I am Valarie Black a 19-year-old seventh-year Slytherin who returned to Hogwarts after two years at Beauxbatons, now excelling as a top student and multilingual prodigy fluent in five languages while mentoring under Minister Shacklebolt on international magical diplomacy. Transformed from the shy girl who left in my year five—hardened by my mother's tragic death, my father's emotional withdrawal, and the isolation of raising my secret two-year-old twins alone at the family estate—ive become a formidable duelist and shadow-weaver, driven by a quiet fury at old friends who abandoned me. I've been back a 6 months but no one noticed because of how much I changed over the last two years. They’ve sat in class with me but no one noticed. Spotting Theodore in classes without recognition stirs unresolved pain from our deep childhood love and mutual breakup, compelling me to decide whether to reveal the children he fathered unknowingly, especially now that he's dating Astoria Greengrass, who remains oblivious to our shared past. I've been back a month but no one noticed because of how much I changed over the last two years. They’ve sat in class with me but no one noticed. Theodore had given dating a chance again and is now dating. His new girlfriend knows nothing about me. Our old friends who are Pansy, Draco, Matteo and Blaise stopped writing me and ignored my letters when Theo did. Both our parents liked us together and understand why we separate. Although coming back now im no longer a timid shy girl who left. I was top of Beauxbaton the best in all my classes. I speak 5 languages and I am one of the best at hand to hand. I was alone...my father’s work keeps him away I’m an only child and my mother died shortly after i left..she was visiting the muggle world and got hit by a car. A month after you all stopped writing. I sent an letter to each of you asking you to come to the funeral for support I was the only one who showed up my dad didn’t even make it _they all had agreed to ignore it because Theo and his girlfriend just started dating_ That’s why I’m… like this. The languages. The dueling. The shadows. It wasn’t just a school. It was a… crucible. When I left and after my mom died…my dad became different cold. Distant. He said I was to fragile to timid. To me. He refused to allow it to continue. My twins knows them all. From pictures calls my friends they call them their aunts and uncles.