When I woke, I opened my eyes to the Diggory family and Tonks looking at me. I sit up in the sofa I was lying on and looked over at Tonks, "Did you know?"

"No, not until they explained what happened to me." She said shaking her head.

I nodded and turned to my...my...um... family? And asked, "What's my name?"

"It is Ophelia Rós Diggory" my mother said, "You have a glamor charm on as well dear, would you like for me to take it off of you?"

"Yes, please."

"Okay, just stand here. Boys out, NOW." she ordered. They left the room and she handed me a bathrobe. "Okay, you need to put this on, just in case... well you'll see." she said handing me the robe I left to go to the bathroom to change and I came back.

"Okay. I'm ready." I announced as I walked back into the room.

"Good, come stand in front of me." I did what was asked and faced my mother. "Good, good. Okay, 1, 2, 3, devuelvate." transforming was certainly a new experience. When the light of the spell hit me it filled me up like a balloon and I inflated until it felt like my skin could stretch no further. "Breathe dear, good." With every intake of air I doubled it for the outtake and I slowly began to feel a relief of pressure on my skin. When my breathing was normal again, she held up her wand again, "Metacache." My skin glowed and then went calm. "Now, there's my dear Ophelia." she said while approaching me and enveloping me in a hug. After the hug I excused myself to go to the bathroom to both change and see myself in the mirror. What I saw shocked me to no end.

I was now 5'6", skinny as a twig, pale and blond! With my shock my jaw dropped and I looked into my eyes expecting a warm chocolate color but instead finding something different. They were the color of the dawn. They were a mix of light colors of everything ranging from light blues to light pinks to light yellows. What if my skin was purple I laughed at the thought and tried to imagine my skin a vibrant purple, and right before my eyes my skin changed colors. I screamed and ran downstairs, now dressed. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME!?!"

Everyone of the Diggory's and Tonks laughed. "Your like me, Ophelia. You're a metamorphmagus, just think natural and you will turn back."

"Okay, but how?"

"I can answer that," my mother said while standing up from the couch. "Metamorphmagus's are normally female, and they are very scarce now-a-days, and now there are only four left. There's Tonks, her mother, me, and you."

"So not only am I Ophelia Diggory, but I also am a metamorphmagus? Great, next your gonna tell me that I'm a pureblood."

I look at my birth mother and she smirks, "How'd you know. I mean we, your father and I, aren't extremists like the Malfoys or the Zabinis, but we do associate with the other purebloods at Christmas, New Years, and various other functions. Well, we were wondering if you would like to live with us before school starts up again."

"Sure, I guess. You don't mind Tonks?"

"No I think you should get to know them, I can handle the fort by myself," she said with a smirk.

"Alright, just let me pack."

"Alright, dear." my father said.

"Need any help?" Cedric offered.

"Yes please," we went upstairs to my room and began to pack up all of my belongings.

"Ugh sis," Cedric caught my attention, "just stand back, okay?" I nodded and stepped behind him. He waved his wand arm and all of the things packed themselves in two different trunks. "One for your clothes and books and one for your other stuff." I nodded and five minutes later my whole room was packed into two shrunken trunks in my pocket. "Ready?"

"Yeah where do we live anyways?"

"Well we live in Northern Scotland in Diggor Manor during vacations and when pop has to work we live just outside Ottery St. Catchpole in the Cottage"

"Oh, okay. Ummm... are we flying there?" I asked nerviously.

"No," he laughed, "I told the rents before we left that you aren't exactly the biggest fan of flying, so we're apparating instead."

"Phew, Good." We had reached the kitchen by then. I hugged Tonks and told her I would visit before leaveing for my new home. When the squeezing sensation was done I let go of my brother's hand and looked up at the manor. It was more of a castle then a manor and was made of dark gray stone and had white marble for the front steps, and the window and door frames. The early morning light, that matched my eyes, was dim but from what I could see the ocean was our backyard and the front yard was a gigantic garden.

"We'll show you to your rooms then you can go to bed. In the morning Cedric will give you a tour." I nodded and they led me to the most beautiful room I had ever seen. All of the furniture was made of a dark wood and the colors of the bedspread were a brilliant crimson red with a gold fringe and gold sheets. They then left me to sleep.