Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any related material used in the fan fiction. Nor do I own Logan, Eve, or Sarah Black. I give great doubt that I'll ever own them and think these disclaimers to be a waste of time on Fan Fictions the name fan fiction seems to be quiet obvious that it was created knowingly as fiction by a fan.

Athour's Note: Though I've not gotten a review from the previous chapter I'm going to put up this one. Also if anyone knows where I can find a ff about Thief Lord or Inkheart both written by Cornelia Funke please e-mail me. Thanks for reading. As always hope you enjoy. Sarah

Chapter 2 Homeward bound

Sarah slept without dream that night. Her alarm went off at 8 am the next morning after breakfast Sarah finished the summers home work. By noon she was sitting in the living room reading from one of her mother's thick volumes. Fred was seated across from her flipping through the Daily Prophet.

"Jacob called for you yesterday after you went to bed." he commented without looking up from his article.

" Good for him." she answered. He sighed and put down his paper.

"Sarah, you've got to speak with him sometime. He lives within walking distance, and you two, untill this summer, have been unsepratable." he stared at the top of her head so long that she looked up.

"What did you do?" she asked pulling herself away from the adorable Bo and his friend the Theif Lord.

"He'll be here in tweenty minutes." Fred picked up his paper folded it and strode to the kitchen. Today the smells were of his newest experiment not a wonderful dinner. Sarah was more than angery. She was absoultly furious with her uncle. But she couldn't stop him her mother had instructed her to do as he said. Beside that she'd never been able to lie to him, he was one of her heroes. Exactly tweenty minutes later the fire place crackled though there was no fire in it and a boy landed on the hearth. He had sandy hair and blue/green eyes. He was dressed like any ordinary boy living in the English countryside. His skin was tanned a beautiful color from his long hours in the sun, his already light hair was bleached lighter. But even with theses small changes since she'd last seen him, at her father's funeral, the boy was without a doubt her neighbor and dear friend Jacob.

"Hey Sar. " he greeted standing up and shaking himself.

"Hello Jacob, what brings you here today?" she asked stiffly.

"Fine, don't sound happy to see me. I just came because... Sarah I'm...we're worried about you. I can stand the silent treatment, you've given it to me many times. But your family can't take it." he said coming to sit on the arm of the chair and looking her nearest to the eyes as he could. Sarah looked up at him through her lashes and met his gaze.

"I'm not three. I don't need someone to hold my hand when I cross the street, or tell me right from wrong. Likewise I don't need the neighbor boy to come over and inform me that my family is mad. Frankly I don't think they give a rat's"

"If they don't I do." Jacob cut her off. "Come with me I want to show you something." He took her hand and led her out the back door. Out in a gathering of trees in the middle of the field was a tree house. Jacob sent his friend up first then climbed the wooden ladder himself. Within was little chairs and a table, in a corner was a bed, but these were normal things for a child's play house. So were the pictures on the walls and the oaths in the dawer of the table. What set this one apart from all other's was fact that two wizard children had grown up planning there future in this tree house. Their memories of it were different than anyone elses.

"Jake, why did you drag me up here?" Sarah asked sitting down on a chair and looking at a picture she'd drawn when she was six. It depicted two people a red headed girl and a boy with bright yellow hair getting married.

"You don't think I care?" he asked. "I don't know what happened that night. I'm not going to push it either. But Sarah, in this tree we've always told eachother everything. Nothing in unsafe up here."

"I can't tell you Jake. I can't put it into words. It's to hard."

Sarah looked forward for September 1st all summer. Fred took her to Diagon Alley and to the train station. Hermione still didn't like to talk to her daughter. Before Sarah boarded the train she had a hard time saying good -bye to Fred.

"I guess I have to go now."Sarah said hugging her uncle again.

"Yes you can't stay here all day the train leaves in a moment."

"Fred, Thank you for everything this summer. I will miss you."

"Don't think about it Sarah I did what I had to we are family that is what you do. I will miss you too."

"Love you Fred." Sarah said as she boarded the train.

