It's been years since Thea had set foot in Britain, but it's about time she faced her fears head-on and quit running from her past.

My name is Larisa Kendra Ariana Dumbledore. I know what you're thinking- Dumbledore? As in Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts? Sadly, the answer is a yes. The man is my great uncle, but that doesn't mean that I like him. In fact, I absolutely loath everything about him.

We all come into the world blissfully unaware of the terrors out there. Once you grow up from being an innocent child and find out just how cruel of a place the world is you ache to be ignorant once more. That's how I feel anyway. I long to be a fool to reality. Never would I suffer through this unbearable pain that I have gotten to know well over the past year.

The girl in the mirror pushed her dark auburn curl out of her dull, gray eyes. Her perfectly pale skin was freckle-less and absent of any blemish. The nose that sat upon her face was too small and her cheekbones were clearly defined. Some would consider all of these features together pretty, but the girl did not. She thought that these things were ugly.

Sophie Potter has always been compared to her brother. By her parents, her teachers, and everyone else she knows. Now she's here to tell you that she is not the person everyone sees her to be. That she is different.