This is a new one that I've had dreams about for a while. I'll never forgive Joann for taking Fred from us so this was my way to cope. This is the prologue, just something to lay a bit of foundation. I'll be posting the first chapter as well. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing.

For those of you who are Breaking Bonds subbies, I realize that it's been a VERY long time since I posted the first chapter. I lost my computer with that whole story on it and with it my motivation. Go and leave a comment if you'd like me to pick it up again with some ideas of how you'd like it to go since I'll be starting from scratch.

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-jtp93

Prologue

"What do you mean I have to transfer to Hogwarts?!" Shanell screamed.

"It's really complicated but the gist is that your parents fled Europe during the Wizarding War and brought you here. You were born in England so your name was written to go to Hogwarts, but because of some mix up your parents were able to admit you here at Ilvermorny." Headmaster Jones looked at Shanell with softened eyes. She's only been enrolled for 3 years and she's easily his most advanced student.

"Okay, I was born in Ottery, but why can't I finish here? Why does it matter where I was born?" She felt her eyes welling with angry tears. This can't possibly be happening! She thought, "they want me to go to…" she gagged at the thought.

"After America became an independent country, the magical governments signed a treaty. Basically, you have to go because if you stay, it'll violate the treaty and start another magical war," Headmaster Jones responded gently.

Shanell was numb. She knew she was born in England. She knew that her parents brought her here hoping to escape the shit show of a continent that Europe was. Never in a million years, though, did she think that she would have to leave Ilvermorny, the only solid home she's ever had.

Her parents, Shane and Nelli, migrated to America due to their home being blown up by Death Eaters. Shanell had just turned 2 when it happened and right then, her parents decided that it wasn't the environment they wanted their child to experience.

"When do I have to be packed to leave by?" she asked without expression.

Headmaster Jones was having a hard time holding it together. Shanell was like a daughter to not just him, but all of the staff at Ilvermorny. Her parents were forced into becoming nomadic as soon as they came to America. Shanell never had a place other than Ilvermorny where she had a constant home. He'd have to send for her parents' whereabouts a few weeks before the students released for summer break so that he'd know where to book her transportation. Often times, she'd end up staying at school over the shorter breaks because they'd never get a response in enough time to send her home.

"At the end of the spring semester, your parents will be here to pick you up," he said. "From there, they're going to get all of you stuff for Hogwarts and you'll meet with one of their representatives to bring you to the school."

A week. Her heart dropped. She had one week to prepare, then her whole world would change. This summer was going to be miserable.