Ariel could feel a crisis coming along, and she went in to prevention mode. "George, this is Tonks. She and some others want to take Allie and me to Hogwarts.

George frowned. "Hogwarts? Isn't that on the other side of the world or something?"

Kelly smiled nervously and rung her hands. She always got fidgety when Ariel mentioned anywhere outside of the little town where they lived. "I'm not sure if that would be such a good idea. It's a big school, and you'd be so far from your home, and you'd be leaving all your friends-"

Professor McGonagall walked into the room, obviously having listened to the conversation. "We are taking them from your care for now. Their parent's money is sufficient and Remus Lupin will be their primary caregiver. We feel that ever since the return of You-Know-Who, that the Livelle children are unsafe in the care of a non-magical family. We appreciate your cooperation."

The Darwin's looked taken aback at the woman's briskness, and her slightly strange sounding tone of voice that sounded like that of a recording.

McGonagall smiled slightly and then passed them and took Allie to her room to pack.

"Well, er, I suppose, we should go back to bed, Kelly." George said, trying to recover. They walked out, and Ariel smirked slightly.

"How are we getting there?"

"Portkey. Old beer bottle."

"And we're going where?"

Tonks put a finger to her lips. "It's a secret. Gotta tell you later."

"Damn right. You're getting better Tonks." The man with the crazy eye and the boy were standing there in the doorway.

"You're such a killjoy, Moody. Oh, Ariel, this is Mad-Eye Moody. He's got a scary eye, but he's really just mad really. And this is Harry. Potter."

Ariel nodded. "Nice to meet you both. I've heard about you guys of course, but only in a text-book-ey sort of way. And Mad-Eye was not the name they used, but I think it's actually better than Alastor."

Moody smiled a garish smile that made his face seem deformed.

"So when can we leave?"

"Eager much? Wait for your sister." Tonks said, and as if on cue, Allie appeared with a trunk somewhat like Ariel's and she jumped up and down. "Come on lets go!" Allie said with a surprising enthusiasm for an 11 year old at 3 in the morning.

"Portkey ready!" Tonks said. Everyone touched a finger to the beer bottle and in 10 seconds, they were off.

SLAM. They landed on the ground in a large court. Ariel fell into Harry, and he caught her.

"Nice catch" She said.

"Nice fall." He responded, grinning.

He stood her back up, and she saw his owl. "Oh she's beautiful! Mine's name is Annabelle Lee. What's yours?"

"Hedwig. I've had her since I was 11."

"I've had mine since before I can remember."

"Even, er, before your parents died?" Ariel nodded.

"She flew to me when they found me." Harry looked grim.

"Come on, let's go inside wherever it is."

"Grimauld Place." Everyone was listening to the conversation and they heard what he said.

"Where is it?"

Harry smiled. "Close your eyes and think about the place, '12 Grimauld Place'."

Ariel closed her eyes and imagined the place she was instructed to. When she reopened her eyes, in between 11 and 13, was 12, where it had not been before. Ariel smiled.

"Shall we, Miss?" Harry lent her his arm.

"Of course Sir Potter." And the pair carried their owls and other assortment of baggage to the house.

"Oh, wow." Ariel said.

"It's not much but it used to be my…" Harry stopped. Ariel could tell that whatever it was, it was a touchy subject. "It used to be my godfather's house, but he died." Ariel was right. It was an incredibly touchy subject.

"Harry! Oh my God, Harry!" A bushy haired girl came rushing down the stairs, followed by a boy with flaming red hair. She rushed up and hugged him. "Hey Hermione." He said. "Hey Harry." The boy said. "Hey, what's up Ron? This is Ariel, you guys. She comes from America." Hermione squealed.

"I've read about that place! My parents said we could visit this winter."

"Then don't go to Michigan. Or Maine. Vermont and New York might be a good place to stay away from too." Hermione looked puzzled.

"Why?" Ariel laughed. "Because it's freezing over there in winter! I've lived there in Michigan. You do not want to go on vacation in winter to any of those places."

"Oh. Well, you want to go up stairs and put your stuff away. You'll sleep in me and Ginny's room."

She led you up the stairs, helping you carry your stuff.

"Put your trunk in the corner. We'll be eating soon I suppose."

With that she left.