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A?N: This story does follow and OC. The familiar characters that you are expecting will show up, but I need to introduce you to the OC first. Sit back, read and enjoy. As always dont for get to review.

The History of Abolishing the Statute of Secrecy

By: ENM

The end of the Statute of Secrecy is very personal to me. If it wasn't for the bravery and audacity of one woman, we would all still be living in fear. That woman is my mother, Muggle Ambassador, Elizabeth Lee Armstrong. And the story starts long before she became the ambassador….

Chapter 1 My early life

My life was filled with so much love. I grew up as an only child. My father worked for the Prime Minister and my mom's job was our home and me. As a young child my father told me stories about wizards, scary power hungry wizards, brave hero wizards, wizards that lost their lives and ones that lived. The day I met Sally Airbright my reality was shaken. It was two days after my 11th birthday.

"Bethy," my mum called from the kitchen," your father will be home soon and he is bringing a guest."

"Okay mum," I came into the dining area carrying plates and forks. As I set the dinner table I heard the front door open. I quickly ran to greet my father.

"Beth, my sweet angel, I would like you to meet Sally Airbright," he motioned to the young yellow blonde girl. Only being 4'9 she didn't look much older than me.

"Nice to meet you," I looked at the girl cautiously.

"Hello" her quiet voice echoed through the entry hall.

"Dinner is on the table," my mum entered and nodded at Sally, who just nodded back.

Something inside of me stirred. I knew something was going on. Everyone sat at the table. On my father's invitation we began to pile food on our plates. I watched as mum and Sally had a small hushed conversation, like they were old friends. My father was eyeing me.

"Beth, love," my father started talking to me, "I have brought Sally here to meet you. She is going to be tutoring you three days a week."

I blinked several times as I tried to process what he was saying, " Father, I make top marks in my class why would I need a tutor?"

"Beth," father drew in a deep breath, "she will not being tutoring you in your school work. She is a witch and will be tutoring you on the wizard world."

My father explained that his job was actually the Muggle Ambassador to the wizard world. He told me how this was a job that had been in his family for generations. The first born son was always taught about magic starting at age 11 and then after university he would take an apprenticeship under the current ambassador. He explained that since I was an only child this job would be passed to me. He told me about the statute of secrecy and how I wasn't ever allowed to talk about the wizard world with anyone except the people in this room with us right now. At the time I took it all in strides. I excelled with Sally just as I did in primary and secondary school. I never questioned any thing and I understood my role in the world and the responsibility to it.

Just after my 17th birthday Sally moved in with my family. I didn't realize the importance until a few days later when my family moved to the coast to hide from the war that was raging in the wizard world.

"Sally," I whispered into the dark room the first night in the small beach front cottage. The smell of the salty sea air filled my nose as we heard the crash of the waves through the open window.

"Yes?"

"What is going on?" I inquired, honestly afraid of the answer I knew was coming, " I've never seen my parents so scared."

I heard her before I saw her. Her bed shifted as she sat up and switched the light on. Sally drew in a deep breath.

"Do you remember when we learned about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" I nodded and she continued. "A few years back rumors started that he had returned from the dead using dark magic. There were very few who believed this, but those who did were adamant about it. Several muggle borns started going into hiding. Well the rumors were confirmed a little over a year ago. Things have escalated. Many muggle borns have turned up dead or missing. Since your father's job is directly dealing with wizards and your family is muggles, it was feared that you might be in danger."

I set for what seemed like forever listening to the waves crash on the shore as I processed what she had just said to me. This job that I have no choice in could cost me my life or even my family's life. Fear etched across my face and tears filled my eyes.

"I'm scared," the words almost didn't escape my lips.

Sally crossed the room and crawled into my bed. I cried myself to sleep.

At breakfast everyone ate quietly, the sound of forks hitting the plates filled the room with music, then I found my voice.

"How could you do this?" I yelled without even meaning to.

Sally and my parents froze and stared blankly at me.

"I don't want this job," I yelled, "No one ever asked me what I wanted. What if I want to be a doctor, or a teacher, or a simple secretary?" I pushed my chair back and stood up so quickly the chair tumbled backwards. I started towards the door.

"Elizabeth Lee Armstrong," my father's voice boomed across the room, "Pick up that chair and sit down."

He never called me by my given name. He always used some shortened version or a pet name when he spoke to me. Tears that I had been holding on the edge of my eyes escaped and sobs wrenched my body. I knew I had to do as he asked. My mum was looking between me and my father. Never once in six years had I questioned anything. Slowly I made my way back to the table and sat down. The waves crashing on the shore was the only sound to be heard. It was like the world was on hold waiting for Father to speak.

"Bethy, my luv," I could hear the love as Father spoke gently to me. His eyes full of the pain this was causing, "we all know you could never be something simple. You are meant for great things. This job is important, even more so now than ever. War is scary, but I know we are going to be okay."

I continued to sob. Sally placed her hand on my shoulder, "Beth, if it wasn't for your father and the job he has, many muggle born wizards and their families would have died. He got many out and in hiding. He is saving lives." she took in a deep breath. "And I know you will do even greater things for our world and yours. I hear it when we talk. I know you are scared, but we are safe."

At my father's nod Sally lead me out of the dining room. We strolled down the beach in silence. Even though she was only seven years older than me, she was my best friend. I didn't have secrets from her like most of my friends. We stayed in hiding ten long months. I missed my secondary graduation and my valedictorian speech. I really was the brightest girl.

Things got back to normal as soon as we got back home. In August 1999 I started university majoring in politics and international studies. I worked part time at a small pub and still managed to work with Sally three days a week. Despite everything in May 2003 I would graduate top of my class.