"Maybe, I shouldn't have mentioned Mattheo..." breathed Serena in regret. 

"You said in a fit of rage because you were upset at Tom, it's fine; he'll get over it.." I responded. "Atleast I hope so..." 

 A FEW DAYS LATER.

 I and Serena were out shopping, and dedicating a day to ourselves when we passed by a shop that was showcasing a long elegant black dress, with its sleeve covered in black lace. The front of the dress was sewed in a golden casual design.

I glanced at it and continued walking forward to our next destination but Serena stood in front of it and started studying it. 

"Serena, come on; let's go!" I called out.

I walked over to her and she turned to me. "Hey, you know what that dress reminds me of?"

"What?"

"The lady that use to visit you, when we were still in the orphanage."

My mind was blank, no one visited me except Professor McGonagall, who had come to inform me about my acceptance to Hogwarts. Maybe she meant her? "Professor McGonagall?" I inquired.

"No...before that, she would wear something like this?"

I tried recalling my oldest memories in the orphanage, how could Serena remember the lady that visited me, but I couldn't remember it myself, and she was many years younger than me? No matter how hard I tried I could not.

"You even cried when she told you that that day would be the last day, she'd visit you, and then she never came back!"

And then it flashed, and it hit me. I remembered an old dead memory.

FLASHBACK TO WHEN EMERLYN WAS 11.

"This will be the last time, I'll see you.." The lady asserted taking a seat in front of me, I was puzzled, all of this out of nowhere?

"Why?" I questioned. "Why are you leaving me?"

  "You'll know one day, but not today" she replied as her voice broke. "I have to go now, Emerlyn" she stood up, and that's when I came to the realization she was going, my only visitor was going to leave me forever. 

 I followed her asking her why she was leaving over and over again but there was only to an extent I could follow her too, and her words came true she never came back, never tried contacting me again; but soon as I grew more mature, older. I slowly forgot about her existence. 

END OF FLASHBACK.

  However, one thing with this memory was I could not remember the face or the name of this lady, which piqued my curiosity; after all, I had lived with the reality that all my relatives and family members had passed away.

"Wasn't she the one who also put you in the orphanage?" asked Serena and I re-lived another forgotten memory. 

FLASHBACK TO WHEN EMERLYN WAS 9.

"Emerlyn, I'm not here to hurt you!" the lady got a harsh grasp on my hands, not allowing me to use them to hurt her any longer, inking me as her prisoner.

However, I simply cried out, trying to escape her grasp.

 She simply picked me up, and soon enough my feet met the ground and I was surprised to see a young boy who was also present with us. 

"My mum isn't going to kill you" he declared. "You're going to come with us, to live with us."

"We can only wish." The woman spoke.

As I knew it, my life changed drastically, I adapted to my life in the orphanage, and often the lady would come and visit me and sometimes take me to my parent's grave but that was really it.

END OF FLASHBACK.

Again, in this memory, I could not remember the faces or the names of anyone. 

"Serena, I think we should give the orphanage a little visit"

                                                  - - - - - - - - - - - - - 

"Emerlyn and Serena!" The matron who supposedly took care of us greeted us, in surprise. "It's good to see you"

"It's good to see you too!" exclaimed Serena, who was in awe.

"Erm..is it possible for you to show me the records of a lady who visited me in my fresh days in the orphanage?" I gently questioned. 

"Name?"

"I don't know.."

She scanned through a few notebooks, papers, etc but then from her face she remembered something being overwhelmed by the flowing emotions.

"I'm sorry, Malory; I can't disclose any information about that person," she concluded.

"Why don't I have the right to know?"

"You do, but she asked to keep her identity hidden." 

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I sat on the couch, lost in my thoughts. How could I forget such a vile piece of my life? My grandparents were dead before my birth, my father didn't have any siblings, and my mother's sister died when I was pretty young, so who could this be?

A friend of my parents, or a cousin? 

Whatever it was, it wasn't worth thinking about or worth wasting so much energy on. 

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THE NEXT DAY.

Again, I passed by the shop viewing the dress again; however this time I was walking home with Draco. He noticed and observed the dress with me.

"That's honestly something, my mum would wear." He commented.

Before I could respond, he spoke again.

"You know, I'm quite excited!"

"And, why is that?"

"My friend, who went to France after we graduated from Hogwarts is coming back to England soon" He responded. "He sent a letter, and I want you to meet him."

A/N: who do u think is this mysterious ladyy?