"AHHHH!" I screamed waking up from yet another nightmare. It was the same one I had once a week if not more. In fact it happened so often that no one in my family woke up. It wasn't as much of a nightmare as it was a flashback. To the night my parents died. To my third birthday. I steadied my breathing and laid in silence. I listened to the soft breathing of Taylor in the bed across the room. I lived with the people who found me that night, some neighbors that lived near my childhood home. I became best friends with their daughter, Taylor. I looked at the clock sitting in between the beds. It was 4 a.m. anyway so I just got up. I grabbed my clothes and jumped in the shower. When I walked back into the room, fully dressed and ready to go. Taylor was just throwing herself out of bed. "Mornin Sunshine." I called sarcastically. "How are you up and peppy this darn early in the mornin'?" she asked with eyes still closed as she shuffled from closet to wardrobe to bathroom. "I had that nightmare again. That's why I'm up." I said as I grabbed my boots from under the bed. "Oh I'm sorry, Vi" I nodded and pulled on my boots. It was 5:30 when the smell of fresh eggs, bacon, and pancakes wafted up the stairs. "Race ya down stairs." she said and ran out. "No fair!" I yelled after her and ran right after. "Hey I told you two not to run in the house!" yelled ma, or Taylor's real ma and my adoptive ma. "Sorry Ma." We said together. "Taylor go get your brother outta bed." ma said impatiently. She grumbled something along the lines of "make Violet go do it" and walked back up stairs. I chuckled and got to setting the table. Taylor came back down with Timmy and dad who was holding baby Tara. "Mornin loves." dad said as he set Tara down and pecked ma's cheek. "Mornin Todd." "Mornin Teresa." We all sat down and said mornin prayer. I always felt lucky being able to consume this food for three meals a day. It was so good. "Going to spend the day out in the stables today girls?" dad asked. Taylor and I nodded in unison. "Don't forget your wands." Ma reminded. I finished shoveling food down my throat at the same time as Taylor. We grabbed our stuff and headed out to the stables. "Hey there, Buttermilk." I cooed to my tan palomino. I pulled out an apple and held it up to her muzzle. She grabbed it up and in the process slobbered all over my hand. I giggled because I always love when she does that. Taylor was pampering her Arabian/Bay Shining-Star. "Come on Buttermilk, we're gonna train today." I said as I walked her out to the posts. I saddled her up and hopped on. We did some basic running and worked on our show routines. We had to be perfect for the upcoming fair if we wanted to beat LeAnn Summers. She was so stuck up. Every girl hated her and all the boys loved her including Timmy. I mean he's my adoptive brother, I want the best for him and that just isn't LeAnn. I had to beat her. We trained until noon. Taylor and I went back home for a great lunch of chicken salad sandwiches and potato chips. Then we went down town to the equestrian shop to buy some new stirrups for Taylor and a new saddle blanket for me. We had our riding boots checked out and fixed up. When we got back home though we were in for a huge surprise. We found Ma and Dad talking to an older man with a long white beard and long white hair. He was wearing blue robes which I thought was weird. "Taylor, Violet this is Professor Albus Dumbledore. He's the headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dad introduced. We nodded and said hello in unison. We always knew about witchcraft was and we were homeschooled in it up until now. "Hello girls, and may I say it is good to see you again Miss. Potter." Dumbledore said to me. "We've met before?" I asked not remembering it. "Yes, well I didn't expect you to remember much because you were only two years old the last time we met. I hope it isn't inconvenient of me to ask this. Do you remember anything from before your third birthday?" he asked staring at me. "I remember some things but when I remember them, the memories come in flashbacks. I remember I have a little brother, but I don't remember his name. I remember I had uncles, but I don't remember what they looked like or what their names are." I said. He nodded understandingly. "Well as much as I would love to say this was a purely recreational visit, it is not. I'm here to extend an invitation to Hogwarts to Violet, Taylor, and Timothy." he explained. Our parents nodded and asked us to leave the room. Taylor and I went upstairs while Timmy tried to eavesdrop on their conversation. "What'd ya think they're talking about down there?" Taylor asked. "Probably about whether or not they should send us to school. Is someone anxious to find out, Tay-Tay?" I asked sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and sat on her bed. We figured we would just wait until we heard Timmy get yelled at for eavesdropping because Lord knows he'll get caught. "TIMOTHY EDMUND JENKINS HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO EAVESDROP BECAUSE IT'S RUDE!" We heard Ma scream from downstairs. We came downstairs and watched in utter amusement as Timmy got his ear twisted a good couple times for eavesdropping. After she laid off Timmy she got to the point. "In two weeks you will depart for Hogwarts." She announced. "What about our horses?" Taylor and I asked in unison. "I brought that up in my conversation with Professor Dumbledore. The school will be building a stable on the grounds for you to keep them in and they want to have extra horses on hand so they have given you a grant of money to purchase three new thorough-bred horses and two new draft horses." She explained. She lost me at buy new horses. Oh My God. I must be dreaming. I'm so excited to go it's like a dream come true. I won't have to keep secrets anymore and to be with people like me. I'll finally fit in. Or will I?