Hi guys, this is my fist ever fanfiction so bare with me on this. If all goes well I really hope to write more, and in the next book (if i get there) it with become a Draylor thing. Hope you enjoy :) Now also I am working up to the relationship of Taylor and Malfoy, i'm not just going to suddnly make them fall inlove, and they fall in love in the goblet of fire (4th year chapter) so just saying. The 3rd year you learn about Taylor, the next year it gets into it. Anyway hope you all enjoy this story and PLEASE Review this, because i havent been getting many :) x

Introduction

A young girl at the age of 14, lay in her bed in a dreamless sleep, her chocolate brown hair lay elegantly beside her. The only noise that could be heard was her gentle breathing and the whispering of the trees. Beside her bed lay the 7 books of Harry Potter and a glass of warm water. Her name was Taylor. Taylor was an imaginative girl, which means her imagination works at extra capacity. But she was very down to earth and sweet, besides her tongue that sometimes accidently let out a bad word or two. Her parents were divorced and she lived with her mum. If you asked her friends what she liked doing, they would answer "dancing, acting and harry potter." But this girl's muggle life was about to change, for on this morning, she would receive a letter that will change her life forever…

Chapter 1

Taylor woke early the next morning to a sound that she couldn't identify. She slowly slid her legs out of her bed and creeped to her bedroom door and quietly opened it. She then made her way to her front door and saw that there was a letter on the floor. Picking it up, Taylor noticed that her name was written on the front. It read:

Taylor Mundus

2nd Bedroom

10 Ginger Avenue

Australia

Fascinated at this, Taylor started to open it, not realising that someone was standing behind her.

"What is that?" A familiar voice asked from behind her. Taylor realised that it was her mother. She sighed and gave the letter to her.

"To me it looks like a fake letter from Hogwarts." Taylor responded.

"What's Hogwarts?" Her mother asked. She stared at her in surprise, how could she not know what Hogwarts was?

"Harry Potter?" Taylor asked desperately, but her mother just looked at her in astonishment, like she was from a different planet. She watched as her mother opened the letter and as her mouth dropped.

"What is it?" Taylor asked, not taking her eyes off her astounded mother.

"It...It's a letter…from a school called Hogwarts. It says you've been accepted." Her mother stuttered, hands shaking. Taylor just stared with the same expression as her mother. This can't be right, she was 14, you could only be accepted at 11, and it was a fictional book, it isn't real…

"It's probably just a joke." Taylor's mother responded as she threw it in the fire and walked out of the room. Taylor slowly approached the fire and watched as the letter burned different colours, as the letter that could have answered the questions circling in her head and her dream ticket burned into ashes.

The next day was Saturday, which meant weekend, which meant Taylor being extraordinarily happy. No assignments or homework meant she could do anything and was free, so she decided to hang out with her friends, Alex and Sarah. But besides all this fun that would occur, the letter she had received the previous day stayed in her head. She couldn't put it aside. Then there was also the fact that no one, and I mean absolutely no one knew what Harry Potter was, even though a few days before everyone knew what it was. This came to worry her, especially considering her and Sarah both loved it. But for the time being she decided to just have fun with her friends for the day.

When she got home she heard hushed voices coming from the lounge room.

"She cannot go." Her mother's voice rang out.

"She must. She is a witch and she is obliged to go." Another familiar voice whispered. She decided to just casually walk into the room because of her good mood, kindly greet the character and then walk out and secretly listen in to their conversation. As she opened the door and walked into the room she almost feinted, there, sitting on the couch, was…was…Professor Dumbledore. The one and only, the best wizard, the awesome wizard who was…well awesome. Taylor just stood there, like a tree, planted firmly to the spot, her mouth gaping at the famous and wisest wizard in the wizarding world.

"Hello." Said the kind wizard. "You must be Taylor." Still in the same position she nodded. "Ah. We all need to have a little talk as you seem very confused."

"How can you tell that?" She squeaked curiously.

"By your eyes and the look on your face." He answered simply. Taylor nodded and slowly went and sat next to her mum, not taking her eyes off him again. Her mother seemed to have made him a cup of tea, as he was just setting down his cup.

"Taylor…" He started, not taking his eyes off her. "Have you noticed anything unusual lately?"

"Yes. No one seems to know what Harry Potter is, let alone what happens." She quickly put in, not really thinking about what she was saying. She watched as Dumbledore stood up and walked over to the fire, his cloak swaying behind him.

"Yes, that is because you're not in the same life as you were." Taylor just stared in disbelief. What the hell is he on about? "You are in, now, a different dimension, where Mr Potter's life is not in a book; instead it's laid out into reality."

"Wh...Wha…what!" She asked in disbelief. Dumbledore just kindly smiled at her with patience.

"You have come from a different dimension and you are now a witch. Although you are 14, you are going to have to start from 3rd year. You will be in the same year as Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger." A smile bloomed on her face. Going to Hogwarts and then being in the same year as Harry, Ron and Hermione, how could her life get any better?

"But…" That one little word brought her out of her thoughts. "I know that you know everything that is going to happen in Harry's schooling years. If you choose to attend Hogwarts, you must sign a contract saying that you will never change events, deaths or anything other main happenings. You may tell Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger at some point about your life on knowing everything but you cannot at any time, or for any reason tell them what is in store for them into the future." At this, his wand was in his hand and a piece of parchment was floating towards her, with a pot of ink and a quill among it. Softly, it landed onto the coffee table in front of Taylor. On the top of the parchment words started to appear. Taylor then realised that it was actually the contract. She then read through it twice and picked up the quill elegantly. But a hand caught her wrist.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Her mother asked in a desperate tone.

"Of course I do mum, this is a once in a life time opportunity." Taylor answered enthusiastically while she signed the contract. As soon as she took the elegant peacock quill off the paper it flew back over to Dumbledore with the quill and ink that flew out of her hand. As soon as it reached Dumbledore, it disappeared.

"And now that that matter is over, I would like to discuss something else with you."

"Yes…" She added eagerly.

"I would like you to teach Muggle Studies: Extension for the students, but only your year of students, no younger or older. Would you like to?

"Hells yes! I can't wait to see the look on the Slytherin's faces when they find out they have to do more muggle studies." She put in with a grin. Dumbledore tried to hold back a grin, but it appeared on his face. With a flick of his wand, a trunk appeared at the end of the couch; Taylor's initials were in gold at the end of the trunk.

"Tonight, you must pack, and tomorrow a man named…"

"Hagrid?" She asked excitedly.

"Yes… Well he will pick you up and take you to Diagon Alley. I have already transferred your muggle money into wizard money, it can be found in you trunk. Now here is your class book list and Hagrid will take you back here to Hogwarts so you can get settled in. Now when the rest of the school arrives, you will be sorted with the first years into your house and you will be with that house throughout your years. Now I must take my leave." At this, Dumbledore apparated. Her mum just stared in astonishment and Taylor felt as though her life couldn't get any better…

I would REALLY appreciate comments on how I'm going so far, so HATE it or LOVE it or just LIKE it please leave a comment. I PROMISE it gets better. x