Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, made just for fun for the fans of Harry Potter. None of the characters from the original books belong to me. This is not a romance for Harry/Ron/George/Fred/Neville fans.
"Would you care to explain what you are doing?" the woman standing in front of your door asks. You turn to her your dark blue eyes staring at her. You smirk. "Well I'm packing. You see you fold these clothes and place them in these things here called luggage and then" you would have gone on but the woman moves quickly and slaps you hard across your face. The pain subsides a second later. You turn your head returning your gaze back to her own pale grey eyes. "Don't be a smart ass." She says. "Oh but I have tried and failed one too many times." You say breaking your gaze and continue folding your stuff. "You aren't leaving Dalton." She says coldly. "And who are you to stop me Nina?" you ask rudely pausing your folding for a moment. "I am your foster mother and you are to obey me." She says. "You were my foster mother until today. Did you forget? Today is my seventeenth birthday." You say just as coldly. You return your attention back to packing your stuff. You pick up your last pile of clothes and start to head around your bed. Or should you say mattress on the floor. Nina blocks your way. "Do you mind?" you say looking up at her. "Actually you should have been thrown out a long time ago. Hurry it up wench." She says giving you a look of up-most loathing before she turns and stomps out of your room. You just chuckle to yourself. You had been their maid for the past 7 years. Oh excuse me their daughter. The time at Hogwarts were the only enjoyable times you had these past few years. But everything has changed. You weren't ever going back. Whether the school was even going to reopen again was unknown but it didn't matter. Not anymore. You sigh placing the last bit of your belongings in your suitcase. You shut and lock it with one swish of your wand. You grunt as you look around your room. Just to make sure you hadn't missed anything. All that was left was the dresser and the mattress. You grab your suitcase and stand in the middle of the room. "Finally." You say happily. And with a 'pop' you were gone.
Your amber colored hair blows in the wind. The darkness engulfing you like a blanket. You were on a muggle street. Nothing remotely odd. Not until a house appears out of nowhere. You half grin half grimace as you read the sign. Number 12 Grimauldy Place. You push your hair out of your face as you examine the house. It was amazing how you had never been here. On Dumbledore's orders of course but now that he was gone. Your thoughts trailing off. You just sigh and break into a quick step heading for the door. You knock lightly as you reach it placing your luggage down next to you. The door opens sharply. You raise an eyebrow at the man standing before you. He was wearing shaggy clothes and although he looked dead tired a lively smile was plastered on his face. "Dalton is that you?" Remus Lupin asks you moving aside allowing you to enter. "The one and only." You say giving him a quick hug. You hadn't seen him since he had taught you third year. "How have you been?" he says taking your luggage from you. "Better." You say sadly. You didn't want to dwell on why you were here though. You wanted to se the place. "So who all is here?" you ask. "Just me and Tonks." He says. You smile. You knew tonks well. When she had been helping guarding the castle last year you had many a talks with her. You run into the kitchen when you heard a crash. Tonks was looking at the pile of plates on the floor. "Reparo." You say lazily running up to her. She looks up at you and smiles. Her hair was bright orange and her smile was just as bright as her hair. You hug before she asks you why you are here. "Yeah why are you here?" Lupin asks you standing behind Tonks with a sly grin. You look at them both for a second. They looked good together. You smile at the thought of something else but suddenly remember the present. "Ah well this should explain a lot." You say taking out an old looking note from you back pocket. "Well I'm going to get to bed, ill explain more tomorrow." You say walking back out the way you had come. "Um do I just pick a room?" you shout down at them when you had reached the second floor. "Yes." You hear back. You sigh and open the closest one. It was much more roomier then your old room and had an old clean scent. Which was weird considering everything looked both old and dirty. You just sigh as you head to the dresser. You look into the mirror on its stand. Your blue eyes did not hold their usual sparkle. They hadn't. Not since. Gah you sigh now looking at your light skin. It was fair but almost always perfect. You thanked your parents for that gene. Whoever they were. You smile and check your teeth. Clean just like they were before you left your foster parents home. Your waist length amber brown hair cascaded down your shoulders elegantly. You took yourself in. You suddenly remember a day almost 6 years ago.
You look up and see the boy named Draco and the famous Harry Potter talking in rather loud voices. Suddenly an older lady comes up to you all and calls you to the great hall for the sorting. People were still worried about you would all have to do. You truly didn't care. Hope some huge troll eats me, you think as you approach the head table. You look around at all the kids starring at all of you "first years". You watch as a hat begins to sing. When it finishes you smirk. A talking hat? Well that's pretty cool. You watched as each kid got called up and the hat placed on his or her head. You look up at all the Professors. The man you knew as Dumbledore was smiling a huge smile at all of you. You didn't know if he winked at you or not because you quickly looked up at the lady that had called for Dalton Johnson. You move to the stool and wait for the hat to be placed upon your head. Suddenly you can't see anything. ~Well you have what it takes I see. And very interesting. You have hope girl. But you have wit and a quick tongue.~ it says to you in your head. Well aren't you interesting you think. It suddenly shouts "Ravenclaw." The table that was filled with purple and grey color applause loudly. You make your way over to it. You smile as you sit down next to a girl with blonde hair. You look back up at the head table. Dumbledore was grinning at you. You smile back and look down the row of teachers. You see a man with black beady eyes looking at you with curiosity. You just smile politely and return your attention to your fellow classmates
you shake your head abruptly. So much has happened since then. So much. You go lie on the bed. You begin to let the tears fall. Slowly but surely reaching the locket hanging delicately on your neck.