I look back on though's days as if they were dreams. Even now they seem foggy to me. I remember receiving my letter, and Victoria trying to explain to me the ways of the wizard communities. There was always a part of me that believed that it was just a new and exciting game. The most exciting part was know that my parents wouldn't approve. Victoria could do magic, she had never been able to, but her family did. Maybe that's why it didn't seem real. Those few months are a blur to me now. I didn't go get my school stuff myself. My mother would never allow me to venture to London that was her domain. No my uniform, supplys even my wand was just weighting for me on my first day of school.school for me was like weighting... i always felt that i was just bidding my time for it to happen. In the mean time I study hard, did my homework. I was one of those students that always did slightly better then the majority of the class but never the best. Socially I was out of my league. I never had friends my own age growing up, I had no idea how to act around them or any rudimentary skill for social gatherings. Within the first month i was invisible. In a lot of was that worked for me. I could be myself without having to worried that someone would judge me. I was always insecure like that but what can i say look how i was raised.I never came home for holidays, not that my parents noticed. They thought that I was in some exclusive privet school. They would remember it when the occasion suited to brag to an acquaintance. It worked for us both to be honest. I had managed to find a friend in Kate Bell. Well finding is putting it to mildly, she had such a big heart she refused to see me sit alone. Her cure attach herself to my hip. Katie was popular talented she was friends with all the right people. My goal to be invisible speedily evaporated. In that first two years I blossomed. I was good friends with all the rest of my fellow Gryffindors. Especially the Quidditch team Katie became a reserve chaser out second year.And there was him. Oliver Wood. He was strong, proud, outgoing, everything I was not. He had no idea I existed. He was so caught up in his game that never realized what was in front of him. Or in my case who was purposely avoiding him at any group function. I never figured out what changed that.