The Forgotten Witch in The Summer of 1994 (A Harry Potter Story) Pt. 2

Chapter 5 Two Nights

It's the next night and Y/N's parents left for the Ministry of Magic hours ago. Y/N expected them to be back already, but they aren't. 

Y/N's currently sitting on a stool in the kitchen, eating an apple.

"Miss Y/N, Solry wishes to give you this letter that an owl brought."

"Thank you."

Y/N takes the letter from the house elf and opens it.

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Dear Y/N,

We're sorry to tell you, but we won't be coming home tonight. It seems that your mother and I have more to deal with at the Ministry then we expected. Please make sure you eat something for dinner and don't leave the house.

Love,

Dad

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"Oh wow. My mom and dad won't be coming back tonight, Solry."

The house elf looks shocked. "Oh, Solry is surprised. Solry thought they would've been back home by now."

Y/N nods. "Yes well, I guess not. Hey, I'm going to go on a walk. I'll be back soon, okay?"

"Miss Y/N, Solry thinks it's a bit late to go for walks."

Y/N smiles. "It'll be fine, Solry. I'll be back later."

Before Solry could reply, Y/N is on her way out of the kitchen and heading out the door as well. She fully realizes that her parents wanted her to stay home, but it's been a week since they moved and Y/N hasn't taken the time to see Wiltshire. Y/N's spent so much time in the house, that she feels like it's taken her prisoner. She also realizes that it sounds stupid to feel like a prisoner in her parent's mansion, but she really just wants to go outside.

Y/N walks down and out of the gravel driveway to find that outside the hedges are a bunch of others. There are tons of other houses also made of stone that are shielded by hedges and fences. The other homes are all different and similar at the same time. They're built of the same things and all showcase some sort of scenic nature, but they're all different. No home or yard is quite the same as any other. Y/N walks down the cobblestone sidewalk and continues on through to find more and more. Some places are more close together and look like small old villages, while others show the same far apart houses.

Y/N finds Wiltshire to be a rather serene and peaceful place as. She can feel a light breeze flow through her hair and can see birds flying by. Birds that are so happy and so free that they don't reside anywhere. They don't claim a spot or stay in one place forever. The sky is blanketed in clouds and is covered in a blue hue. Like the whole world has a been painted in blues and greys. Y/N thinks that this new place is so different from Little Whinging. It's a happier place to live, a nicer one.

Y/N walks on down the cobblestone path and stumbles upon something. She finds herself walking by a playground. It sit's there so naturally. It doesn't look out of place or like it doesn't belong there. It fits into it's surrounding. Like instead of sticking out, it blends in.

Y/N continues walking past and is about to make a right turn by a hedge, but is quickly hit by something. Not something, someone. She falls to the ground and is followed by the person. They almost fall on her, but catch themselves with their hands. Y/N looks up from to see Draco Malfoy in the flesh. He looks at her and gets up onto his feet.