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Summary: Victoria Weston lives in New York with her eleven year old daughter when her daughter receives a letter from Hogwarts. Now she is forced to go back to England, where her husband that had raped her before forcing her into marriage lives. She has to face the past, especially her former self known as Virginia Weasley…

A/N: Here's chapter two…Don't worry there will be a lot of SS/GW moments later in the story…

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Chapter 2 – Diagon Alley

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"Molly! Hurry up! Our plane is leaving in half an hour!" Victoria screamed from downstairs.

Their plane to England would leave soon and if they didn't arrive at the airport in half an hour, it would leave without them. After thinking for a few days, Victoria had come to the conclusion that allowing Molly to go to Hogwarts and teaching at Hogwarts was the better option. But that didn't mean that she depended or trusted Dumbledore. Her parents had told her that Dumbledore was the strongest wizard and yet he had let her so-called husband get his hands on her. No, she didn't trust any of them. And that included her family. She had transferred all of her money into a muggle bank account in England, which was run by a wizard. From there, she would have to transfer it into Gringotts. She had given her assistant charge of her business and house. If she was to come back, then she could have everything back. Victoria had packed a suitcase while Molly had three large suitcases.

Her daughter finally appeared with at the top of their stairs with a red t-shirt that said 'Magic Rules' and black jeans. Victoria remembered that shirt very vividly. She had started screaming at her daughter telling her to take that shirt off that instant. She sighed…she just wished to be normal…

She watched as her daughter came down the stairs happily.

"Let's go"

Back to the past, Victoria thought.

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"Come on, mum. I can't wait to my wand!" her daughter screamed from the hotel's door.

It was the day after they had arrived in England and even though, there was at least two weeks left before the start of school, the two were headed towards Diagon Alley. Victoria needed to owl Dumbledore but in order to do so, she would need an owl. She could get the owl from Diagon Alley so she decided that she would do the shopping there as well.

She looked at herself in the mirror, making sure that no one would be able to recognize her from the sixteen year-old girl that had died eleven years ago. She was once again wearing a knee-length black skirt with a beige blouse. Her purse and boots were black leather. No, she definitely didn't look like Virginia Weasley, a Weasley much less. She made sure that her wand was in her purse and left the room. She was met by her grinning daughter at the door. She quickly locked the door and made their way out of the hotel. It was at least a fifteen-minute drive to the Leaky Cauldron.

When they entered the Leaky Cauldron, Victoria felt Molly hold her hand. She didn't blame the poor girl. They were all staring at them awkwardly, probably thought that they were muggles. Victoria pulled her daughter and made their way towards the entrance but was stopped by a voice.

"Excuse me, Miss. But you folks aren't allowed there," Tom the barkeeper said.

"I believe that I can only shop for my supplies at Diagon Alley," Victoria responded which shocked the whole bar.

"Ok, you folk are magic?" Tom asked.

Victoria only nodded and pulled her daughter towards the closest. She could feel that even though, her daughter liked magic, the atmosphere of the Leaky Cauldron was a bit much for her. She walked to the wall, took out her wand, and tapped the bricks in correct order. When the brick started to move, and the entrance of Diagon Alley opened, her daughter gasped in aw.

"This is amazing!" she said as she pulled her mother into Diagon Alley.

Victoria, feeling rather Ginny, smiled. It had been eleven years since she had seen Diagon Alley and yet it was just as lively. There were wizards and witches moving around trying to get their supplies. Some of them looked at them rather oddly but didn't care much. Victoria quickly made her way towards Gringotts. She had transferred her money this morning. She just hoped that it worked.

The moment that they entered Gringotts, they were met by many goblins running around. She walked to the front desk and addressed the head goblin.

"Hi. My money was transferred her from Michaels' bank," she said. "My name is Victoria Weston."

"Miss Weston," the goblin said looking at her suspiciously. "Can you tell me the password?"

"Yes," she said. "I believe that it's 'Wolfsbane'".

"You're right," he sais still looking at her suspiciously. "But can we put the truth spell on you?"

"Sure," she said. "Go ahead."

The goblin walked away and came back with a wizard that Victoria was very familiar with. Although, he wasn't family, he was a very close friend to two of her brothers. It was Lee Jordan

"Hello, miss…" he said smiling.

"Weston."

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"I am sure that the goblin here has told you of your task already. Now please complete it," she said coldly.

"Sure thing. Ok, let's see… Verito," he said as he put the truth spell on her.

"Are you really Victoria Weston?" the goblin asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Did you transfer your money here?"

"Yes, I did."

"Do you have a husband?" Lee Jordan suddenly asked.

"Yes, I do," she answered before she could stop herself. She knew that she did have a husband. That bastard of a Death Eater was her husband. "Now take this spell off of me now!"

Lee Jordan looked taken back at the fact that she was married but he did take the spell of without any argument.

"Thank you," she said. "Now can I take my money?"

"Yes," the goblin responded. "Here's your key," he said handing her a small golden key.

