Disclaimer: I am not JKR and I do not claim that all of this is mine. The plot and anything relating to Kayla/Katarina is mine. Thanks JKR. (



"WHAT! A C! MY GOSH! MOM LOOK AT THIS!!!!"

My grades from first semester in 8th grade had been handed back on the day before Christmas vacation. I had one C in algebra... I hate that class.

"Oh shut the hell up.... SHUT UP"

"I'm gonna go get mom!!"

My sisters laughter was almost as loud as the sound her feet made as she ran downstairs to yell at my mother about my "horrible" grades. Why can't Average be alright?!

Me on the other hand walked downstairs and got there almost as quick as her, but with all of my air, I thought looking at her breathing deeply. All Jessica could do was hand her the report card. Our mom looked at it....

"Well lets see, Language Arts, A good job, Gym, B that's to be expected, Health, A, who could do worse than an A, Social Studies, 102%? Great Job! and Science, A B? hmm work on that.. And Algebra..." Before Mom could continue Jessica started laughing so hard that she nearly fell over..."Jessica, upstairs, NOW, Well a C? That's alright I mean it is accelerated, Try harder Next semester alright... We are always here if you need help hun,"

WHAT! I couldn't believe it! I wasn't grounded and she didn't even raise her voice. "you look tired sweet, go to bed" my mom gave me a hug and a kiss and all I could say was a thank you to my mom. But that night wasn't over. I walked upstairs to see my sister with her hands on her hips, looking quite obnoxious.

"Sooooo what happened sis?!, Grounded for 1 or 2 months"

"None."

"What the Hell? You gotta be kidding me, you are so stupid you probably didn't hear her right!"

That did it, I turned right around a glared at her. I looked at the floor and saw her big books for college... man I wished I could hit her with that.... But that would only get me into more, no wait, trouble. But then it happened. One of her books, The biggest one no less, lifted up from the ground and hit her upon the head.

"What the?"

I couldn't hold it in anymore, I fell over laughing and with that the book fell.

"What's going on here?!" mother's voice stopped all my laughter.

"She.. She.. SHE! HIT ME WITH A BOOK MOOOOMMMMM!"

"Did you really Kayla?" My mother asked crossly.

"Yes, yeah somehow.. I did." I answered.

"Both of you to bed! IMMEDIATELY" I didn't need to be told twice!

I woke up the next morning almost completely forgetting what happened the night before. But it quickly came back.

"Kay are you up?"

My mother already had the door open and was walking in. She shut the door and flipped on the lights helped herself to a chair and said "I Want to talk to you about last night"

Great I knew it wouldn't be this good.

"Mom I'm serious! I didn't mean to. Honestly!"

"Yes, yes I know, but we need to talk about How that book moved"

"What?"

"Your grandmother you see was a witch and had three children, whom were all regular Muggles,"

I opened my mouth to ask her what the hell muggles were but she answered my question without thought.

"They are non-magical people, anyhow, each of us had children to, all muggles, And when you turned 11 and started 6th grade, your turned out a muggle too," She paused for a second to look at the paper in her hand. "But it seems that you magic has just been delayed, and that Albus, Professor Dumbledore, Wants you to come to his school as soon as it is possible, I mean who wouldn't want an Unwandium at his school?!"

Too many questions filled up my mind but the first one in my mind came out. "An unwandium?"

"Yes, Yes you are one very rare of course, you don't need to use your wand some things, Levitation, which you saw last night, sometimes you can apparate too, I'm sure Albus will fill us in when we get there"

"What's apparate?"

"When you magically move from one place to another,"

"Wow"

"Is that all you have to say? Let me tell you something else, you won't need to worry bout algebra anymore, heh! You'll have a lot more to worry about. Like Potions, Charms, Herbology, ohh what else did mother talk about. Anyway, hurry and get dressed, I'll need to send an Owl to Albus, and then we need to go get your supplies! And one more thing, I cannot tell you why, but in the wizarding world, you must be known as Katarina Smuller." She walked out of the room mumbling something about galleons and sickles.

"Soooo I heard you got your letter. Jealous? of course I am, Mother was soo mad when none of us got our letters. Hmm think you are better than me? Well who cares you can even get A's at a regular school! What makes you think you can do any better at a "magical" school that at a plain one!"

With that she walked out of my room laughing

"Good riddance"



Shopping was quite interesting. They went in many shops just to get a look around.

I went into one shop and picked out robes, and uniforms. Unfortunately they had a dress code, but I didn't really care, I am a witch!. One of the saddest things would be giving up my jeans, T-shirts and all her other muggle clothes, although I promised myself to wear them on weekends.

Then we went and got a bunch of books that were on my list, along with parchment paper and quills, that would take a while to get used to, and then my mother also got me a book called, Hogwarts: A history, and suggested I read it for some helpful information about my new school. They also stopped to look at a store devoted to Quiddich, when my mother explained it, I had to laugh at the broom thing, after all, we muggles all saw witches on brooms in cartoons and such. I couldn't believe my school was in London, I thought that was cool, but wondered how they were going to get there, but who cares, I was having too much fun! My mother decided to get me an owl for a present, that was after I had gone and picked out a wand, and I picked out a black/brownish one and named it Thunder. He was basically my first pet. I sighed thinking about the horse I rode, Cody, I would have to give him a big goodbye, What would my friends think when I didn't come back after the Holiday? And what about Michael? God, I gave so much to him and now I would have to leave him.. I must I though I must leave him. I will break up with him. Today. Tonight,

Then we stopped at a small pub and got some butterbeer, It was really good, and they sat in the back of the pub because her mother decided to tell me about a dark wizard called Voldemort. "Now I have heard that Harry is at your school in your grade, So please don't stare or anything, please, I don't want the family's name used badly. Although you won't be using it will you?" She said the last part in a soft mumble to herself. After I promised we decided to head home so I could read and get ready for tomorrow. I really wanted to phone my friends too, but all I could tell them was that I was going to boarding school, in Europe, I wonder, would they be Jealous? I begged my mother to go stay at Michael's and she said I could only be there for a couple hours. I knocked on the door. He opened it with a smile.

"Happy Holidays!" He replied cheerfully as he ushered me in.

"I only have two hours, can you give me a ride home then?" I asked seriously as he was in a much more happy mood.

"Only two hours?" He took me into his arms and kissed me.

"You don't understand. I'm leaving." I told him walking away from him and slouching down into one of his couches.

"What like on vacation?" He asked no quite understanding what was going on. He sat down across from me in another chair with his legs spread a little, his hands laced.

"No, I'm going to London, or Scotland, something like that, and not for a vacation. For school." I said deeply to him. I would miss him. I believe I loved him. It was sick, it was disgusting. Why would anyone fall in love with a teacher. Julie certainly had..

"Well, you'll come back won't you?" He asked hopefully.

"Maybe, for the summer." I said. I was sitting there with my left arm out. He noticed I was tracing my scar.

"That will never go away." He said staring at my arm.

"I have to." I paused. I can do this, you can do this. "I have to break up with you." I stated with trouble. "Its not that I don't trust you, I don't trust myself, please, just let me go." I said. I ended up begging, but at least I got my words out.

"Just like that?" He said with disbelief.

"Just like that." I stated. He came over to the couch I was sitting in. He pulled my sleeve over the scar on my wrist and pulled me tight.

"Just let me have these few hours with you."



A/N Today is 5/6/02. I wrote this awhile ago but I am adding and editing everything. If you are reading this for the first time excuse the mess and I will be fixing the whole story up in the next month or so. Please review if you notice any really stupid mistakes that I have made. Love Kayla.