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Chapter One: Home

It had been seventeen years since she had been in England, and eighteen years since she had been in Scotland. After hiding in the United States for so long, it was odd being back. Sarah was scared. All her friends and relatives thought she was dead; besides, they might not recognize her. She was very cautious, and much more intelligent. Changes in appearance had come about as well, as she had lost a few pounds, the sun had naturally bleached her hair, and she wore tighter clothes. Would Albus and Remus even recognize her?

Sarah picked up her bags, and walked out of the airport. Walking towards a dark, deserted alley, she raised her wand, said the light charm, and heard a loud BANG! The Knight Bus arrived directly in front of her, and opened its doors.

"Good Evenin', and this is the Knight Bus. This is the emergency transport for any stranded witch or wizard. Step on board, and we'll take you anywhere! My name's Stan Shunpike, and I'm the conductor this evenin'."

"How much to get to Hogsmeade?"

"Do you want anythin' with the transport?" Sarah shook her head. "Then it's fourteen sickles."

Sarah got the money out of her purse, and handed it to Stan. He grabbed one of her bags, and put it on a bed right up front. Stan smiled at her and sat down in an armchair next to the driver, who was introduced as Ernie Prang.

As Sarah reached for her book, the bus started off with another BANG! Suddenly, Stan said, "Ya know, a few years ago, we 'ad 'Arry Potter sit exactly where you are now!"

Staring at him for a moment, she asked in disbelief, "D-did you just say H- Harry Potter?"

"Yeah! 'E woss pretendin' to be Neville Longbottom!"

"Neville Longbottom? Wow! When you go away for seventeen years, and when you come back, everything is different than you thought it'd be!"

"Course it is! Seventeen years is a long time! Woss your name, and how old are ya? I thought you was 'bout eighteen, but now I know you can't be!"

Sarah looked at him and laughed. "No Stan. I'm S-Sally Lu-Lanin. I'm actually thirty-seven, but I'll take the compliment! Why?"

"Well, um, it doesn't matter now."

"Oh, come on; I promise I won't laugh. Really!"

"I - thought you were - cute," he mumbled.

Sarah looked at him and smiled. She'd only gotten that compliment from four people in her life: her mother, before she died, her grandfather, Albus, the man she hated the most, Peter Pettigrew, and.She turned away so Stan couldn't see the tears in her eyes. 'Why are you crying over him? All he ever did was get you in trouble, and hurt you with cruel words! Don't you remember that?' she thought.

"Of course I do!" she said out loud.

"Course ya do, what?" asked Stan.

Realizing what had just happened, Sarah quickly replied, "Nothing! I - was talking to myself."

Stan nodded. 'Oh I bet that sounded great,' Sarah reflected. Looking back out the window at the scenery rushing by, Sarah realized they'd be in Hogsmeade any second now. BANG!

Sarah looked out the window and saw the Three Broomsticks. Gathering her bags, she stepped off the bus with a polite nod and thank you to Stan and Ernie. She was back; she was finally back. But what had she come back to?

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Sorry that was so short, but it just means that I'll probably add the next chapter soon. There won't be any romance for a bit, but I won't make you wait too long! Ideas, constructive criticism, anything: PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!