Chapter 4:

I loved the Weasly's house. It was always full of commotion, with laughter, talking and the twins pulling pranks on people. It was so unlike my childhood house, and my Uncles house it was outstanding. Everybody was so good and nice to each other. Sure Mrs. Weasly screamed a lot, but it was different then what I've ever heard of been screamed at for. It made me look back on my whole childhood and realize how much my life actually sucked. I wasn't getting a lot of sleep again, and I knew that when I did, the nightmares were going to come back with a fury of vengeance sucking the happiness out of my life.

Mrs. Weasly fussed over us with everything. The states of my clothes, helping me fix them up with magic, and then whenever I said I was full she would look at me with a look on her face and then run back into the kitchen and cook up some magnificent desert that she wouldn't let me say no to. Mr. Weasly every morning at breakfast would quiz us up down and sideways about the muggle world much to Mrs. Weasly's and Ron's disdain, although for totally separate reasons.

About a week after staying at the Weasly's house we got letters from Hogwarts at breakfast one morning. Right before the Owls arrived, when me and Harry were walking down the stairs, the second Ginny saw Harry she accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the ground. I stifled a giggle and both Ron and Harry looked at me curiously. I just shook my head. Boys could be so oblivious sometimes. Ginny obviously had a crush on Harry, but I sure wasn't going to be the one to inform either Harry or Ron of this. We sat down at the table and as Ginny was getting her bowl out from under the table, we heard the familiar hooting of owls.

"Percy could you go and fetch the mail please?" Percy nodded and took the letters from the owl, who hooted and flew off again. He passed around all of our letters and to our surprise me and Harry got one also. Mr. Weasly seeing our surprise, laughed and said "Doesn't miss a trick does he that old man." We all opened our letters and started reading. The first paper was basically the same as last years, but the second paper included a whole new list of items we needed to buy. I looked at it and read:

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

43 Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

I looked over at Harry's and Ron's list and saw they had been asked to get the same stuff. "It's all by the same person." I commented surprised. "It's probably our new defense against the arts teacher who asked to get us all these books." George said. "Bet it's a witch." Fred said but immediately went quiet when Mrs. Weasly shot him a look. "Who is he?" Harry asked. "Oh just some famous bloke, who wrote books on all of his adventures. But mom fancies him. A lot of witches do." Ron whispered so Mrs. Weasly wouldn't hear. Percy came back down wearing his perfect badge on his robes showing it proudly to the table. He went to sit down on his chair when he reached down and grabbed a pile of feathers I was about to ask what it was, when Ron jumped up and said "Errol! I was waiting for him to come back with Hermione's answer. I had wrote to her saying we were going to try and rescue you guys." Ron cleared his throat and read out loud:

"Dear Ron, Harry and Arrington if you're there,

I hope everything went all right and that Harry and Arrington is okay and that you didn't do anything illegal to get them out, Ron, because that would get Harry and Arrington into trouble, too. And goodness knows she- they don't need anymore. I've been really worried and if they are all right, will you please let me know at once, but perhaps it would be better if you used a different owl because I think another delivery might finish your one off. I'm very busy with schoolwork, of course - and we're going to London next Wednesday to buy my new books. Why don't we meet in Diagon Alley? Let me know what's happening as soon as you can.

Love from Hermione."

"Well that fits nicely in our schedule, so I suppose you guys can meet her there. What were you planning on doing today?" "We wanted to go out and play quidditch again mum." Fred said starting to get up. "Arrington if you don't want to play you could always go-" "Uh, mum, she plays quidditch for the Gryffindor team, and she played with us last time." Ron mumbled. I smiled and laughed forcibly, "Oh that's okay Mrs. Weasly I was planning on packing anyway." Mrs. Weasly embarrassed just nodded, and didn't notice my tone. Harry, Ron, Fred, and George all looked at me weirdly and watched me climb up the stairs. I would've loved to have gone and played quidditch with them and they knew that. I clutched the piece of paper that Errol had brought along with Hermione's letter in my hand tightly.

I went upstairs and sat on the bed. I knew I shouldn't read it, but I had to. It was from him. I read the top of the letter and saw that it was Dumbledore who had sent this to me. I laughed sarcastically in my mind, he probably thought I would love to talk about this to people. I read the letter from him.

I collapsed on the floor and started sobbing. God the pain was awful, the letter... the memories all came back. It was like watching a replay over and over again of your worst nightmare. It was almost worse than the potion because Gavin knew everything to say to make me come apart. While memories went to quickly to do a lot of damage. Tears poured down my cheeks and onto the paper, making it crumpled and ruined. I didn't care anymore. I probably would've just killed myself right now, if Harry hadn't come into my life. I had Harry to live for now, I loved and cared for him to much to let him experience hurt over having another family member leave him.

When I heard the boys coming from outside, I turned into a unicorn and flew out the window and landed on the branch outside the window. I could hear Harry laughing and then Ron's door banged open. "Hey where's Arrington?" Ron asked still half laughing. "Don't know." Harry said. Ron yelled down to his mum, and she answered back that I was up there. Ron walked back to Harry and shrugged. "She's probably in the bathroom." But I could hear the more worried tone in his voice. I couldn't go back yet, they would know something serious was up, but I would have to go soon. Suddenly I realized that I left the letter in the bedroom on the ground. I couldn't let them see that, I'd much rather have them see my face then the stupid letter. I quickly flew into the window and landed, I turned back into human and snatched up the letter. Harry saw me grab it and said "Arrington what is that?" I shrugged and said "What?" But my voice cracked giving it away. He studied my face more closely and I could see concern setting in his face. Ron banged back into the room,"She's not in the bath... room." he ended trailing off.

"Arrington give it to me." I shook my head and he lunged for me. I was to fast and jumped out the window, I hesitated for a second thinking I should just end it all, but then I made my decision and in midair I transformed into a unicorn. I flew back to my branch and for good measures I put the letter in my locket. From my branch I could see Harry, but I knew he couldn't see me. The bad part was I couldn't hear them, but at least I could see them. I slowly settled in and was glad I had to be a unicorn, because in this form everything always seemed happier, more innocent like a unicorn.