gringotts key and the galleons I had into my rucksack. Despite being muggles, my parents had left quite a lot, so that I was well provided. Once I was 18, I would have custody of my parents' home. After I had packed everything, I went downstairs and fell asleep on the couch. A little while later I felt a hand on my forehead. I saw my uncle standing in front of me

'Scar, are you okay? You feel a little feverish…'

'Yeah, im fine' I mumbled. I stood up abruptly and started walking upstairs, I heard my uncle calling me but I pretended not to hear.