Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, I do own Draco, he's locked in my basement. I mean, he's at Hogwarts, where imaginary people like him should be.

"What? NO! Daddy, we can't move!" I screamed.

"I know you don't want to, and I don't either, but it's not like we have a choice. The Ministry picked the few of us, and some of the best, I might add"- He gave a fake lopsided smile to cheer me up- "to go and help. You- Know-Who is back, you know." He looked so sad, his brown eyes weren't as cheerful as they should be, and they had lost that twinkle. He hadn't looked like this since mum left, and that was when I was six. It was rather degrading.

I put my hands in my sweatshirts front pocket and looked at the ground, "Yea, I know, but we're safe here." The USA was safe, wasn't it? He was only at large in Europe, right?

"I know you're going to miss your friends at Salem, but you can send them owls, and you'll make plenty of new friends at Hogwarts, I know it." He smiled; it was a sad smile, though. He didn't want to move either; it was no use making a fuss about it.

"Yea, I will." I gave him a hug and Apparated up to my room.

So, I was going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I've heard about it, it's a castle in Europe. I'm sure it's much different from James Town School for Young Witches and Wizards, which was built like a fort and made out of wood. James Town was built about 300 years ago and much unlike Hogwarts or Beauxbatons, it was to American. All brought on too fast and new. We'll never have those wonderful things that Beauxbatons has, with their beautiful robes and comfortable bedrooms that are much like suites in muggle hotels. Hogwarts doesn't look so bad, though. Other than it's complicated stairways and hidden rooms. James Town doesn't have anything like that, though the rooms tend to switch around if they aren't kept tidy.

I think I'll send Abby a letter, she'd know what to do.

To my friend Abby, Bad news, my friend, very bad news. As you know, He is back, and well. Dad got a letter today, from the English Ministry of Magic. You know he's an Auror, and well. they asked him to help out over there where He's at large! I have to go to that school Hogwarts and I have to move! Oh, Abby, I'm so scared! What if he's killed? They say Hogwarts is safe, but Dad won't be at Hogwarts! I'm so scared for him. I'm nervous about this new school thing, too. Maybe somebody else is coming, I hope it isn't Phil, he drools over me *gag*. Please reply soon! I'm sending this with Gary, could you let her play with Basilisk, I can't believe you named it that. With scared love, Sky

I called for my owl out the window. She was a gray owl not much unlike all the other owls around here. She held out her leg and I tied the letter to it. She flew off into the night, it was a crappy night. To many people have their damn lights on. Stupid muggles with their stupid lights. I think I'll go play a game of Exploding Snap at make the neighbors call the cops because they think I have fire works.

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I woke up to Gary pecking at my window. She had a response:

Shit Sky! You can't move! So unfair. I'm so sorry about your dad, I'm sure he'll be okay, though. He's an awesome Auror, and he'll have back-up, no worries( I have a cousin in Hogwarts Pansy Parkinson. She's a bitch, though, don't hang around her. I'm so sad. And we're going to Hawaii for the rest of vacation, this is so depressing. Send me loads of owls and pictures! A really sad teenager, Abby

Damn, now that made me sad. She didn't seem very sad about me moving, but she's pretty good about hiding her true feelings. Damn her. I'm going to go down to breakfast and ask about staying over.

Yum, muggle cereal, not excited, "CHEERIOS! OMG! CHEERIOS! Dad, you got Cheerios? YAY!" I did a small little dance, who can hate Cheerios?

"Ha, yep, just for you", he smiled and hugged me. We never have Cheerios, mainly because we ever have muggle money. We get most of our groceries from Fenco's Grocer; it's in the all-magic folk town a few miles away, so no Cheerios(. No Abby either.

"Dad, is anyone else coming to England?" I asked half way through my Cheerios, we were serious again, I hate being serious. No more Cheerio happiness for me.

"Well, yea, not a lot of people, but the Diggles, Mephuses, and the Valkens, that's about it that you know."

"Ugh, the Diggles? Phil Diggle?" Phil Diggle had a huge crush on me, it was sick.

"Yep" he smiled and cleared his plate. "We leave in five days."

My eyes got bigger "Five days?! FIVE DAYS?! Oh my."

Five days? That was hardly enough time. Floo Powder only worked within the country, so not cool.

Yea, okay say it, that sucked. It'll be better though, and it wasn't really funny. It sucked. Give me some fuken reviews! I'll post the next chapter in a bit. It has to do with Diagon Alley and Draco Malfoy;)