Heather did not sleep the rest of the way to her new home. All she could think about was school, her friends at school, her new home, but all that she could het off her mind. But there was one thing she could not stop thinking about was Ron, and how she left him, feeling like she abandoned him. While looking out of the cold frosty window of the carriage , they were pulling up to a house, almost bigger than Hogwarts. Windows, large with large wreaths, with a candle in it, and a bright big red bow. Pine trees, exactly perfect with snow on each limb, large, crystal clear pond, streaming along side the driving path. She never saw anything more beautiful in her whole life. It was nothing like the house they used to live in. When the carriage pulled up, there was her new family, Lucius, tall, thin, long blonde hair, in a suit, and tie, and a long black trench coat, and a very, pale, skinny lady was standing beside him. It was Ms. Malfoy, or another wise, her new mother. When the carriage stopped, she got very nervous."Are you coming?" said Draco.

"Yeah" said Heather, uncovering her legs, and getting up after a long trip home, with very stiff legs.

"HEATHER!" said Ms. Malfoy.

"O, my god!" whispered Heather, while being slammed into Ms. Malfoy, by her huge hug.

"Nice to see you again Ms. Malfoy." said Heather, her voice being muffled by the hug.

"O, you can call me mommy!" said Ms. Malfoy kissing her on each cheek."And this is your father."

"Hi Mr. Malfoy." said Heather.

"Hello Heather," said the cold voice."You may call me sr., is that clear."

"O, Lucius," said Ms. Malfoy.

"Yes, it is clear,... sir." said Heather. Her new mother dragged her up so many flights of stairs, Heather thought of when her an Hermione climbed up one flight of stairs in there dresses. When they finally stopped, they were in front of huge doors that reached up to the ceiling, with two huge door knobs. When Heather walked in, she almost collapsed. A huge bed, with white canvas, pink comforter, and white vanity, a huge book case, filled with books, with a huge wardrobe, filled with dresses, shirts, skirts, blouses, suits, fur coats, purses, shoes, pearl necklaces, earing, and much, much more. She never saw anything more fascinating her whole life. A hug window, overlooking the pond. And a crystal chandelier. "It's beautiful! Thank you!" said Heather, giving Ms. Malfoy a hug.

After Heather got all of her belongings out, she decide to write her friends.

Hey guys,

I'm doing good. My room is the size of the common room, and both dorms put together. I was told my bathroom is made out of pure pearl. It is so pretty. But I miss you guys so much. I feel like a witch in a muggle city. I'm left out of everything, don't know when people are going, or why they are leaving, or anything. And Mr. Malfoy is making me call him sir., and Ms. Malfoy is making me call her mommy, and Draco, all he does is comb his hair, and put moose in it twenty-four/seven, and stair at himself in the mirror , and tell himself that he is the best, better than the rest, and you are better than Harry .It is so annoying. And he is always asking me if there is any hair that was not covered by three inches of moose.. And there maids will not LEAVE ME ALONE!, and the butler is so nosey, almost as nosey as Snape. And I found out that I have paso horses. Four of them to be exact. And three out of four of them are mean. The other one is very nice. And this house is so cold, so dark, no wonder they are so pale, and scary looking. Only three more days till vacation is over. So three more days till I see you all. Well, I got to go know.

Your friend,

Heather

Heather sealed the envelope, and head out to find an owl. While she was walking, she never saw so many statues. There was some of weird looking people, one of Mr. Malfoy, or "sir.", one of Draco. Though it didn't look anything like him. For one thing, the sculptor must have been paid to make him look so powerful, and muscular. Yeah right, thought Heather. Then she saw a statue that looked very familiar. A statue of Salazar Slytherine. She never thought of some one having a statue of him. And then she read the name plate."THE GREATEST WIZARD OF ALL TIME." Of course she thought different. She thought Godric Gryffindor.

"It's a wonderful piece that I will always treasure." said a voice behind Heather.

"He was my hero when I was younger. I always looked up to him." said Lucius."Who do you think is the best wizard? O, well, that was a stupid question, Godric Gryffindor." Heather just stood there, not saying anything.

"Um,.." said Heather, being cut off by "sir,"

"Sir." said Lucius.

"Sir., were can I send this message." said Heather.

"Give me the letter." Said Lucius.

"Sir, this is my business, and I would appreciate it sir, if this letter stayed in my possession until I have mailed to my friends, Sir." said Heather. She was shaking so much. She had just told off Mr. Malfoy, or"sir."."And I would love to start calling you dad, unless you let me mail it."

"FINE!" said Lucius, storming off, making it look like a dramatic scene. She was proud of her self by sticking up to a man that no one else would. While she was making her way up to owlery, she heard a conversation going on.

"We will only keep her till we find out more information about her, and Harry. So you need to be nice to her, so we can please him, okay Draco?" said a cold voice.

"Yes, father." said Draco. It just hit Heather. They were using her to get to Harry.

As soon they found out something, they were going to throw her out on the streets, just like they did before.