A/N: Howdy! Ok, here's the next chapter. A few people reviewed ...-tear tear-, but that's ok because I already had like 50 before, so I'm cool.  Oh, and if this Lydia girls seems a little on the weird side, don't mind her, cuz I'm trying to make her as realistic as I can.

Disclaimer: This will be the only time I'll say it because I don't think many people read these things....so I own NADA except the plot.

Chapter One: So Where Are We Going and Why?

"So, where are we going again?" I ask them, hearing Brownie's scared barks as she runs around her new residence.

"By a portkey, Lydia," Daddy replies.

"A what key?" I ask.

"A portkey," Ed repeats, holding out a pair of shades.

"Ok, those Gucci shades don't look anything like a key, and what is this key supposed to do?" I feel really confused now. 'Are they supposed to unlock something?  Cuz they sure as hell don't look like they would...or could...UGH! Confusion is not fun at all!'

Uncle Ed laughs. "Babe, just hold on tight, because we're going for a ride!' I raise an eyebrow at my overly-excited uncle. "Just hold on the the sunglasses!" he says. Daddy grabs a hold onto the glasses and motions for me to do the same.

I roll my eyes. "Ok, whatever you guys say," I say, bored. I grab a hold of the glasses, and I see Uncle Ed look at his watch and countdown.

"Three..."

"Wait...What's supposed-"

"Two..."

"-to happen?"

"One..."

'Oh shit.'

All of a sudden, I feel myself rushing forward faster than I ever thought possible. 'Holy crap, is this one of those freaky rocket cars or something?! AHHH!' Houses pass by, then shops, and finally we stop just as suddenly as we started in front of this weird looking place. I would've never guessed this place existed if I was one of the passerby. Uncle Ed puts away the glasses, then opens the creaky door and lets me in first. I look around the place wide eyed, seeing all these creepy looking people giving me a look as if I was foreign.

"Come on, Lydia, this way," Daddy says.

I obediently follow as I look around this cold, dark tavern. 'People are also dressed differently,' I realize. 'Oh, dude, have they ever heard of jeans? I hope I don't have to wear stuff like that...ugh!' I go through a back door, then you find yourself trapped with Daddy and Ed with a large family. I see the man of the family tap a... wand 'Omigod! There are actual wands! Oh, this is so freaking awesome!' on the brick wall in a weird pattern. I gasp as I see the bricks begin to move, then create an archway to go through. I see the family walk on through, then Uncle Ed begins to follow them.

Seeing how I wasn't moving, Daddy says, "Come on, honey, don't be afraid!" He pushes me forward a bit, and still wide eyed, I walk through and into a wonderful road full of shops. I look around, fascinated by all that was going on around me, from the people's clothing (which were similar to the cloaks the people in the tavern were wearing) to the owls' turning their heads toward my direction. I have a crazy grin on my face as I spin around, looking at as much as I possibly can. Daddy smiles, then tells me, "Alright, Lydia, we're have some serious shopping to do!"

4 hours later

Exhausted, I come out of the pet shop, holding a cage in my hands. In there contained the most beautiful owl I've ever seen. He reminded me so much of Brownie that I insisted on having him, from his brown feathers to the look in his eyes. I decided to name him Chocolate, since no other name seemed to fit him. Uncle Ed and Daddy have come out of the shop, holding absolutely nothing.

"Wait, what happened to all my stuff?!" I cry, looking for everything I just bought.

"Don't worry!" laughs Ed. "Ever heard of shrinking charms?"

"Uh....not really!" I say, pouting playfully. Uncle Ed snorts.  "Come on, Eddy, this is totally NOT funny!" He laughs even harder, my own father joining with his own sniggering. I pout, roll my eyes, then hand Chocolate to them. I turn around and begin strolling my way back while I mutter under my breath, "Men."

Suddenly, I run into a tall figure, losing my balance and shrieking as I fall, landing straight on my bottom. I hear the figure, obviously a man, hiss, "Watch where you're going, you blind little girl!"

I manage to stutter an apology, then look straight into the eyes of this stranger. I freeze right where I stand, this man glaring at my with more malice than I ever thought possible. With long white hair, his cold blue eyes seem to look deep into my soul in an uncomfortable way.

"Malfoy," I hear my dad say icily from behind.

"White," the man called Malfoy replied. "I suggest you keep that filthy daughter of yours up on her toes...Who knows who could be after her..."

"What the hell did you just call me?" I say ferociously. "I don't appreciate those kind of comments."

