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Why did I have to go back to school? I mean sure it was only for one year, but still, it was school. It was senior year all over again, but without the popularity. Not a happy place for me. The only thing that I found enjoyable about it was that I was an adult and besides needing to finish school, I was on my own at 17. And I looked good at 17.

Being in this new world took a bit of getting used to. I woke up after saying goodbye to Angel and I was in England. It was August 1st 1994 and I was a 17 year old student who had just moved from America after my parents had fled to South America from the Aurors for embezzling millions of dollars from the company they worked for. I left to get away from the American wizarding press. I was a witch.

I had an entire lifetime of memories as a witch. I even remembered these parents, who were about the same as my real ones. I had all the magical knowledge of a really smart seventh year student. I had near perfect OWL scores and a real gift for divination. I could use my ability as a seer to read crystal balls, and tea leaves, even auras if I put some effort into it. It was pretty freaky for a couple of days.

I spent 2 days just sitting in my room at The Leaky Cauldron getting used to my new life. I played with my wand and did some spells to get the feel for it. Drank 14 cups of tea to read my own leaves. I even practiced the animalgus form that I had just learned over the summer. It was cool. I really enjoyed running around the room chasing my tail as a pug dog. I started to look forward to my year at Hogwarts.