Okay I know I shouldent be writting this now, but the idea popped into my head and I just HAD to write it!

Camille Ea Cali Eadion Daft-Baley

"Camille, you got an owl" my mother yelled up to me, as I am struggling to get into my old robes.

"Coming, were are you?" I questioned rather stupidly. She was in the kitchen as always, cooking away a storm. That was one of the things I loved most about her, she was cooking at all times. The last 2 years I had gone to Hogwarts that was the one thing that I had missed most about home. Sure the kitchen there was nice and all the house elves were fun to talk to, but it could never fill the hole that moms latest food creation could fill.

"It says it's from a Noel Jean" she quoted from the letters front.

"epppp! She hasnt written all summer, I was starting to think she had forgotten about me" Truthfully I sang the words out grabbing the letter and rushing to my room.

Dear Cami,

I'm so sorry I haven't written but my brother had his marraige and I had to go to Greace. Sure that was fun, but Hogwarts is better. The reason for that is I almost lost my necklace! I know it was horrible. I was doing the dishes, the tie broke and would have fell down the drain if my uncel Tom didn't cach it. Ahh, it was probaly the scariest thing in my life. How did you'r summer go? Did you get any letters from a serten someone (Sirius)? Did you fall off you'r broom again or have you never been on it since that? Ohhh, I'm so glad that we are finally friends. First and second year were murder, I'm sorry but if you don't like somone I think you should be a little bit more suddle opposed to tricking them in their sleep.

Anyways gota go,

Noel

I sighed as i finished one of my best friends letters, one of my best friends only letter. I was dissapointed, sure Noel was quiet at times and didn't say things but this was crazy. I had gotten longer letters from James Potter thanking me for not turning him in to Dumbledore after he played a horrible trick on Noel in our first year. Of course if that had happend now he would be in, in a heartbeat seeing as Noel was a good friend of mine.

"Camille we need to leave" my father called to me from his study.

Both my parents had heavy accsents my mum French, and dad Irish. That was how I explained my name Camille is French fo pearfect, Ea is Irish for Fire, Caitir is Scottish for Pure, and Eadion is Irish for jealusy. Each of my parents picked out two of my names from there heritage so I woulden't "loose myself" in a big world. My father was all Irish, and mother French and both picked the names by their meanings too. My mother Picked them from things she wanted me to be, and my father picked them from the catigore of characteristices that I would come with. Although I love all of my names Ea is my favriote, I think it's strong and destructive yet light and cheerful.

"hunny please hurry, we have to go if you don't want to miss the train" Mother shouted from the other room.

"no need to shout, I have finally showed my face to you both" I declared to my parents.

"good now come to the car, and get in" Father said sweetly.

"I love you guys, did you know that? Well of course you did, why wouldent you?" I questioned aloud.

"baby we love you too." Mother cooed wrapping her arms around me.

"Okay." I answerd back and returned the hug quickly, before jumping into the small but roomy automobile.

Once we finally reached the train station as I was getting out there was Anibell lee and Natillie Claire pilling out of their car.

"Anni, Nats!" I yelled out to them waving suttily, and I get ready for their embrace. Before I can even start to count down the seconds they go into an all out sprint.

"Cami" both screamed in joyful unisun, as they scooped me up into a three way hug. I giggled as the memories of our first year together came flowing back into my brain.

"Nict to see you Dermot" Mr. Storn greeted my dad. "Same to you Amour"

"I see that you are enjoying yourself there" Mum commented on how he was dragging along both his daughters trunks.

"Ahhh yes, girls do you mind rolling you'r own things?" Mr. Storn asked Anni and Claire.

"Well ya" Claire answerd back to him after Anibell had already reteived her things.

Mum and dad never cared that they carried or wheeled my things around, I think it makes them feel wanted. They both grew up in huge famillies so they wanted me to be an only child because they didn't was to ignore any of their children like their parents sometimes had to do, so they figured having one kid would be easiest. Of course I will never be one to argue with that. I love always having all atention on me, I never have to steal it away from anyone else.