Chapter 3

That night I had just walked back from tutoring Al because he had to change the time from five to seven thirty, it was now nine thirty I had stayed and studied after our tutoring session but also because I truly didn't want to face James. When I had walked into the common room I saw everyone laying all over the common room floor talking about their holidays. I hated this part about coming back to Hogwarts, people asking how your holidays were. I could never lie, I was horrible at it. I did that in first and second year but everyone knew that what I was saying wasn't the truth. So of course I started telling the truth everyone always left me till last so that it was only ever just James, Dom, Fred, Beau and Tim sitting with me by the end of the night, everyone else had always gone to bed. James would hold me always telling me that he would be there, telling me everything was going to be okay. Dom would rub my shoulders and tell me it won't always be like this, but I knew my parents would never accept me. So every time school came back that was my one time of the year to burst out my emotions to my friends I felt sorry for them having to listen about my family issue. Even though I didn't really want to talk to James, I was kind of avoiding him at this stage, it was my own fault I had made things awkward, and ran off.

So when I walked through the door, Dom saw me straight away and came over.

"Studying?" she asked I just smiled "Go get changed and come down and sit in front of the fire with us."

I came down feeling refreshed in my jamjams, the ones James got me for my birthday two years ago. They were even named after him "jam jams" they were the softest cotton I'd ever touched and they had my favourite cartoon character on them, Tinkerbell they're quite faded now.

I soon came down and sat in front of the fire leaning on Tim's legs, there was just us and a couple seventh years catching up in the far corner of the common room.

"Okay guys, we have a new comer to this year's three hour let out session, now Chace this is how it goes we practically just tell each other how our holidays went, how we're feeling and then we top it off with I happy thought" Chace nodded

"I'll start, my sister and I decide to patch our brother/sister bond and we now have become really close which is making my mother happy also at the moment I'm feeling like I've got nothing else to say so... Oh and happy thought is that Merlin give us the power to win the house cup." I smiled at that Tim was never one to tell much he did that enough on a daily basis.

I found that James was with Freddie, Dom and Beau most of the holidays.

Then we came to Chace.

"Well I don't know what to say. I don't really have holidays, I was home schooled by my parent and then this year I asked to come to Hogwarts to meet new friends. I've always been close to my Mum and dad, we do everything together. We've nearly travelled the whole world."

By this point I was so interested they all sounded lovely and my description of perfect. My friends all shared a glance at me, they thought I envied him. I did envy him, he had a family that accepted him, and I had a family that would never accept who I was, he had a good relationship with his parents, my parents were never around to have a relationship with. My mother may be a housewife but she didn't raise me. My nanny did she'd been in my life since I was four, the time of my first sign of being a witch when I had the pots and pans dance with just my laughter. And they just forgot about me, I'd always question their love for me, like there is no pictures of me being born or my first year birthday who doesn't caption special moments of their baby's life to keep forever. I'd never even called my mother, mummy and father, daddy it just didn't seem right we'd never had that relationship even when I was little.

I just smiled at Chace.

"What are your parents like Chace?" I wanted to know.

"My Parent? I don't know their my parents. I worship my mum, she so beautiful and one of the kindest ladies you will ever meet. And my dad even though he coaches Puddlemere he always has time for mum and I. I don't know, they've always supported my dreams and goals and their always there for me so…" he shrug his shoulders. Wow everything that I ever wanted out of my family.

"How about you Aria, what were you doing in your holidays?" Chace asked me.

"Umm I read books and sat in the park next to my house, read more books, watched a couple muggle movies and that's about it really."

"Your parents go away for the holidays Ari?" Tim asked and I gave him a nod.

"Where did they go this time?" James finally spoke up.

"Romania."

"Ha, that's unusual for muggles, you should have told them that Romanian has a Dragon sanctuary, I'm sure they would have chosen a more less magical place to have a holiday, or maybe they would have actually been real parent and stayed home with their daughter for once."

"James!" Tim, Dom and Beau warned.

What was originally my normal long brown curls turned to red my Metamorphmagus kicked in. I was getting angry. Oh no I backed away from James, Dom held me. "Don't do it Ari, calm down, you will hurt him."

At these words I stopped. One thing I could control is stopping the legilimency from finishing what it wanted but I had noticed it only stopes when I have strong feelings. Legilimency was the magical skill of extracting feelings and memories from another's mind, it also allows on to convey visions or memories to another whether they are real or imaginary, we can also detect lies and deceit another's, witness memories in another's past and also plant false vision in another's mind. It's said that you have to learn this skill from another legilimens, but it was different for me I had no one what so ever to influence this into my life, legilimens were supposed to be able to control it but I couldn't even stop it from happening, I couldn't control it or use it at my free will, it controlled me when I became angry. I use it against others and I had no say in who I used it against, it took over me, and that was what I was about to do to James. I could have taken one of his most cherished memories and I would never forgive myself for doing it, but to top it off every time it happened it always reminded me that I'm the only one that's like this, and I couldn't do anything about it no one could and it was terrible. My hair changed to purple then when I look at everyone staring at me including Chace who would probably have no idea on what just happened it turned back to brown.

"I'm going to bed." I got up and went toward the stairs.

"Pru!" James called out to me, I stopped but didn't turn around "Aria, don't do this, talk to me."

"I don't want to talk to you James." I was on the bridge of crying so I ran up the stairs.