Expectations

A/N: Yes. The summary was probably the worst summary in the history of summaries. However, I only had a limited amount of characters, so it's not entirely my fault. Basically it's about this girl, Katelyn Vilarus (pronounced vil-uh-roose) who was told all throughout her life that she was just like her mother, Kalaya (Kuh-lay-uh). She accepted that and even wanted to be like her mom. That is...until her mom had a mental breakdown. That kinda messed things up. So then 5 years later, she finds out that not only is she a witch, but her mom was too! Her mom is famous in the wizarding world! So, of course, she is famous at Hogwarts. Just not as famous as HP, obviously. So then she gets to Hogwarts and all she hears is "Oh, you're just like your mother!" "You're just as brilliant as your mother!" "Your mother would be proud!" That would be ok...if her mom wasn't in the freaking mental hospital. But nobody knows that because she is in a muggle mental hospital. Only Dumbledore knows that because he was there. But, obviously, he kept it a secret in case Katelyn ended up coming to Hogwarts (for a while there, he thought it wasn't gonna happen). If he had said anything, it basically would have made her life really hard and Dumbledore wouldn't do that. Especially not to the daughter of one of the brightest students to ever come to Hogwarts. She does make friends with the Golden Trio. I mean, come on, who else but Malfoy isn't friends with them? But, if you paid any attention at the bottom of the story, she falls for dear Draco :). Sorry, but I like him and Katelyn is...well...basically me. Except that my mom didn't have a mental breakdown haha. She doesn't really look like me...ok she doesn't look like me at all, but her personality is definitely me (or, in some cases, what I wish it was :P). So enough rambling, on with the show!

I was nine years old when it happened. My mom was giving a big presentation about some new energy drink she had created. I don't even remember the name of it now. My mom was so smart, always coming up with new formulas and new flavor combinations for new drinks. My dad, friends, and neighbors all thought I would grow up to be just as successful as her because I had her brains. I also had her looks; the spitting image of my mother. Up until that day, I had wanted to be like her. When I saw her leave, I noticed something was wrong. Mom was never nervous when she had a presentation. But this morning, she looked petrified. I went over to give her a hug and a kiss for good luck like I always did. She smiled, but I could tell it didn't help. I asked if she wanted me to go with her. She said I could; it was a Saturday, after all. As we were driving, I could tell my presence wasn't calming her nerves. Suddenly she started to swerve.

"Mom! What are you doing?" I yelled. She started laughing and it was really creepy. It freaked me out even more.

"Don't worry, Katie. I'm a witch! Even if we crash, I can heal us!" She started turning the wheel harder and laughed louder. I was so scared, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Mom, you're gonna get us killed!" I heard police sirens in the background and was slightly relieved when my mom pulled over.

"Ma'am, have you had any drinks this morning?"

"How dare you!" Mom shouted back. "Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Kalaya Vilarus! The best damn potion maker in the history of the wizarding world!" Naturally, this made the officer suspicious. I, on the other hand, was trying to figure out where the heck all this was come from. The officer asked her to take a breathalyzer test. My mom took out a wooden stick and yelled something, but I couldn't understand it. There was a flash of green light and the officer fell down. Then, out of nowhere, five more people appear and start yelling things at my mom. She got out of the car to fend them off. There were random flashes of light flying everywhere! I took a closer look at the new people and noticed that they had sticks similar to my mom's. Quickly, I got out of the car.

"Stop! There's a child!" The yelling and lights immediately stopped. One of the strange people stepped toward me and I took a step back out of fear. He knelt down and then he wasn't so scary anymore. He had a long, grey beard and looked old enough to be my grandpa.

"You must be Katelyn. You've grown quite a bit since I saw you last." The old man laughed a little.

"Who…who are you?"

"I am a friend of your mother's. Of course, I wouldn't expect you to remember me. Last we met, you were barely a year old." He sighed and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Listen, Katelyn. What your mother just did was a bad thing. A very bad thing. She is going to have to go with my friends."

I glanced around at his "friends" 2 of which were holding my mom. I saw the officer on the ground, who still hadn't moved.

"Is he…" The man with the beard nodded.

"He is no longer with us."

My mom just killed someone. Right in front of me. It was way too much to take in.

"Come. I'll take you back home." He gave a nod to the others who disappeared, taking my mom and the dead officer with them. The bearded man took my hand and we started to walk back.

It was a long, silent, and awkward walk back. When we were almost at my house, the man broke the silence.

"Katelyn. I need you to do me a really big favor, alright?" I just nodded in reply. "Do not tell your father what you saw today. Do not tell him you saw your mom kill the officer and do not mention my friends, ok? Whatever I tell your father, that is what you agree with. Nothing else. Promise me that." I didn't want to lie to my dad. It just wasn't right! Then again, how was I supposed to explain what I saw? Even if I did, he probably wouldn't believe me.

"Ok. I promise. But…why?"

"You'll understand in due time, Katelyn."

Soon we arrived at my house. The man knocked on the door. My father looked surprised when he answered.

"Albus? What brings you here?" Albus? So Dad knows him. That's comforting.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Fredrick. Especially on today. I know this was a big day for Kalaya."

"What is it? What's happened?"

"I'm afraid that on her way to the presentation, she had a mental breakdown. "