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The walk from the abandoned bathroom to Longbottom's office was a very long one for Carter, she should have been thinking about what she would have to do for detention or where her friends were if she were a normal twelve year old witch. Someone else in Carter's position and background would probably think about if Professor Longbottom had pieced their background together, but all that was running through her head were still all those thoughts she had of and about her late family. It was as if she hadn't realized what had interrupted her thoughts had even been interrupted at all. This train of thought of Carter's was stopped at the opening of Professor Longbottom's office door.

Carter sat down on the comfy chair in front of Professor Longbottom's desk, this was where she actually started to worry. Professor Longbttom walked very slowly to his desk chair, everything was in super slow motion, and then he finally sat down on his chair. There was on awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity to Carter and then he decided to speak.

"Have I ever told you about my life Carter? When I was born there was a big war between the Wizarding world, my parents fought against Death Eaters and Voldemort, eventually Voldemort left and almost everyone was happy about it. Many people died, Albus' grandparents died just before Voldemort left, and I mean just before. A couple of months later, my parents were tortured by Bel-Belatrix Lestrange and a couple of other Death Eaters for information on Voldemort's current location at that time, and they didn't know, they were tortured into insanity. I was raised by my grandmother, when I started at Hogwarts, I met Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger and I;m proud to say they are like family to me, but Voldemort tried to come back numerous times, I won't go into detail on that and when I was fourteen he did manage to come back. There was a war that went on for three long years, we lost many people, who didn't deserve to die, eventually Harry killed Voldemort and then the world could start to heal itself. After the war I went to become an Auror, the last case I worked on was a murder case, that still remains unsolved today.

"Why are you telling me this?" she asked

"Well, I was looking through the case files of all the Nickel murders, there seems to be many of them, I was curious after your essay and I was able to find your 'people you knew who had passed away' piece of parchment and a fair few of the names coinside with the files, I looked into the murders of Kayla and Ariel and discovered your name. I have connected most of the dots, would you care to elaborate?"

""Fine, what do you wish to know?"

"Who attacked your family and why?"

"Three Death Eaters, Yaxley and two Lestranges, as for the reasoning behind the attacks, I don't know"

"Why did they spare you?"

"They didn't, they thought I was dead, or dying in both attacks, that I was present for, and they left me to die if I wasn't already dead."

"What did they do to you? Besides taking your family?"

"Caused me enough pain to last an eternity." She started to cry, he let her go, using this information to solve the case, but he didn't tell anyone because it was obvious that Carter didn't want anyone to know about her life prior to Hogwarts.

As a child, Carter wasn't allowed to go anywhere alone. Her parents were very protective to the point of letting her out in the garden on a child safety teather for five minutes a day, only so that she could get some Vitamin D. Sure she got presents at Christmas and her birthday, but she barely saw outside her house. Many of Carter's accidental magic was her attempting to achieve freedom, even the simple thing like opening the front door was forbidden. One time she tried to jump out the window, she got as far as the front gate, before she was caught. The young girl was never left alone, even when she went to the bathroom, one parent would work, while the other stays at home like a watchdog. After the murder of her parents and Carter was forced to flee, she was free; she was able to make her own decisions. She saw the scenery herself, not just the drawings, that she had drawn out of desire and boredom. The Nickel's wouldn't even allow a computer, because someone could find their whereabouts, and so Carter never saw any photos either. Carter's parents homeschooled their young daughter, so that she wasn't required to go to school. One of the things she was allowed was books, and she loved them because it was as if she could live in a book and be and do what she wanted.

As Carter walked back to the Common Room, she wondered how different her life would during the school holidays would be, had she have gone to see Narcissa or Draco Malfoy. Obviously her relationship with Scorpius would be different, and she would presumably go home for the holidays, and probably not stay with the Weasleys, but it never happened. She eventually got to the Common Room and found her three best friends talking to a fireplace, she heard the fireplace speak, and then she realized that they were on a floo call. Al turned around to go and grab something and turned to go and grab something and found Carter, he went up and hugged her, the other two saw the commotion and joined in on the hug. They went to ask her what had happened by she just said no, and went to the dormitory and continued to look at the photo album. The other three found it quite strange but decided to ask Carter tomorrow.

Rose came up and saw her but she didn't try to talk to Carter. Eventually Carter went to sleep, but just before she did, she thought that the Sorting Hat was right 'Although, you may hide some things, your secrets may not became so private whether you like it or not.' Scorpius, Rose and Albus tried to get whay had happened out of her for the next month, and nothing worked, eventually they dropped the subject, but they didn't forget.

Author's Note: Review Please? What did you think of this chapter? I'll, add a new chapter quicker this time I promise! Going through a mass of written chapters, also have some new stories with pasic plotlines ready to be drafted for you guys. I would love to thank you for reading, and I'll go and write some more for you.