Unfortunately, I do not own Harry Potter.
Prologue
The school was in an uproar. There were tiny fires everywhere, desks all cluttered in a corner, teachers with long hard whips in their hands, and students always sick. That was what was running through Emily Portwaters head as she headed off to her new school. She knew that it was a stupid thing to think, for she had been to two schools already and each in a different country. Her mother had promised her that she would have a great time at her new school and that she would have a lot of fun.
Emily could not be too sure though. She had heard of what happened at this school. There had been a basilisk three years ago, Sirius Black on the loose two years ago, and a Death Eater had disguised himself as a teacher and helped bring back He-Who- Must- Not-Be- Named last year.
All Emily could wish for was a quiet, simple school year.