Once again he grabbed onto my hand and I felt that nauseating dizziness. This time I shut my eyes not wanting to see the world around me collide into rays of light and color. I opened my eyes once I felt my feet touch the ground. At first I didn't recognize the living room we were standing in but once I saw a broken blood stained picture of my mother and father on the floor I knew we were standing in my living room.

I could feel my eyes watering but Milton was clearing his throat, making his presence known.

I bent down to pick up the picture and walked to my room.

After packing everything from my bong to my records, I packed everything (with the help of magic) into two chests. As I made my way back to the living room I stopped at my mom's bedroom and stood there for what seemed like five minutes. Silent tears escaped my eyes and flowed down my face.

"Kit…ummm..are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'll be out in a bit." I wiped the tears from my face and took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

Milton was staring at the dried blood that stained the carpet and I could tell he felt sick by just being here, I cleared my throat to get his attention, "I'm ready."

And again the whirlwind of colors came in to my view. After a few minutes we were in a living room or a foyer of some sort. It was huge. The floor was a marble gray and white combination and the atmosphere of the house or mansion I should say, was one of regalness and luxury but the lack of warmth instantly told me I would never feel comfortable here.

"Master Darrien will be down shortly." A small little elf thing said curtly and walked into another room. I had never seen a creature like that in my life. I was questioning whether or not it was just a deformed human but I was suddenly taken out of my thoughts when a man with short dark brown hair walked down the stairs loudly obviously trying to make his presence known.

"You, must be Mr. Milton Crouse from the Department of International Magical Cooperation." He smiled curtly at Milton, and Milton being the fool he is blushed a bit from the compliment of being known. "And this …" he turned towards me, "must be Ainsley. My estranged niece."

Before I could correct this Darrien guy, Milton had spoken up, "Yes this is your niece, and you are here legally binded to be her guardian until she has come of age, Mr. O'Farren. Now I must be on my way, so I will let you get to it." And with that Milton left in a cloud of smoke and I was left alone with Darrien.

"I am sure you are well aware that I am your well was your mother's older brother, Darrien." He stated solemnly.

I nodded.

"So I understand you are to attend Hogwarts this fall, Ainsley?"

"Yeah, I guess. It's Kit by the way." I said awkwardly.

He gave me a dirty look and quickly retorted with, "Hogwarts is a great school. Your mother and I, along with the rest of our family went to Hogwarts as well. So you will be continuing a family legacy…Kit." He pointed his wand at my suitcases and they levitated off the ground, "Follow me, I will take you to your room."

It's been about 2 weeks since I've moved in to this mansion and I've probably only seen Darrien 4 times, and in 2 more days I would be on my way to Hogwarts. I was indifferent to the whole aspect of a magical school to say the least. But I just wanted to get out of this mansion, I felt so awkward. Darrien had bought all my school supplies and he bought me black and white spotted kitten who I named Belvedere. Seeing as I now lived in England I got out every chance I got to explore the cities.

But in a few days I would be out of the "muggle" world and into an unknown and unexplored world of magic.