The day had started like any other, she was getting ready for school when the post came. Violet grabbed the mail as it tumbled through the slot and walked into the kitchen reading through it, flipping through the envelopes. She finally came across a letter marked for her. She tilted her head and looked to her mother, who had admittedly been colder to her and been pulling away as odd things happened about the house. “Mom, I have a letter.” Her mother went ramrod straight and then let her shoulders loosen as she turned to her ten year old child.<br/><br/>“I was right, you are like your father, you're going to live with your grandmother.” Violet was shocked and frankly, rather hurt. “Mom, why?” She asked and the woman scowled at her and stomped upstairs, gathered a bag together for her daughter and then hurried the girl out the door. Once in the car Vi knew better than to open her mouth, she just sat there, doing her best not to cry. Her mother detested magic due to her father, he had done something, little did she know, that had put the woman off of Witches and Wizards for the rest of her life.<br/><br/>It could have been that the man had lied about being magical, or it could have been that he had run off with a Witch when he found she was pregnant and abhorrent to magic, either way, it wrecked her from trusting magical folk again and apparently her child was not an exception. Violet watched out the window, thinking back on the last year and the fact that her mother had been pulling back from her. First it was levitating the creamer jug when she had been excited and then it had been the books flying off her shelf when she mad.<br/><br/>Violet read over her letter again, peeling herself away from the outside world and smiled slightly. Now it all made sense, she was a witch. It felt like something in her world had clicked into place and her mind and soul were now at peace and she was no longer scared of herself and greatful to finally have an answer to all the weirdness. She would enjoy living with her grandmother. She almost never saw the woman and fun and odd things always happened there and now she knew why on that count as well. “Gramma is a Witch, isn't she?” She asked and again her mother stiffened and gave a sharp nod, but said nothing.<br/><br/>The trip didn't take long and Vi was welcomed into the older woman's home and the door was shut in her mother's face, which suited the other woman just fine. Her grandmother got her some cocoa and cookies and sat her down to go over the letter she had gotten and hugged her fiercely. “Well, looks like we're off to London! Diagon Alley here we come!” The older woman bounced up and over to an old hat, taking Violet's hand. “Keep a hold of my hand little one. We'll be off as soon as you touch the hat as well.” With that Vi clasped her grandmother's hand and then with the other she touched the old straw hat with the pink flower and the whole world broke around her, whipping her through space and time.<br/><br/>They landed on the cobbles of an old alley and Violet fought the urge to puke and won. Standing tall she looked about at the other kids bustling about and squealed in happiness. “Welcome to Diagon Alley, darling. Let's get your school supplies yes?” The pair walked down the Alley, stopping to get her cauldron and books. The book shop was bustling with people as well and the books were easy to find, front of the store for the new students. Their last stop was the pet shop. “Now, you can bring a Cat, an Owl, rat or a toad. Which one will it be?” She asked her young charge as she looked about the store. Violet had never really a rat person, so she wandered over and looked at the owls and then decided against one, moving over to the cats.<br/><br/>A black one with brilliant green eyes watched her, one white paw and pretty white whiskers. “Her.” She said to her grandmother and allowed the cat and reach out to her. The rest of the store melted away and she purchased the animal, moving on to get her wand with her new cat curled safely about her shoulders. The choice had been simple. The wand shop was bustling and there were plenty of kids ahead of her and she watched as things exploded and the like as kids tried out wands that weren't quite right and Mr. Olivander scurried here and there. Violet marveled at her new world and then it was her turn. She took quiet a few tries, finally settling on a wand that was ten inches, yew with a unicorn hair center.<br/><br/>After the shopping was done, they left the alley and headed for the train station. “Do not worry about your things dear. I'll have your trunk sent to Hogwarts with all of your needed things. Keep your robes close and the like!” Once they walked into the station, Violet was overwhelmed, her cat hid under her long, black hair and her blue eyes danced. “No worries Persephone, everything will be fine.” She crooned to the animal and hoped she sounded more sure than she felt.<br/><br/>They stopped at a wall, watching kids run into it. “Platform nine and three quarters is right through there, love. Let's go!” Violet took hold of the car and took off at a run, considering she was highly nervous, her grandmother chuckled and walked through behind her. The platform was a mess of parents, children, carts and animals. It all amazed Violet, but what did it all the more was the large steam engine. The Hogwarts Express. This was it, the starting of her new life!