Hello people!

This is my first FanFiction ever! So I hope you enjoy.

I've taken this chapter down and done some Editting after my wonderful friend NightSand pointed out my mistakes. I was way too excited last time to think =) Soo I hope It's better and enjoy.

I got accepted to Hogwarts! I'm so excited. Back in Australia I had to be home schooled because there aren't any schools for witchcraft and wizardry. Mum always told me about the places in England.
"Back home in England Kashar." She would always begin. My mother, Jesamine Smith used to live in England until one year after I was born. She says my father died in a war. She shows me pictures sometimes. The man in them smiles and waves, he has blond hair like me. Mum decided to move back to the UK this July.
"If we move then you'll be able to start your fourth year with everybody else." That was the only explanation she would give me.

I can't wait.

Dear Sam,

We own a small house on the coast of Scotland. It is smaller than the place we had in Australia but still comfortable. Everything looks so different here. All the hills are green and lush where they used to be gold. The mountains are rocky and steep, their tops an actual point. So different to the smooth rounded ones in Austraila. Plus the ones here are just so much BIGGER. Most of all I miss seeing the sun nearly every day. But that doesn't matter I'll be starting at Hogwarts next week and I am so nervous! What if I don't know how to do spells that first years know. Or I blow something up in potions or if I always get lost! I'll write again soon. I Promise.

Kashar

I finished my letter and left it to dry. I stared out my window at the mountains. We really have a beautiful spot here. It grew on me every day. It was as if there was something inside of me that had only just woken. I glanced at my letter. I knew Sam would bug me about writing so little but I honestly couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Oh well" I sighed. It would have to do. As I entered the kitchen I saw Mum outside weeding. She looked happier now. I stopped walking to watch her.

She was humming to herself. She'd never hummed in Australia. I guess working at a job you hated in a world that wasn't yours took its toll. She glanced up and smiled I lifted my hand in reply and continued to the fridge.

I poured a glass of Milo and frowned. That was the worst thing about this place. It was dammed hard to get Milo.

I walked outside to Mum. "Beautiful isn't it" she said when she heard me. I knew what she meant. She was gazing up at the mountains surrounding our small piece of land.

"Yeah. Hey why are you pulling the weeds by hand" I asked curious. "Can't you say something like "bibity bobity boo" and they all come whizzing out?" She smiled.

"You know that's not how it works Kashar. Any way this is more rewarding."

Geese! You knew you mum had been living with muggles too long when she said something like that. Not that I have a problem with muggles but really squating in the dirt more rewarding!

" So you can't just do a removing charm. Then you'd have more time to do other stuff?"

"Other stuff like what?" I smiled she always knew when I wanted something.

"Like tell me about Hogwarts of course."

"I can weed whilst I talk you know."

"Okay compromise, so Hogwarts."

"Well Hogwarts isn't like any school you'd ever see in Australia. For one it's in this massive castle. For another everything is magic." I'd heard all this before but I still listened. I wanted to know everything I could.

"There are ghosts for each house as well as many others." She smiled "there is one called Peeves. He's the school poltergeist. When I was at school the caretaker Filch was always trying to get him banished."

"Why didn't he? Poltergeists are trouble."

"Oh Dumbledore would never hear of it. He always said Peeves was part of the school community. Of course after he died no one even thought of banishing Peeves."

"Why?"

"Well... He was Dumbledore."

That's it?"What happened to Dumbledore?" I asked this without thinking. Mum's face changed instantly. One second it was peaceful the next full of sadness.

"He got killed by a death eater." I could tell our conversation was over. Silently I cursed my curiosity. Mum's peace was gone. Quietly I got up and left, as Mum stared out at the ocean.

I walked into the house feeling slightly depressed. My relationship with Mum had never been that stable. All it needed was the wrong words and everything would blow up on me. I was an expert on the wrong words. I walked back into my bedroom wondering at the way my mother was acting. She smiled more and was way less stressed. You just had to look at her to see she was glad to be back. Yet she's more reserved. Keeps her own company, as if she wished I wasn't her with her.
It confused me but I'm used to that.

As I started to make dinner my mind turned again to all the things mum had told me about Hogwarts; Staircases that move dormitories high up on towers and werewolves in the forest. It sounds dangerous. But that's okay. There were good things too. Like ceilings that showed the sky outside and food that appeared and disappeared. The lessons too, they sounded amazing!

Cutting myself on a knife brought me back to reality.

"Ouch." I mumbled. Mum came through the door, obviously trying to be cheerful.

"What's cooking?" She smiled as she sniffed the air. "Eugh you'd think you'd leave cheap sausages in bread behind with the rest of Australia!"

"More people eat sausages here." I said.

"Yes, yes I know. But you had better keep you quick tongue to yourself once you leave for Hogwarts." she snapped and stomped out of the room.

"Looks like dinner for one." I whispered still staring after her.

Gods I can't wait to get out of here, Thing are way too wierd.