People were screaming well I guess they were screaming I couldn't hear anything, I looked around the corridor, I had no idea where I was the corridor was made out of stone and people were running waving sticks around as men in hoods tried to get into the room at the end of the corridor, a voice rang in my head

'You have fought valiantly. Lord Voldemort knows how to value bravery yet you have sustained heavy losses, if you continue to resist me, you will die one by one. I do not wish this to happen. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a loss and a waste, Lord Voldemort is merciful. I command my forces to retreat immediately. You have one hour. Dispose of your dead with dignity. Treat your injured'

I awoke with a fright something was tapping on my window I tripped over some books I had left lying around and made my way to the window I pulled back the curtains and found an owl tapping on the glass, I am not a fan of birds and this owl looked like it had a mission I tried to shoo it away but it would not budge, I finally closed the curtain and chose to ignore it hoping that it would go away, I looked at the time on my clock and the sad realisation showed me that I only had half an hour of sleep left there was no point in going back to sleep. It was the last few days of the summer and mum had me running around making sure that I had everything ready for school I was a thirteen year old girl going into my third year of high school, I didn't really fit in there weird things keep happening to me so I mostly kept to my books and stayed out of everybody's way. My birthday was in a couple of weeks and mum promised me she would take me out shopping and we could go somewhere nice for dinner. It has been me and my mum for my whole life, my dad took off before I was born and we have no idea where he is but mum is the only parent I need in my life. I walked down stairs and found mum getting breakfast ready we were going out to get last minute school supplies in the sales, I was chewing on my toast when I decided to tell her about my dream

'I had a weird dream last night mum'

'Did you sweetie what was it about?'

'I was in a corridor and people were screaming and waving sticks around and then there was this guy called Lord Voldemort'

Mum's face palled as she almost chocked on her toast she composed herself and smiled

'I'm sure it means nothing, eat up we better get going if we want to catch a bargain'

I nodded and carried on eating my toast mums reaction was not what I expected, it was almost as if my dream meant something to her I grabbed my bag and met mum in the car, we walked around all the sales and stopped for something to eat when we were eating I noticed mum kept looking over her shoulder as if she felt like someone was watching us and she kept doing it for the rest of the day till we were safely in the car

'Mum are you ok?'

'Yeah I'm fine sweetie'

That night my mum called me down and told me she had something important to tell me she looked pale as she began

'Darling it's been you and me since you were born and you never asked question about your father but there are some important things you need to know, when you were twelve I received a letter that said you had a place in a special school but I didn't like the idea of you going to a boarding school so I turned down the offer but then I had a visit from the headmaster of the school saying he thought it best if you attend and he told me some things that I found hard to believe, he told me that your father had attended the school and learnt special talents and that it was you right to attend the school and have the same education as he did, but I refused I didn't believe him and then last year, he visited me again and told me some things he withheld from me the summer before, he said that a someone who wished to inflict pain on a lot of people, was trying to make a comeback and he thought it best if you were kept out of that world altogether'

I had sat there and listened to her whole speech and I didn't understand a word of it

'What do you mean world?'

'Well dear your father it seems came from a magical world hidden within ours, Beth your father was a wizard'

'A wizard as in Merlin and magic tricks?'

'I think there is more to it than magic tricks but yes in a way'

'Why are you telling me this now?'

'Yesterday after you told me about your dream I received a letter it said that things have changed and it's best that you should attend this school'

'Wait what?'

'You need to change schools and things are about to change for you ( from her pocket she produced a necklace that she handed to me) before your father left he left me this telling me to give it to you when the time comes, and I believe this is the time that he meant'

I looked down at the necklace and noticed it was a round stone the colour of amber it felt weightless in my hand which surprised me I ran my finger over it and felt a cold chill run through my body and for some reason I believed my mother and this headmaster that I had never met before something clicked inside me I don't know what but I felt something change in me

'What do we do know'

'The letter said that someone is going to pick you up tomorrow morning and take you to get your school supplies and then we will be told more from there'

I nodded and made my way to my room I couldn't make my head stop spinning from all of this new information, my dad was a wizard and that made me a witch I suppose, and my mum knew for a few years without telling me. I stared at the necklace that my father had left me and I hung it around my neck and fell into a restless sleep I was woken up by loud banging coming from the kitchen. I walked in to the kitchen and found a pink haired women picking up something she had knocked over

'Wotcha I'm Tonks and I'm here to help you get some school supplies'