It was a hot summer afternoon. The humidity stuck to my face like a hot paste, and my long hair was flipped over the side of my bed so it didn't hug my neck. I just laid there on my green and brown quilt, the one that I've had for years, and I contemplated going outside into the garden to jump in the cool sweet river.

I groaned, it was too hot to do anything, and my mother wasn't at home to put an enchantment to make it cooler.

Enchantment...huh...I never really gave much thought on how much that word meant to me now. It excited me, being a young witch. The strong wizard blood had run through my family for generations. The Tonnies. My grandfather's voice ran into my head, "Us Tonnies are as old as Hogwarts itself, and we are by far one of the most influential and important wizard family in all of Europe."

That was the speech I had gotten when I received my Hogwarts acceptance letter. Everyone in my family was so proud. All I worried about was the smile on my uncle's face.

My Uncle Ben was the most important thing in my life. More so than my mother. He was the first one who taught me to ride a broom, the one to always take me to the tournaments, the one who bought me whatever I wanted, because I was his Princess.

I hadn't realized I drifted off into an uneasy nap until I felt the night wind flow through my window.

My head then started to pound, I shouldn't have taken that nap. Slowly, I sat up. There was a rustling noise going about downstairs. My mom must've just gotten home. I slowly slumped off my bed, moving quietly to my door. I put my ear to the cool wood, listening to what was going on downstairs.

I heard my mom laughing, she must've brought someone home. Again.

My mother was what some muggles might call, a whore. Not one that you pay or anything. She just liked sex. Too much sex at that. I once saw that she had brought two guys over instead of the usual one. It sickened me. Here I was in my fourth year of school and I hadn't even gotten a second glance from any guys, and then there was my mom, who could have anyone she wanted.

Here I was. Liz Tonnie. Fourth Year witch at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All alone in this world.