"- Mom, come on. - shouted the girl, an unusual girl. Holding in hand the magic wand, the girl was putting on his cloak. And her purple eyes and same color hair stood out among the crowd of people nearby.

- Yes, Eva, now you've brought a spare cloak?  - asked Louise, pushing the suitcases in the car. A woman of about forty, was dressed in a long red dress. Unlike her daughter, she held in her hand a magic wand, and all things with their hands. Her short, snowy white hair ballschule in the sun. Something she was reminded of the snow Queen.

- Louise, I'm almost ready. Evanna! You took the spare robe? - shouted from the house facing the man. In his mind it was impossible to guess how old he is. It was seen beige Capri pants. From them and smelled old. Colored bright socks peeking out from black old-fashioned men's sandals. Completely new this sweater was 2 sizes bigger than the man and the cat painted on the Affairs of the sweater the man is like a child. Sweaters from the top down, obviously a little on his jacket. Glasses, with young, with the size of a penny a glass, slipped off his face.

- Canton! When will you learn to dress like all the Muggles. Look at me, you're not going to say that I am a sorceress. - the woman waved her hand in the air appeared a magic wand. Waving it, Canton spun around on the ground. Now he was in jeans and a t-shirt. 

 - Thank you, darling. Evanna! You took your spare set of robes? - again he asked.

- Yes, I did! Dad! How can?- answered Eva, and finally pulled the mantle, which does not yield.
- Yes, I'm sorry. Still such an event. First year at Hogwarts. - muttered the girl's father and stuffed the remaining bags in the car.
- Sit down! - shouted Louise. She waved his wand and their whimsical rainbow house is gone.
- Why do we have to go by Muggle car? - asked Evanna.
- We must be believable people. - Louise said and got in the car to her husband.
Eva joined his parents and they moved off. The girl looked at cars that went to meet them. She was looking for the same as she. The same extraordinary. Wizards. Her family of pure-blood wizards. Family Laweroy not very popular among magicians. Evanna Lavero learning a rare hair color. It is a hereditary phenomenon Dunivan. Cruella Dunivan first among wizards was born with purple hair and eyes. It see, was born a common magician. But her granddaughter Louise Dunivan inherited the peculiarity of his grandmother. She was born with white eyes and the same hair. Louise Dunivan is the mother of Evanna Lavero. Louise rod Dunivan ended, she married Canton Lavero. Leveroy - family, without history. No one knows her roots. Rumor has it that the heirs of Cedric Gryffindor. But these started the rumor themselves Leveroy that would raise his reputation.
They almost arrived on the scene, there were only a couple of blocks away. Eva noticed the truck going on the stretch to them. Suddenly the truck started to zigzag. He almost hit the car went to the family Lavero. Creek. Bright light. " Evanna woke up.

- Wake up!!! - shouted a girl with fiery red hair and pushed Eva that she's a bit out of bed did not fall.

- What do you want? - asked Evanna, rubbing his eyes with his hands. Her old, faded night shirt, 2 sizes more skewed to one side. Her tired and sad face, expressed the opinion pleas for mercy. Eva seemed to know what happens next. But despite all this, her violet eyes were filled with life, and hair, the same color, shimmered in the dim light coming from the window.

- Wake up!!! Wake up!!! - continued to shout girl.

- Shut Up, Malena!!! - Eva threw a pillow at the redhead girl. Malena turned and ran down the long, grey, dim corridor, while shouting : "Can you Imagine!!! Purple plug in my mouth!!! I hear she tells me!!! Ha, ha, ha" Followed by the screams of the redhead girl was heard to laugh., coming from grey, dull bedrooms. 

Evanna looked at the gray, ragged wall, a small pink calendar hanging on it.:

- August 12, well, I'm 14 years old. Not a good start for a Birthday. In General, as always. - she said aloud.

From the corridor I heard laughter, Eva noticed a little girl running from room to room.

- Hello, Evanna. I'm Dr. Patron. I spend a survey. I need to check your health, mental health. - in the room go  an elderly man, dressed in a white Bathrobe. In his hands was seen in a black briefcase and portfolio and  paper.

- Hello, do you think I'm crazy? - said the girl with contempt.

- No, it's a routine checkup of all the children in the orphanage. I heard you had a birthday today, congratulations. How old are you? - the doctor asked, rummaging through the briefcase.

- 14 years.

- And here it is. Evanna Lavero. You have a very interesting eye color, very rare on earth. And the hair...

- I have normal hair.

- Yes, they are wonderful, such a genetic factor. Sorry your parents forbade you to explore. Now look at the pictures and say what you see. - The doctor began to show different pictures. After all this, he said. -Well , you are absolutely healthy. Very good result for a child from the orphanage...

- It may be enough here to remind me? - interrupted Evanna.

- I am a professional psychologist, so I can see something bothers you. It happened recently.

- Yes. When will it end?

- When you will no longer dream of death of parents?

- Yes. Why did I survive?

- I'm a psychologist,  so I can't answer the question. And sleep. I don't know. Your trauma after losing parents passed. So it's only dreams  - the doctor stood up.

- Are you leaving already? - asked girl.

- Yes.