Transfer I'm sorry if I seem obsessed with the new kid idea, but its so easy to go
ff that.

"This bites!" he yelled. "I don't want to move to Britain!" He ranted. His mother had just lost custody of her only son. He was to move in with his aunt in Britain. Molly wasn't really his Aunt, but they had known each other for years. "I'm sorry son, but the courts say that you must." His mother tried to explain. "I don't want to leave you, mom." He said softly as he hugged her. He cleared her by a foot, but bent down to hug her. She cried softly onto his shoulder. Soon, the police came in and took him to the airport. As he boarded his flight he turned on his music and fell asleep. Suddenly, The plane hit the ground and skidded to a halt. He walked through the gate and into the pick-up lane. He saw a black car and ran to it. " Hey uncle Arthur! How's it hanging?" he asked in a seemingly joyful voice. "Hanging? No, Persecutions for being a wizard haven't been done in many years. Catch up with the times." He said. Kyle scratched his head, "I meant to ask you how you were doing." He said, finally understanding what his uncle was saying. "Oh! Ok, well I'm fine. Hop in and we'll go on home. The Burrow has missed you.

Sorry this chapter is short, but I wanted to open this up as a prologue.