MOK: This is something I should have fixed a long time ago. Any way this is still the same just now hopefully it will be easier to read for everyone. Don't own anything other then Amber and her owl.
Squealing tires, a deafening scream, blinding light then I bolted up in my bed. I looked around me. I was in England at my Aunt and Uncle's. I looked at the clock 3 am is what it read. I looked at my hands to see that I was shaking.
"That dream again," I muttered as I looked at my owl Yorky. She just hooted quietly, she was a white moon owl. "I know I know," I said to her. "I wish I could forget," I told her. She just hooted sadly.
I had been waiting for my parents to pick me up at the train station from school, Salem school of sorcery and Wizardry in America. I had been thinking of what they told me about what had happened in England. With the young boy my age named Harry Potter, the one that lived. How Voldemort had came back and another young man had been killed. Personally I felt bad for Harry. I had just looked up from my thoughts when it suddenly happened. A SUV that was speeding hit my parents sending their small mustang into the railing and down into a ravine. My parents were both killed instantly. My uncle Marx and aunt Amelia in England reluctantly took me in. Grumbling and wouldn't let me say anything that was the word magic or close to it. What I had done why I had an owl or any of that stuff. I wasn't allowed to go out much and did a lot of work around the house. Not that I minded the work but what made me mad and annoyed was that they wouldn't even consider my side of the story they would always believe my cousin not me. I know though that all muggles didn't act like my relatives. Growing up in America I ran into several who thought that I was cool.
Even though I, Amber Rose Lanobi was very much looking forward to going to school at Hogwarts, the world's best wizarding school. With that thought I looked over to the dresser and picked up a letter I had received earlier in the summer. At first my aunt and uncle didn't want me to respond but finally I was able to, because I pointed out the fact that I wouldn't be there. The letter was an acceptance letter to Hogwarts and the day before, my aunt took me to London where I was able to go to Diagon Alley and get the things that I needed. She hadn't come with me mostly because she didn't want to be seen with a witch, even if I was still just in training. It suited me just fine.
My books, mahogany wand that had a unique core of a unicorn hair twisted around a dragon scale, and parchment were laying around my bed. My trunk for school was almost packed. I looked at it and decided since I couldn't sleep because of that dream that I would finish packing it. My aunt and uncle along with their daughter who was a year younger then me were going to visit some friends of theirs. I was to come along mostly because it was close to the time that I had to leave for school and they lived closer to the train station.
"GET UP AMBER!!!! WE LEAVE IN FIVE!" My uncle yelled up to me. I just nodded I had been up for quite a while and was ready. I pulled on some fresh clothes and started to take my stuff down stairs. As I opened the door my annoying cousin Stella walked past me knocking into my back.
"Oops didn't see ya," she said in a singsong voice. Stella was like her mother, skinny dark strawberry blond with blue eyes. My aunt was the same only taller. Stella loved to bug me and make sure that I knew that I was lower then dirt. My uncle was a tall beanpole with black hair and brown eyes. He had a temper that no one would want to cross. I on the other hand had sliver hair from my father and my green blue eyes from my mother. I was also short only reaching four eleven and half. I just sighed and dragged my stuff to the car.
A little bit later my aunt, uncle, cousin and I along with my school things which include Yorky were on the road.
"Hoot hoot!" Yorky cried from the back.
"Shut that useless thing up!" my uncle yelled from the front. My cousin just laughed while I crawled back to Yorky's cage and covered her with a blanket.
"Sorry Yorky," I said then added softer, "Don't worry soon we will be at Hogwarts." I climbed back into my seat and it was quite for the next two hours.
