Hello! Becky here! My first fanfic! I'm writing others, so they might get posted later. I like constructed criticism, but don't be too harsh, please! R&R!

Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling, so I don't own, except for Lydia, Bridget, her parents, Rachel, Adrienne, Lukas, and any other characters I forgot to mention or you don't recognize.

Our dearest Lydia Elizabeth Aravis,

Have no doubt that we love you. Voldemort is searching for us and we will miss you greatly. We are leaving you with our good friend the Wood family. They have a son, Oliver, who is two years older than you, and a daughter, Bridget, who is your age. I hope you won't miss us too terribly; we love you! We shall return to come get you as soon as we can!

Love,

Mum and Dad, Elizabeth and Thomas Aravis xxxooo

Tears rolled down my cheeks. Every time I read the letter from my parents, I cry. The worst part is they never came back. No bodies or sign of them has ever been found. I doubt any ever will.

I can't say I'm not happy with the Wood's. Oliver is like an older brother, and Bridget is my closest friend. Mr. and Mrs. Wood are like my parents, since my real ones disappeared eight years ago.

Bridget came in the bedroom we shared, and saw me crying.

"The letter?" she asked concerned.

I nodded. Why hadn't my parents come back?

"It's OK" Bridget said coming over to sit next to me on my bed. "I bet your parents are trying to find you right now. In fact, I bet they're wondering 'how can we get to Lydia?' right now."

I smiled.

"Now let's go get some breakfast!"

I followed Bridget downstairs where we each found a letter to each of us.

"Is it...?" Bridget couldn't believe it.

"Yes it is!" Oliver grinned, coming in behind us.

"Our acceptance letters to Hogwarts!" Bridget squealed.

"You know what this means" Mrs. Wood said coming in with hot pancakes. "A trip to Diagon Alley."

We all finished our breakfast and Mr. Wood had to leave to go work at the Ministry. Mrs. Wood got us all ready to go and into the living room.

"Alright!" Mrs. Wood said. "Floo Powder time! You've all done this before. Oliver, you first, then Bridget, Lydia, and I'm last."

We all went through successfully, unlike last time where I ended up in Nocturne Alley. We all went to Gringotts, and I was pleased to find my parent's money had become mine (they'd stopped accessing it eight years ago.) We then went to all the little shops before stopping at Ollivander's. Bridget and I went inside to get our wands.

"Ah Misses Aravis and Wood!" Mr. Ollivander greeted us. "Coming to get your wands?"

"Yes Mr. Ollivander" Bridget replied.

Mr. Ollivander nodded and went back to get a wand.

"For Miss Wood" he said handing the wand to Bridget. "Oak and unicorn hair, ten inches."

Bridget took it and firework came out the end.

"Seven Galleons."

Bridget paid, and Mr. Ollivander went once more to the back to get a wand.

"For you, Miss Aravis" he said. I took the wand. "Yew and unicorn hair, eleven inches."

It wasn't the wand for me because Mr. Ollivander shook his head and gave me a new one.

"Oak and phoenix feather, seven inches."

Again, it wasn't right, and I was handed a third.

"Holly and dragonheart string, twelve and a half inches."

What if this wasn't the right one either? Maybe something was wrong with me?

Fireworks exploded out of the end, and both Mr. Ollivander and I were satisfied. I paid, and we left to go to Flourish and Blots.

I got so many extra books I couldn't carry them all.

"How many books have you got there?" Oliver asked playfully.

"About enough to last me a few months" I replied, dead serious.

Oliver just shook his head and muttered something that sounded like "Nerd."

I just grinned. Today had been a good day, and when you were abandoned when you were three, couldn't remember what you're parents looked like, and had the hugest promise of your life broken, you didn't get very many of those.