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"So, what do you think?" Remus asked me while looking around.

I paused for a moment, taking in the house I'd be staying in for god knows how long. I had insisted on having a flat, the idea of a house with two floors scared me; you never know what could be lurking downstairs when you wake up in the morning. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't possible. We were using magic to conjure up a house, we had planning permission for it to stop questions from muggles, although they were amazed by how quickly the house was built.

"I like it, it's warm and cozy." I wasn't lying, the house was nice both inside and outside and I was really happy with it. I got to decorate the inside, it only took a few minutes, I ordered all the furniture I wanted using money I had exchanged at Gringotts bank, and when it arrived, I simply used magic to sort out the paint and the furniture. I was pleased with the look, I had always fantasied about a house a silver grey living room and a bathroom with a walk-in shower.

"Well good, I'm glad it's all set up. I'm going to check on Harry, are you going to be okay?" He was worried about leaving me, but Harry needed him too, whenever he was.

After they told us the plan, they changed their minds on the whole idea of me and Harry and Hermione and Ron being each other's secret keepers; if we were found, they could try to force it out of us with spells and potions and we couldn't risk that, so they took away the memory of knowing where we had all gone, and four members of the Order agreed to become our secret keeper. It was the safest option, although it frustrated us to not know where we were.

"I'll be fine Remus, tell my brother I love him."

He smiled kindly and gave me a quick hug before apparating, leaving me stood alone in my new living room. I sighed. This would be interesting.

The goodbye with my brother and my best friends had put me in a tearful mood, and my heart ached thinking about them. I knew we would be meeting up twice a month to hunt horcruxes, and we were able to text and call each other, but it wasn't the same. The first few years of my life I had spent in a cupboard with Harry, then I spent six years in a dorm room at Hogwarts with Hermione, and now here I was, all alone in a house at seventeen years of age, in a completely different country. It was terrifying.

I looked out my window, at least it was raining, just like it always did back home, that was slightly comforting.

What wasn't comforting though, was the fact that tomorrow, I was due to register for school. A muggle school, which I had not attended since I was ten years old. I could barely remember what muggles learn in school, but I knew it was really strange things, things I wouldn't need to know as I didn't belong in that world anyway, I belonged in the Wizarding world.

I had to make the best out of a horrible situation though, and I could possibly make some friends, of course I wouldn't be able to tell them anything about myself but it would be nice to have some company. I had to do as best as I could to look normal, I couldn't be the strange new girl to town that nobody ever saw, that brings too much attention, I had to blend in.

Looking at the time, I realised it was 9pm already and I cursed in my head, it was my bunnies feeding time. I had three bunnies, two girls, Poppy, Daisy and a boy, Harley. I completely adored my little babies, I started off with Poppy and Harley as a bonded pair, and they loved life together, and once when I was out I saw a frightened, abandoned baby bunny, and I couldn't just leave her. It took just a few days and my new baby, Daisy, was happily living with my other two, I got extremely lucky with that considering some bunnies can be really hard to bond.

I went out to my garden to see Poppy and Daisy cuddled together while Harley was eating grass; of course. When they saw me coming towards them with bowls their ears perked up and they came hopping towards me, running in circles around me. I chuckled as I placed each of their bowls on the ground; they ate from separate bowls to make sure they were getting equal amounts of food.

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