She quickly put it in her purse and was led down into the back. The goblin that was with them eyed them suspiciously every few seconds but that didn't stop him from taking them to their vault. When they arrived at their vault, he asked for the small golden key which Victoria took out of her purse. He opened the vault to reveal a vault full of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts. She wondered at how much her family might have needed her money.

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They were now walking out of Gringotts. Victoria knew that the first thing that Molly would need is a wand so she made their way towards Ollivander's. When they entered the shop, she noticed that he was busy selling a wand to a small boy. He had his parents with him but Victoria didn't much attention to them and started to tell Molly about how Gryffindor was. If she had watched the parents, she would have known that the boy was actually related to her.

"Ah, Miss Weston. Unicorn hair, Willow, 9 inches," Ollivander exclaimed after the other family had left.

Was there anybody who didn't know who she was?

"Ollivander," she said she nodded and pulled Molly forwards.

"You must be Miss Weston's daughter. And your name is?" Ollivader asked.

"Molly Rosaline Weston," she said smiling.

"So Molly Rosaline Weston; would you like to get your wand now?" he asked.

"Yes sir," she said sweetly.

Victoria waited behind as her daughter tried many wands. Why did it take her so long? She was getting bored when she finally saw the wand that Molly had in her hand working perfectly. She quickly got up to the counter where Molly was standing with Ollivander.

"Dragon Scale, Willow, 10 inches," Ollivander exclaimed. "An odd combination, I have to say. Your father had Dragon Scale."

Victoria froze at his last comment. HOW DARE HE?!

"You knew my father?" Molly asked getting hopeful.

"Yes, your father is a man of power," he said sighing.

"Don't you mean was?" Molly asked suspiciously.

It was at that point that Ollivander understood that the young girl thought that her father was dead when he was very much alive.

"Yes, yes. I meant was," he said looking at Victoria who nodded.

Victoria quickly bought Molly's wand and dragged her out of the shop.

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It was five hours later, and Victoria and Molly had gotten everything that they needed, plus a few extra objects. Victoria had bought Molly an owl which she had used to send Dumbledore a letter telling him that she would arrive at Hogwarts that morning. Victoria had gotten herself a copy of all the Transfiguration books that her students would use along with a couple of extra ones. Molly's robed fit her perfectly and Victoria was glad to see her daughter in robes that were second-hand. When she had been a child, she had received nothing but second-hand robes. She had bought her daughter many casual robes, a couple of Hogwarts robes and two dress robes. But she had refused to buy anything but a black robe that she could put on top of her muggle clothing. She wasn't about to change her style, plus what she wore is what she felt. She had bought her quills in random colours but most of them were red and gold. It was just the Gryffindor in her.

It was about dinner time, and they had decided to dine in the new magical restaurant that had opened in Diagon Alley. They were comfortably seated in a table and eating.

"So how do you like Diagon Alley?" she asked her daughter holding her utensils in her hands.

"It's amazing!" Molly replied putting her hands on the table. "I love it here."

"I'm glad that you do," Victoria said smiling. "So have you thought of a name for your owl yet?"

"Yeah. I decided to name her Bella," she said smiling.

"Bella, I didn't know you knew Italian," she said proud of her for some unknown reason.

"I didn't know it was Italian," she said smiling mischievously. "My best friend in New York was named Bella."

"Oh. Bella is a beautiful name," she responded.

"I love her. She is so beautiful," Molly said while eating. "She's as white as snow."

White as snow. There was another owl that Victoria knew that was white as snow, and that was Harry Potter's owl, Hedwig. Harry Potter could go kill himself for all she cared. If he was such a big hero, why didn't he save her from the bastard?

"I bet that you will love Hogwarts," she said. "So do you have any house that you want to get sorted in?"

"Yeah, I wanna be in Gryffindor just like you," she said looking very happy.

Victoria smiled at her and nodded.

"Mum, you never told me which house dad was in," her daughter said looking up.

Victoria's jaw clenched and she tried to stay calm. It did work because her daughter couldn't see any difference in her mother whatsoever.

"You father was in Slytherin," she said putting her hands on the table.

"But I thought that Gryffindors and Slytherins hated each other. How did dad die? Was he killed because he liked a Gryffindor?" she asked sadly.

"You could say that," she said hating that she had to lie to her only daughter like that.

"Oh. How was dad?" her daughter.

Victoria pulled her hands together and looked straight at her daughter. How could she tell her daughter that her father was a cold heartless bastard who had raped a girl who was young enough to be his daughter? Not to forget the fact that he also forcefully married the girl.

"I don't want to talk about your father anymore."

"Oh, mum. I am so sorry. I know that it must hurt you to talk about him," she said holding her mother's hand on the table.

She was right. It did hurt to talk about her child's father but not the way that her daughter thought it hurt her. She closed her eyes and stopped the tears from falling on her cheek. When she opened her eyes, she was met by her daughters grey eyes.

"You will have to spend a lot of time here from now on."

"I would love to spend the rest of my life in the Wizarding World, mum," she said grinning.

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A/N: And that's chapter two….I have already written the third chapter…so I might post it very soon if I get enough encouragement *cough*review*cough*…lol…

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