These Wounds Won't Heal
Scarlett Florcáise was your typical Beauxbatons student. Except from the fact that she was from England and everyone else was French. Her mother had grown up in France then moved to London were she meet her father and then had Scarlett.
Scarlett wasn't someone that fitted in with everyone. She was more in the background watching and observing all those around her. Just one of the people that people know of but don't really know, the odd one out. She had been begging her mother to move back to England and go to school there, where she knew she would fit in. She wouldn't be different from everyone else, she'll meet new people and she would have a better time.
There was one thing about Scarlett though which wasn't exactly the most normal thing, she was a witch. And she went to a school with other witches to learn magic. But she wanted to go to Hogwarts, she had heard so many good memories from her fathers time there that it made her want to be able to roam the castles corridors, sit in the commonroom in front of the fire and she also wanted to be taught by the teachers that taught her own father.
As a new position in England opens up, Scarlett, her mother, father and her little 12 year old sister; Nathalí, all get moved to a whole different country. Scarlett can barely hold her excitement of starting a new school, at Hogwarts to finish her last two years of schooling.
When she starts at Hogwarts, she meets a boy. A boy with so many scars across his body and so many terrors in his mind, will she make a difference?