Today I got a Letter form Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Mother wants me to go, like she and Daddy did, but I don't want to leave her, London, or the club, Black and White. I was raised here, furs and all. As soon as I could walk, I would run around the club at night, and was quickly the crown jewel of the club. All the regulars knew me, and every year on my birthday, they each would bring a gift for me, then we would party all night.

All I know about my father is that he is a Wizard, went to Hogwarts, was in Slytherin, {like mum} and died two months from my second birthday. I don't know why I don't remember him, but I stopped asking who he was when I was four and a half, because every time I did, Mum would break down in tears, something no one but I see. She is really actually Sadistic, Ruthless, and Cruel. If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will... Except me. I am literally her miniature, we act, speak, and think alike. I couldn't ask for a more perfect mother. So I guess I will be off to Hogwarts in two days. Maybe we will go to Diagon and Nocturne Ally to get supplies today...
"Darling! Time to go To Diagon Ally!" Mum shouted up at me.
"Coming Mummy" I shouted back, as I grabbed my purse, lipstick, pulled on my boots, and hopped in shotgun. We drove to the Leaky Cauldron, and entered the Alley that way. Then we split up, due to meet back at Madame Malkin's Robes in an hour, to get school robes. What a fun (and slightly exhausting) day it would be!