A/N: Sorry this took so long to start but I have finally gotten round to starting this. If you are new to this story it is a sequel and I would advise reading The Long Lost Vampdaughter first if you already haven't.

Chapter 1 – New Times

Abby POV

Today was an exciting day. We were going to Diaggon Ally to get school supplies. I was actually going to school in a few days. I had never been to a school before as I had been home schooled previously.

Lucky my parents had a big house as it had been overrun with extra people recently. I had turned up and brought a couple of strays with me later on, then some old people who were supposed to be dead turned up, and now we have family staying over. The house never gets boring these days, but sometimes that's exactly what I strive for.

It had been a month since that night, the one nobody talked about anymore, well at least not in front of me. I had caught them a couple of times but quickly tuned out when I knew what they were talking about. There wasn't much in this house which escaped my heightened hearing.

I was sitting on my own in the attic with a notepad and a pencil. I was trying to write another song, not really with much success I had only written down a couple of lines and was struggling to come up with the next.

Zeeva came in at that point. "I thought you would be up here. Come on we've got to get ready to go now."

"Okay!" I replied jumping up quickly. Once again getting excited about the next few days ahead of me.

OOO

I had only been to Diaggon Ally a few times before and every time it would still amaze me. I loved the place with all the witches and wizards going about their business, all the colourful shop windows and just generally the whole atmosphere of the place.

I had more often been down Knockturn Ally, not a very nice place with many not so nice people. I was glad that I wouldn't have to go down there anymore.

First we went to Gringotts; well we would need money to buy all of our school things. I was a little glad when we got out of there; those goblins gave me the creeps. You could never trust them, they are only ever out for themselves.

We split up to get different supplies for school. I went with Dad and Albus to get what we would need. Apparently we had both decided to take more or less the same subjects as each other, guess we really were twins. We had both decided to take Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, and Charms, the only difference was that I was also taking Ancient Runes whereas Al was taking Care of Magical creatures.

First we went to get our Potion ingredients and some instruments we would need for Herbology. It wasn't very exciting, I had done this sort of thing a couple of times before. We left with several brown packages. We used a sticker system so we could tell what was in each package and whose it was. Apparently they had come up with this when one year they forgot whose was what and they had to open packages, this way there was less hassle and things could be packed straight into trunks.

Next we went to Madam Malkin's. This was because Albus needed his robes adjusting, and I would need some in general. The fitting wasn't painful, just uncomfortable, with her poking her pins and needles everywhere, although it might have actually been painful for a normal person. I also had to get a PE uniform. This was apparently a new subject in the last few years which was compulsory for everyone; the teachers thought we should keep up our fitness. The sports uniform looked ugly, the girls had to wear a skirt in the colour of their house (first years would wear black as they wouldn't know which house they would be in), with black shorts underneath, and a white polo shirt with the school crest on it, we were allowed to chose our trainers however. As I didn't know which house I would be in, being a late comer, I would have to get a black skirt and look odd; I was alright with that, I always wore black. The boys have to wear football shorts in their house colours with the white top and I had to admit that they looked even worse than the girls'.

We decided to go to Flourish and Blotts next to buy all of the books we would need. I would need eight books in total while Albus needed seven. I took the books and put the bulky packages in my rucksack, we decided that I was the strongest as I thought the big packages were feather light.

After getting writing equipment, we met up with the others at the ice cream parlour. We all sat down and had a treat as we decided what to do next. "I still need a trunk to put all of my things in." I piped up while eating my ice cream and lacing my fingers through Zeeva's.

"We'll get that last as it will be a big bulky item which we don't want to be dragging around." That sounded reasonable, I nodded to reply, my mouth full of ice cream. "We could go to the broom shop and then Fred and George's as a nice treat."

"That sounds great." Mum replied.

OOO

We didn't really spend too long in the broom shop. We only bought a few things. Me and Lilly got new brooms, not top of the range but pretty good, sturdy ones. James and Albus bought a couple of Quidditch books, and Mum and Dad bought a new quaffle as the last one had been lost during the summer.

Our Uncles' shop was manic, only one ran it (as the other was supposedly dead), and he was making a fortune out of it. Uncle George spoilt us a lot as I had found out recently. We would often get prototypes from his shop, or nice small pockets of money occasionally, it was what happened when you didn't want to spoil your kids too much and you were loaded with cash. I looked around in wonder, I had never been allowed in here before, and excusing the pun, it was magical. I decided not to buy anything, even after looking for over an hour in the shop, unlike my brothers who had a few items. Lily didn't get anything either, and we were both given 10 galleons by Uncle George to buy something we would really want. Zeeva had found a couple of things she wanted, a few packs of cards from the Muggle magic section; she had a thing for playing card games and had promised to teach me a few things at school.

We left the shop feeling satisfied, and went towards the trunk shop. Only me and dad went in as I would be the only one needing a case. I looked around for one which was just perfect, which took me a while, but I did find it. It was quite a reasonable size, I guessed that I would be able to fit all of my things inside of it with ease, it was black and had this square coffin type look to it, there was a small plaque on the front to engrave my name on, the top had a handle to pull it with and the bottom was fitted with wheels so I could drag it behind me. "This is the one!" I said really excited.

"Are you sure? It's a bit . . . Gothic don't you think?" I just glared at him for an answer, he looked me up and down. Deciding that I was very much a Goth with this outfit he bought it and got it engraved for me, without any more questions.

When we got outside the shop dad took mine and Al's bags and handed them to someone else. When he saw our questioning looks he just shook he head at us. "I'll see you back at the house, there is one more thing I need to do with these two." Mum nodded and took the others off back through the Leaky Cauldron and back home.

OOO

"Where are we going?" Me and Al asked in unison, this stuff was getting creepy.

"When James was your age we got him his very own owl. That is now what I am doing for you two." He stopped outside the animal shop and led us inside. "Take your time and pick the owl, or well I suppose, animal which takes your fancy." He gave us some money to buy our owls with and stepped outside. Our eyes lit up like a little kids in a sweet shop. The owls really were all beautiful, but there was something which caught my attention from the corner of my eye. It was a beautiful, sleek, black bat. I started playing with him a little, he really was cute, especially with those orange eyes, but would it be a bit cliché if I got a bat?

"Bats really are lovely creatures, don't you think?" Said the shop owner from behind me, I pretended to give a small jump, even though she hadn't really scared me.

"Yes they are." I replied. "But I really was looking for an owl." I told her.

"Ahh, but this bat is a specially trained bat and can deliver your messages for you, as good as an owl can if not better." I could tell she was persuading me too buy him, but I could see that she was telling me the truth, so I decided on getting him. I also bought some food for him and a couple of bat treats with my own money. Me and Al stepped out the shop together, He had bought a small silver owl with black edgings on the wings and feet, there was also the old flecking of brown in her feathers; she was really beautiful.

"I'm going to call her Moonlight . . . Wow a bat, what's he called?" he said suddenly fascinated by my buy.

"Umm . . . I'm going to call him Midnight." I answered thinking of a name on the spot for him. "Moonlight is really beautiful." I told him.

"It looks like you'll still have to use the family owl for sending messages." Dad said commenting on my choice of animal.

"Actually he's been trained to deliver messages." I told him, proud of my Midnight.