Chapter 3

"Heard from Emmet recently then Tom?" Jo piped up. As the train puffed on.

"No not really, I tend to keep to myself..."

By Jo's surprise Emmet Burst into the cabin, looking a little out of breath."Blimey Jo! I was waiting on the platform for ages until the train began to leave! I Thought you would meet me!"

"OH! Dam. Sorry! I said bye to my Papa then Caroline my sister pulled me away and-"

"It's ok, really, I just wanted to give you this" Emmet held his fist out, waved his wand, opened his hand and a small gold cage appeared on his hand. Inside was a tiny what looked like a white and tan rat.

"Oh! She's so dear!" Jo couldn't believe her eyes, she hadn't seen a pet rat before, only the cat sized ones around the back alleys, and any rumers about the past Pettigrew rat who strangled himself. Not a good expeiriance. But this little rat was like no other. "Where ever did you get them?"

"Let's just say I know a guy... Paul said not to tell"

'Ah yes. Paul again.' Jo thought, he was their head guardian at the sanctuary. Most of the 7 kids there are looked after their grandparents or older siblings.
"So, what are you going to call her?" Emmet inquired as he carefully took her out the gold cage and plopped her into Jo's hand. "She'll get bigger, she's nearly 9 weeks"

"Hhhmm.. I'll have to think about that, get to know her."

"ok then, let me know when you decide"

Jo had nearly completely forgotten about tom, he was sitting next to the window, minding his own business staring out across the vast hills and rivers. Emmet said he had to go and he left the cabin to go and sit with his friends and probably Carol.

"Hey, Tom, are you ok? You're a bit quiet."

"Yea... I've been thinking it'll get really hard to keep it a secret when I'm at Hogwarts" He babbled out. The babbling continued, "I just have to tell someone!"

"Whoa! Ok! What mate?"

"It's a long story, Paul said I could tell those I could trust, and I think I trust you enough, more than anyone else." Jo could tell she would be here for a while. But she let him continue. "Have you noticed how all, all our parents-" he said the word cautiously as though it was a sacred word "Are dead?" Jo nodded. "Well then do you think anyone else saw there was something peculiar about us. I read minds. Emmet hides objects and reappears them. Carol-"

"Yes, I get the idea," Jo ushered him on.

"well then. I need to tell you, it was no accident we all ended up at the sanctuary. The sanctuary was set up to protect us. Ever since the rise in America, I know you don't know about this, so I will continue. Wizards were discovered a few decades back, most were secretly assassinated. The government didn't like them. Unnatural they said. Disgusting. Anyway. Us seven's parents died that year, much like those who were killed off by voldemort, but this time, we were saved. Bought to England, we were raised by Paul, and our grandparents, you see, they were defended under the Pension Protesters. So were immune to bullets, injections and electricity like our parents were not. Sad really. The Sanctuary was set up here to protect us, we are not normal Jo, we are unique, special, we are wizards, yes, but we have special abilities. Like parseltoungue, what wizards had way back? In the sanctuary, we were raised and cared for until we were old enough to be here. Carol and Emmet swore to Paul never to tell. And so did I, I found out about this when I heard about the rising from Carols friend. Shouldn't of really."

"Wait, why wasn't there a rising anywhere else?"

"well, apparently, the great Rambi charmed all non wizards to believe anything about wizards from America in the news, or word by mouth to either be a completely different story or a hoax. Like a complex Obliviate charm."

"ah.. ok... right.." Jo tried to get her head round it. It was all buzzing in her mind. So much information. So little brain capacity. " OUCH!"

"what?"

"Dam! I forgot about her in your tale!" Jo glanced at the little rat in her palm which had obviously woken up, and didn't like being ignored. She was peering up at her, almost that look which said 'Give me a name, name, naaaaame!'

"Oh! I can't stand it she needs a name now!"
"Hmm... What about Rambi? She was a very powerful wizard! Perfect for such a headstrong little girl"

"Yea, ok, that sounds nice. Hi Rambi!" Jo replied as she leant down to stroke Rambi. She looked happy. Happy to have a home.

"so... off to Hogwarts we go!"

"Yes! Away!" They both chuckled laughing at each others faces they were pulling as the Train pulled into the station. Ready for their adventure.