Prologue

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Scarlet was always a lone little girl but in the years before she knew she was a wizard she always imagined such things could possibly exist. She always looked around and read books on mythical creatures that she soon learnt these things were coming true her wildest dreams, she tried hard not to believe it but it never worked until she had came to Hogwarts and seen the school she knew what she held in her hand was real never knowing who your parents were it took a lot out of her on a daily basis. For the last three years she fought trying to obtain any information on her birth parents but it had seemed like they didn't want to be found she had checked every record she could find. nothing was good enough that she had a solid find to figure who her parents were no pictures no records not even a birth record for herself could be found at Hogwarts she had been came some stressed with this she broke down one that and that's how she knew she really cared for them even though she hadn't of even met them. She knew she couldn't give up now they meant too much too her all she had from her father and mother was a necklace that oddly enough had a badger and some sort of snake it looked like a basilisk and beside them was a yellow and green stone oddly enough they are two of Hogwarts houses maybe it was a hint.

One year later she is now 12 years old a little more brighter in her age group having a new hope this year would be the year to find her parents she smiles to her self as she walked through the corridors as she remembered a memory that had some how came back of her mother caring her around for a few months she slightly remembered her parents faces her fathers face was pale as black slightly long hair had framed his face he had the smarts to back up the way he looked her mother on the other hand had purplish magenta hair blue eyes skinny tall and had her own punk funky style much like my own this was only her second year at Hogwarts but she was determined and stubborn to find the truth she tried again with the records they had nothing again someone had not wanted her to find out but that wasn't going to stop her she was going to find at least one name of one parent this year so she searched and searched through archives and talking books even used some magic bu it just wasn't doing her a good enough she couldn't find enough she had gotten further into a restricted section she smiled to her self and used alhomora to get into the locked section of record and books she passed so many books she had no clue where to start as she say a second book for students in the years { } she smiled and ran through all she could get was a last name for her mother 'Tonks' and a first for her father 'Severus' she loved his name she smiled this was maybe a good thing even with all the searching she still had to do her year slowly became to twiddle away as before she knew it school was over and it was time to return again

She sighed this was her third year at Hogwarts she was now 15 she was growing up so fast with no parents to see it it was disappointing her a great deal that either of them couldn't step up to the plate and be her parent she didn't no what to do next next year would be her last year at the orphanage all she wanted to was cry because she was happy but at the same time she knew if she didn't find them she would be on the street every year until September when Hogwarts would be starting again she had no clue what to do only she had a choice to was sit by and walk away as this was her breaking point this would be close to her last year she would only have one more year she thought this was going to be the most difficult task of them all as she dint know what to do with her self her dream came true just to be destroyed again she cried hard and long but when focusing on her classes and her self she didn't really notice anything missing maybe she could be better off alonge and by her self and she doesn't have someone bugging her

She sighed as she went home again her third year her fourth was her last dying chance at family....

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