"Love You too sweetie so does your mother."Fred waved

"I know I know." Sarah said to herself as she wondered down the ails looking for an empty compartment. She went in and sat down in a compartment with just Shufoy and Prenhoe in it. Prenhoe was standing up looking out the window in deep thought as he watched the people say their good-byes and Shufoy was sitting on the seat without a word Sarah sat next to him.

"Hello Sarah. How was your summer?" Shufoy said in his soft voice.

"Hi Shu. Umm it was a pretty crummy summer. How about yours?" Sarah replied as her green eyes stared at Prenhoe. She had developed feelings for him over the summer even if she wouldn't ever be able to tell him.

"Mine was ok I suppose. I am sorry about yours though." Shufoy was trying not to talk about Sarah's father and she knew it. Prenhoe turned around when he realized Shufoy was talking to some one.

"Oh hello Sarah. How are you?"He asked just the same as he had the past 4 years.

"Fine." Sarah answered in the one word that came to mind.

"Ooooo Fine. The girls' favorite word. How are ya really though?" a familiar voice called from the open door. Sarah turned to see her best friend Tiffany standing in the door. She looked really good her long red hair hanging lose, wearing a green tube top and cargo pants.

"I will be fine Tiffiany. You look great." Sarah replied.

"Thank you." Tiffany replied as she eyed Prenhoe.

"Hi Tiffany." Prenhoe said trying not to show his hate for her."Hello Prenhoe. Nice dog collar." Prenhoe and Tiffany glared at each other. Shufoy and Sarah shifted uneasily in their seats.

"Where's the boys?" Sarah asked trying to break the tension.

"They will be here in a second they are loading the trunks." Tiffany said sitting down next to Sarah as Micheal, Ryan, Mark, and Bart walked up.

"Hi guys."Sarah said as soon as she saw them.

"Hey"Micheal and Ryan said in unison while Mark and Bart stared at Prenhoe.

"Why is the pr...Why is he in here?" Mark asked stopping himself before calling Prenhoe 'prince'. Which was what they'd elected to call him long ago.

"It is his compartment."Sarah replied Sarah was wearing blue jeans, a pink sweater, and lipstick and looked better than she had all summer. The group talked for a moment while people walked by outside the compartment passing rumors about Ron Weasley and the train sped down the tracks. A tall burly 16 year old stopped at the door.

"Hello Sarah How are you?" The boy asked seeing Sarah.

"Hiya Wood I am perfectly fine. I heard your dad was going to retire is it true?"

"My Dad Ha can you see that Oliver Wood retires after a nearly 20 year long carrier playing keeper for many quitditch teams. Naw Dad ain't retiring."Wood said trying not to laugh. Sarah smiled.

"Good I was in hopes it was just a lie."

"Yeah well I got to run. Bye Sarah."

"Bye Wood." Sarah called after him as he walked off. Sarah saw her friends all staring at her in the moment Wood had been there Sarah was her normal old self.

"See I told you Sarah wasn't as weak as most the mortal girls."Bart mumbled to Mark as the two smirked. They all changed into their robes a few minutes later and soon the train pulled to a stop and everyone boarded the carriages. When inside Sarah thanked everyone for all their help that summer.

"Okay maybe she is a weakling."Bart mumbled. Sarah rolled her eyes at Bart.

"I dare you to roll your eyes at me when I rule the world."Bart growled at Sarah.

"Shut up Tomb Robber." Prenhoe snapped as Bart drew his hand back to slap Sarah.

Prenhoe grabbed Bart's hand as he tried to swing it at Sarah.

"Aww how cute the prince has feelings for the mortal girl." Bart taunted.

"Yes she is a friend of mine and as long as I am around you will not slap her." Prenhoe replied simply. Sarah blushed madly as the carriage pulled to stop.

Sarah jumped out and went to give the horse a treat while all her friends climbed out of the carriage. Sarah stroke the horse. The threastals had been removed long ago to much death lead to too many people seeing them and it scared a lot of the students.

"Coming Sarah?" Yugi asked as he walked up next to her.

"Yeah. Sure is good to be home." Sarah answered as they walked up the stairs and into Hogwarts.