After the final bell rang we went home to find what we will need is already in a trunk with our initials on them.

This brings me back to the beginning, where I am yelling at my parents for never telling me. "Well?"

"Oh honey, we didn't know." My step-dad said

"How could you not know? There has to have been a witch or wizard in your family at one point, Mom."

"No, there wasn't. Not for Melvin either." My mom told me, looking at the ground.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, fearing the words I thought may come out of her mouth.

Then they came, "I never meant for you to find out like this. Baby, you...you're...adopted." She started sobbing.

We talked for most of the night. I found out that there was a reason I look nothing like any of my family members. The light brown or blond straight hair and light brown or blue eyes. One other big thing I found out was that my "Mom" had a miscarriage and adopted me after a month of paperwork.

"There is another thing we can tell you, one other. Your parents we don't know who they are or were, but their ethnic background. Your real father is English and your real mother... is Irish. So you always did have that Irish in you." My "mom" told me just before I went to bed. She said it with difficulty through her sobs. "Good night, Baby."

The next day we all met up at school like "normal," just as Dumbledore said to do. We sat with out trunks in a deserted classroom, talking about the "sorry" talks everyone had last night. I can't stop thinking about it, but also don't want to let everyone know my life is a big lie. Not even my best friends can know.

"My parents told me not to tell my little sister and that they were 'so so very sorry'." Liv said, a little disgusted with her parents by the sound of her voice. Basically everyone agreed.

"My grandma said I reminded her of herself." Manda snickered.

"I don't give a shit, and neither do my parents." Matt half said to himself, probably assuring himself he doesn't care.

"What about you Kati?" Sami asked me. She could tell I did not look "O.K.".

"What?" I am barely listening to the conversation the others are having. "Oh yeah, you know 'sorry we didn't tell you sooner.'." "And by the way, you're not our child," I thought to my self. I blanked out the rest of the conversation all together after that.

I stood up, sensing Dumbledore coming. "What's going on?" Liv, Sami, and Manda asked in unison.

"Nothing, Dumbledore's coming." I said casually, as if I could always tell if someone was approaching.

"He is? Are you sure?" Ben asks, but as he did Dumbledore walked through the door.

"Yes, he is, and yes, she is, Mr. Wagner." Dumbledore answered for me. They all looked at me. I looked at the ground. That's all I needed, everyone to think I'm weird.. er. "Shall we go? Unfortunately I can't transport you over the ocean, stupid rules, but I can get you to Chicago. Everyone grab your trunks; don't let go and everyone hold on to this. This will get you there." He handed us a shoe. His right hand poked out of its sleeve and Dumbledore quickly covered it. He looked a little worried about it but tried not to let us know. "Um, Oh yes, Miss Bradley, would you be so kind and once everyone is holding, on it can be just a finger as long as you touch it, counting down from three?"

"Of course, Professor, Sir." Manda said shyly. Then he disappeared with a soft pop.

"He disapparated." Liv squealed with delight.

Everyone grabbed their things tightly and touched the shoe. Manda started the count down. "Three... two... one." A huge pull grabbed us all. Our feet left the ground! We cannot let go of the shoe or our things, it's like we are glued to them. It was all so fast, and then it just stopped. We all fell to the ground from the weight of the release. We are in the lobby of the airport in Chicago. "I've always wanted to go to Chicago." Manda said. Everyone laughed and got to their feet.