(A/N:) Hey! This is my first story here on , so... ya. Please Rate & Review! I take flames nicely.. so flame on if you wish! But I'd rather constructive critisim. wink wink nudge nudge Well, read on, and enjoy the story!

Chapter 1 - A New Beginning

The blaring of her music blocked out everything. Her thoughts, the noises of her rat, Ritz, on her wheel, even her annoying little sister. She closed her steel blue eyes and let the beat of the music flow through her mind. Her eyes had little bags under them, and always had. It made her look cuter, she said. But she still wasn't too sure. She took her wand, which was laying beside her and lazily started to curl her wavy, a-little-longer-than-shoulder-length red hair around it. Its a perfect day, she thought to herself. But, of course, since the music blocks out everything she didn't hear her mom yelling for her.

Her mom knocked, waited a second, then walked inside her room. Quickly she turned down her music. "Yes, o dearest mother of mine?" She smiled sweetly.

"Not that blasted Walkman again? You never hear me when I call you! You'll have to turn it down or I'll just have to take it away for a while." She winked at her daughter, who was sitting on the bed with a smirk.

"Why would you take it away? It was a present from my muggle friend Angie, bless her heart." She kept on smirking. Her mom hated when she spoke like that.

"Abigail Fortuna Rafter, how many time have I told you not to talk like that?" She laughed. "Anyway, your Father and I would like a word with you and your sister downstairs. Keep your walkman and your wand in your room please. We don't wanna any dissapearances... or you to ignore us." Her scottish accent was particularly heavy today, which meant she was excited about something. Abigail wondered about what.

As her mother left the room, Abigail sighed. She put away her walkman under her pillow, her wand in her pillowcase and kissed her rat. "Darn mom. Interrupting my musical enlightenment." She giggled. "Oh well. Life's like that." She left her room. Abigail also had a slight Scottish accent too, but it barely showed. The Canadian in her took most of it away.

She closed her bedroom door and walked slowly down the stairs. She had no clue why, but she did. Then she sped up when she heard her sister laughing. Its not fair! I always miss out on the funny stuff! Abigail huffed to herself. After entering the kitchen, she grabbed a pop from the fridge and headed to the living room, where everyone was.

Her mom and dad all of a sudden looked serious. "Sit down, Abby." He took her moms hand. "They're's something we have to tell you."

Her sister's eye's widened. "Mom... are you pregnant?" Obviously, that was her first impression, and, although she'd hate to admit it, it was her's too.

Both her mom and her dad laughed. Abigail rose her eyebrow and she could hear her sister say 'Damn.'

Abigail spoke up. "What is it then? Are you pregnant with twins? Triplets? Are you two actually squibs and never told us? C'mon people! Work with us here!"

Abigail's father replied in the calmest voice he could. "No, that isn't it, but if you gave us a second, we could tell you!" Abigail and her sister both blushed.

"Well, what we were trying to tell you is that... after a long time of debating, we've, Eirica- I mean, you're mother- and I have decided to move to Scotland, where she was born, to be with her relatives. You will go to her old school, Hogwarts."

"WHAT?" Gasped her sister. "I mean, I have friends here! How could you put me in a place where I don't know anybody? There is no way in hell I'm going!" She turned her back.

"Festia Sinead Rafter! Don't use that language in front of your parents! Anyway, Nolan is right, it is going to be quite nice to be with our relatives. Hogwarts is a great school. It was when I went there, and always will be. We are moving, and there is no change to that. Abby, you're being too quiet. Are you ok with this?"

A tear trickled down her eye. "Yes, its fine. When are we leaving?"

"In about a month. We'll be selling our furnature for a easier way there. Don't worry, you'll love it. I know you'll miss Magwa, and all of you friends in your squad, but trust me, you'll love Hogwarts. Instead of squads, there are Houses. I was in Ravenclaw." Her mother beamed. "Well, go to bed now. We don't have to start packing yet. Don't worry. We'll be fine."

Abby just walked off into her room. She sat on her bed. What will Hogwarts be like? She'll miss Magwa's School of the Magical Arts, and all her friends in the Bravo squad. What is Ravenclaw? Will she be in Ravenclaw? She thought she was too old to transfer. At 16, at least, she'd only have 2 years left! She then layed down on her bed and cried herself to sleep.

(A/N:) End of chapter 1! Kinda cruddy, I know. Oh well, I'm working on the other chapters, which will be much better. Its Canadian grammer, I'm sorry. Heh heh. Anyway, I'll post the next chapter if I get AT LEAST 1 reviewer! Thats not too hard now is it? wink wink nudge nudge And please don't tell me about the grammar. Some of it may be different to you because I'm Canadian, and some of the rules are different. Anyway, I'll be off!

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