So you all must have heard of the McKinnon family. For those of you who haven't. They are a family of pure-blood wizards that were killed by Voldemort personally. But one survived. Little MJ was rescued by her family's house elf Toffee. Little MJ was only about a week old when her mother Marlene died along with her grandparents. Her biological father had died before her mother even knew she was pregnant, it's why she first moved back in with her parents. To have them help with MJ.

But of course things didn't go as planned. But luckily no one outside the family knew about little MJ. Marlene had Toffee take MJ to safety when she realized her family was in danger. Saying she'd come for them when they were safe. But that didn't happen and poor Toffee had no-one to turn to for help.

She didn't know about the Order of the Phoenix. As Marlene did not want her family in anymore danger then they already were being blood traitors. Which didn't workout. As they all still died, leaving MJ an orphan. Toffee knew she could not take care of MJ alone. So took her to a muggle orphanage. They immediately took MJ in and gave her the name Enola. Not knowing her name and she was alone when she was discovered.

Little did they know, she was never alone. Toffee was always watching over her young mistress. Her last living master. Waiting for the day she could help her with introducing her to the magical world. Currently, little MJ believes Toffee is her imaginary friend. But that changes the day a wizard arrives on the doorstep of the orphanage.

{August 1st 1992} Enola's (aka MJ's) POV

I'm Enola or MJ, the people at the orphanage call me Enola. But my imaginary friend Toffee calls me MJ. Anyway, I'm 11 years old and I've been at the orphanage all my life. I don't remember being anywhere else.

But strange things happen around me. Every-time I was close to being adopted, something strange would happen and then the people leave. I think the orphanage has seems to have given up on trying to find me a home. Which is a sad. I see the other kids get adopted and go to loving homes. But I'm still stuck here. I long for family of my own.

I don't even have friends, aside from Toffee. Every-time I made one, they'd leave and I'd never see them again. So I'm starting think what's the point. I spend more time alone with my head buried in a book. I'm only ever with the other kids from the orphanage when it's meal time. Even then, I don't talk to anyone.

Anyway, it's just another normal day and I am relaxing in my room with a book. When there is a knock on my door. I look up. "Enola, it's me" Mrs McDonald says on the other side of the door. "Someone wishes to speak to you, may we come in?" she asks.

"Yes" I say and the door opens. Mrs McDonald enters with a strangely dressed older man with a long beard and half moon glasses. I look at Mrs McDonald.

"Enola, this is Albus Dumbledore. He has a letter for you, you've been invited to attend your parents former school" she states. I frown in my confusion and look at the man.

"May we talk in private?" he asks her. She nods and left the room. Shutting the door behind her. "A pleasure to finally meet you Mary-Jane, I am Professor Dumbledore. Headmaster of Hogwarts" he explains.

"You knew my parents?" I ask him.

"I did indeed, both very gifted they were. Tragic what happened to them" he states. "Here" he says handing me a letter. It was addressed to Mary-Jane Enola McKinnon at Blake's Orphanage 13 Cherry Tree Lane, London. I open it.

Dear Miss McKinnon,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and and Wizardry. Term begins on September 1st.

Yours Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress.

I then read the next to pieces of parchment. They were supplies lists. I also as a ticket for a train from Platform 9 3/4s. "How am I to pay for this sir?" I ask confused. "Where do I even get them?" I ask.

"I'm sure Toffee can help you with that" he tells me. Just then Toffee appeared with a pop.

"I'd be honoured to help my young mistress" she says with a bow.

"You can see her?" I ask Dumbledore surprised.

"Of course I can, she is a house elf" he states. "Your families house elf, she saved you the night your mother and grandparents died" he explains.

"You did?" I ask Toffee surprised.

"Yes young mistress and it'll be my honoured to help you get your school supplies" she states bowing. I frown, she had never bowed to me before.

"Call me MJ like usual and no bowing" I tell her. She nods her head. "So magic is real?" I ask Dumbledore. He takes out a wand and waves it at the dead pot plant. Which comes back to life. I look at it in awe.

"I trust we'll see you on the 1st of September?" he asks.

"Yes, of course. But how do I get onto the train?" I ask confused.

"You must go through the barrier between platforms nine and ten. The train leaves exactly at 11 o'clock on September first" he tells me. "Toffee will help you adapt to the magical world and can answer any questions you may have" he explains.

"So your stories of magic were real?" I ask Toffee.

"Yes" she says. "I look forward to helping you with your school supplies" she states.

"Can she come with me to school?" I ask Dumbledore.

"Of course she can, she may help the Hogwarts house elves with their duties unless you ask her to do something" he tells me. "Now I must be going, much to do before school starts" he states. I nod and he left.

"Can you tell me about my parents Toffee?" I ask her.

"I can tell you about your mum MJ, but I am afraid I never meet your father personally" she states. I nod my head and she starts to tell me about my mum. We then organized when we'd go to Diagon Alley to get my school supplies. We decided to go on August 19th, Toffee said we'd take the knight bus to the muggle (non-magic) entrance. She then gave me a pouch of some coins, she told me my mum had given it to her and she had kept it safe all these years for me.

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Picture above of MJ on the cover.