She came back to school with a huge smile on her face. All her housemates congratulated her and Professor Sprout did too. She realized that not only did she have one home, she had two. Being a daughter brought a newfound confidence in her which she showed in Dumbledore's Army. She was learning all the spells quickly and was told that when they got a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher that could actually teach. Another improvement for her was potions. She's always been scared of Snape but with her improved self-esteem she became the best potioneer in the class. Unfortunately, she got into a fight with Rose.

"Where do you keep going all the time?" Rose asked. Emma knew that she was talking about the DA but she was told she couldn't tell anyone, she and Susan had special permission for being Hannah's little sisters.

"I'm sorry Rose but I can't tell you. It's a secret."

"Fine then!" Rose stormed off and stopped talking to both Susan and Emma, Emma suggested they could invite her to join but she was more of a herbologist and didn't really have much interest in Defence Against the Dark Arts and wouldn't want to break rules to do it. She was disappointed as Rose had been her first friend and the first witch she'd met. Eventually, Dumbledore's Army was caught and it was no longer a secret. She was glad she and Rose could become friends again but then suddenly it was finals. At her old schools she'd never had finals and she didn't realize how stressful it would be to try and remember everything they'd learned in the past year. Finally, her last question was answered: "What goblin rebellion was Uric the Ugly the leader of?" She was convinced she'd failed but was so glad to enjoy the fresh air that it was soon forgotten.

Finally, it was summer and they were catching the train back home. Her, Maya, Mia, Rose and Susan were discussing what Professor Dumbledore had said at the end-of-term feast. Voldemort was back. Actually, lots of people in the DA had gone to the Department of Mysteries and seen him! She was really nervous at what this would mean. Everyone was.

"I never knew about the wizarding world. What was the war like?"

"It was horrible, Dad has always said that he never wishes us to know what it's like because no one could trust anyone and that's the worst feeling anyone can have. I just really don't want to see people dying." Susan said and shuddered.

Instantly, Emma began to worry not only about the deaths but about the trusting people part. What if Mr. and Mrs. Abbott decided that she wasn't trustworthy and they wanted to protect their daughters. Then she learned that Susan has gotten really good at reading faces.

"Emma, you better not be thinking what I think you're thinking. Our parents will trust you just as much as they trust me. Don't worry."

Susan was always good at talking sense into her and she prayed that Susan was right. Soon enough the train arrived.

"Mum! Dad!" Susan sprinted off the train dragging Emma after her as they yelled goodbyes. They both ran up to their parents and Emma gave them each a hug. It was time to go to Abbott Manor.

As they got home, they said they had a surprise for me. They showed Emma into a room right next to Susan's. It was beautiful, fit for a princess. It was lovely and yellow and had ocean designs too. She loved it!

"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Abbott!" Emma said.

"You're welcome Emma, but you're our daughter if you don't want to call us Mum and Dad yet we completely understand but you can at least call us Ingrid and Jim."

"Ok, Ingrid." Emma said, trying it out.

"Now, I have something important to tell all of you kids, your dad knows most of it but not all of it. I was born in a different land. In that land, magic was known but everyone but also feared. I had a special type of magic. Ice magic. I didn't even need a wand to control it but controlling it was very hard. I was princess of the land and one day I was going to be queen. I knew I couldn't let my powers get the better of me and I visited a man named Rumplestiltskin. He gave me a way to control my magic using gloves but one day I had my gloves off and the man my sister had been courting came up to me. It turns out he wasn't interested in my sister, he was interested in me but he was scared of my magic, I couldn't control it. I was so angry at him that I lost control of my magic and would've killed him if my sister, Helga, hadn't stepped in the way. Helga died and my other sister, Gerda, hated me. She locked me in a magical urn so that I wouldn't hurt anyone. Eventually, I got out and I came here where I learned to control my magic using a wand. Now, I've found out something new though. I have a feeling that Emma comes from there too. My kingdom, Arendelle, was near another kingdom, Misthaven, and the age that their princess, Snow, would've been matches up to an age where she could've given birth to you. I think that's why your last name is Misthaven. This world is basically a fairytale world and before you tell me that that isn't possible, please remember that muggles don't even think magic is possible. Arendelle isn't part of fairytales but Misthaven is. I believe your mother is Snow White and she's good friends with many other fairytale characters too. Their stories are quite different from the books here and Hannah and Susan, you girls don't even know them. Emma, in Misthaven, your mother was a runaway bandit trying to take back her kingdom. Now, sweetie, try not to be overwhelmed. I have no idea where she may be now and for now we're your parents. If we have time, I may teach you a bit about how to act like a princess but for now this is just information that I thought you might want."

Emma threw her arms around Ingrid.

"Thank you so much." She sniffled, she was sad that she had no way to find her parents but it seemed less likely that they had given her up and now she had closure and a wonderful new family.

"Mum! You're a princess! Awesome!" said Susan.

"Wait! Does that make me queen?!" asked Hannah.

"Well, for now, I believe your cousin, Elsa, is covering queenly duties but you're definitely both princesses. You can have lessons with Emma and me too!"

"Awesome!" All three of them said.

Jim just laughed at all of them. He was glad they were all happy and he'd known most of it for a while. Summer passed by quickly with quidditch, royal lessons, and homework but Emma was happier than ever and completely unprepared when horror struck the family.