Prologue

When I went to Hogwarts at eleven years old I was sorted into Hufflepuff. To be honest, it truly was the perfect house for me at the time. I was the definition of loyal to both my family and friends. I wanted to be the best daughter, sister and friend that I could be. I had to be there for everyone when they needed someone to fall back on. Being the rock that people relied on was as easy as breathing for me.

Things changed over the years though. Over time I became an entirely different person. I suppose it all started when I met the love of my life my fifth year. She was a sixth year Slytherin and the most outgoing and charismatic person I ever met. We had detention together and bonded over our love for fashion and music. She confided in me that she didn't know where she wanted to go with her life. She felt that the Wizarding World was restraining her and that she wouldn't be happy falling into any of the normal jobs expected of her, such as working for the Ministry or as a Healer. I had never really thought about it before, but she made me feel like I was trapped too.

The two of us soon became best friends. We were together as much as our schedules would permit. She still had to keep up in her N.E.W.T. level classes and I had to prepare to pass my O.W.L.s. We both knew that something deep had struck between us though, and she told me that she was in love with me by the end of my fifth year at Hogwarts. We kept our relationship a secret, but both of us knew that our love was more real than anything else that we had ever felt.

The day that she graduated was when things changed. That was the day that she asked me to run away with her. We were going to head to Los Angeles, California and we were going to become stars. Being the rational level-headed seventeen year old that I was…I agreed. I wrote a long note to my parents and my older sister and left it sitting on the kitchen table along with my wand. By the time that they woke up in the morning I was already on my flight to LA, the city that dreams are made of.

Looking back that was the craziest thing that I have ever done and hopefully will ever do in my life! We hardly had any money to our name and we had this crazy notion that we were going to become famous with her playing guitar and me singing. It wasn't until we got there they we truly realized that there are millions of other people trying to fulfill the same dream that we wanted. The craziest part of it all…we succeeded. We really lucked out when we made friends with the son of music producer who was looking to start his own record label, and wanted a great new band to be the first act that he signed. So with the producer's son Jeremy on bass guitar, his friend Tom on drums, and our new roommate Colby on the keyboard we started recording an album for our band, 'The Muggles.'

Many coffee shops, fairs, and youtube videos later we had made it. We were beginning to sell out arenas and we were a staple on top 40 radio. However, all of this fame that I wanted came with a price. That family that I was so loyal to for years had not spoken to me since I took off. I sometimes told myself that it was because they didn't know where to find me, but I knew that an owl would find me anywhere in the world. It had to be that they didn't want to find me.

Three long years went by without a word. I got to the point where I would forget that I was even a witch or that I went to Hogwarts. I left my wand on the table with the letter, so my magical life stayed back home in England with my family. I was perfectly content to be a muggle, because I wasn't just a muggle…I was a 'famous' muggle. Like I said, over the years I became more ambitious and more self-centered. If I went back to Hogwarts I would be sorted into Slytherin, like my girlfriend, for sure.

My magic free life came to an abrupt halt when an owl came pecking on the window of my hotel room in Phoenix. I stared at it in shock for about five minutes before realizing that I should probably open the window and let the poor thing in. It swooped around the hotel room once before landing on the bed and holding out its leg for me to untie the letter. Once I did the owl immediately flew off into the pitch black night.

With shaking hands I opened the letter…

Together with their parents,

Molly Gideon Weasley

And

Abenner William Vandamye

Request the honour of your presence

At their marriage

On Saturday, the thirtieth of June

At two in the afternoon

At The Burrow outside

Ottery St. Catchpole

I probably stood in the hotel room clutching that piece of parchment for a half hour, before knocking on the door awoke me from my thoughts. Somehow I knew that no matter how hard it would be to go back there and to see the family that I had basically ditched, it was something I had to do. I couldn't miss my sister's wedding. I already didn't even know the man she was marrying! I had to make things right, because somewhere deep down inside me still beat the heart of a loyal Hufflepuff.

This is where my crazy story begins—the trip back to my family to see my sister get married while towing along my girlfriend and bandmate that I ran away with several years prior…yeah this should go well!

So let me know what you guys thought of this story. I love reviews! I will try to update as quickly as possible, but I'm in Italy for the next three months so it's not going to be as quick as normal. I won't be able to put chapter one up until maybe Sunday or Monday because I'm going to Pompeii, Sorrento and Paestum this weekend and I will not have the internet.