He smirks. "Figures, you sure have one hell of a mouth... So much like your mother..."

"Don't you dare even say that, I have no mother!" I growl, rage filling every cell in your body. I feel my father's grip on my shoulder, feeling him retrain me.

"Back off, Malfoy, just leave the her alone," my dad says with a calm but dangerous voice. Malfoy just grunts, glares at me one last time, then twirls around, his cloak following him. My father finally releases my shoulders. However, I notice a boy not much older than me also following the cruel man, his cold gray eyes searching through my own. An odd shiver goes up my spine as he nods to me as if saying 'We'll meet again'.

I glare at the two disappearing backs, then say, "Who the hell are those people?."

Ed sighs, "Look, love, lets not talk about it now, ok? Here, let's go to one of the ice cream shops down here and have a little treat before we leave, alright?"

"I'm not in the mood," I state angrily. Then I feel Ed's warm and comforting hand on my shoulder, turning me around to force me to look at him.

"Look, Lydia, those are the Malfoys. They don't really have the greatest history with us, considering the fact your great-great-great grandmother did something very hurtful to the Malfoy family when she was young," he recites. "I wish I could tell you what, but I do not know myself. None of our family knows, and no one in the Malfoy family knows, either. They're just taking out the anger on us because they just want to feel more powerful"

"Honey, you're gonna just have to try to forget what happened today, ok?" Daddy says tenderly. I look at him, emotionless, then nod slowly. "Now, how about that ice cream?"

September 1st

I hear the annoying buzz of my glorious alarm clock. I groan, twist and turn, when I realize, 'Oh shit, it's the first day of school!!' I quickly scramble out of bed and put on the outfit I picked out for the day: my favorite shirt, which was pink and said in white letters "Whatever you can do...I can do BETTER", my most comforable jeans, and my pink and white Roxys. I check myself in the mirror, grabbing my blue Jansport and immediately grab my hairbrush and quickly brush out my bed hair. I decide to put on a bit of my watermelon lip gloss and run a thin line of black eyeliner under each eye. I take a last look at my new room, then put on my backpack, grab my suitcase, and run down the stairs.

"Good morning," says Daddy.

"Hey Daddy," I reply, kissing him on the cheek.

"You ready?" asks Uncle Ed, looking up from his newspaper with Chocolate perched next to him. I snatch a piece of toast, take a bite, and say, "Let's get a move on, people!"

At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters

"Ok, honey, all you have to do is run straight through these two platforms," says Ed. I give them a weird look.

"It looks pretty damn solid to me!" I say.

"Lydia, don't worry about it, just go for it!" says Daddy, excitement in his voice, but sadness in his eyes. I stare at him for a few seconds, then give him the biggest hug. "Don't forget to write."

"I won't, Dad. Don't worry, I'll be ok."

I break away from his grasp, then look at Uncle Eddy, giving him a big hug, too. "Now, if any guy tries to make a move on you..."

I giggle. "Don't start, Eddy. I'm a big girl now, I can take care of myself." I break away from him also, then look at my watch. "10:55! Oh crap I'm gonna be late!"

"Just run!" they shout.

I look back at them, giving my last wave, then speed through the seemingly solid wall. After a few seconds of darkness, I find myself standing in front of the weirdest looking train I've ever seen. 'The weirdest? I mean the only train I've seen!'

I hear a screech, "Come on, girl! Give me your things and get on the train!" I give the older woman my luggage quickly, also giving her the screeching Chocolate. I shush her, giving her a treat. Chocolate immediately shuts up and starts chewing while the older woman takes my stuff away.

I step through the door, then seeing how many compartments there were, I decide to walk down the halls, seeing if I could find any empty ones. Miraculously, I find an empty compartment, and I settle myself there, plopping my feet on the seats across from me.

I look out the window, thinking of how I plan to change my image this year. 'All my life, in California, I never thought about changing myself. Lately, however, I felt that my attitude was way more negative than it should've been. I've been way more mature than the rest of my friends, but it always seemed like I was depressed everyday. I wasn't seen as a street bum, a smoker or a drinker; but I wasn't exactly the most positive of people. This year, I'm gonna change, start fresh. No one has to know what my life was like before!'

I hear my compartment door open, and when I turn to see who interrupted my thoughts, I freeze again, seeing the same pair of eyes I saw back at Diagon Alley.

A/N: Woo! Good grief. I'm like dead now. Ok, is it still good? Please let me know and REVIEW!