"Mommy! Daddy!" I screamed as they were both put into separate Auror cars. "Mommy!" I screamed again and ran over to the window of the car. She was crying as was I. I held up one finger to my lips, waved my hand over my lips softly, put two fingers to my lips, waved my hand over my lips softly, and then put one finger to my lips and pointed to the sky.

I did the same thing with my father.

I knew I wouldn't see them ever again.

They got taken away and were never seen again. They escaped from prison and the Ministry couldn't find them. They gave me a new name, new life, new everything. I am Rosemary Winter, but my given name, the one I had gotten when I was born, was Harriet Potter.

I live where no one but the Minister Of Magic himself knows. Everyone in the world things that Harriet Potter is dead.

But she is very much alive.