Summary (in style of the beginning little hints from So Weird):

Okay, so we've all read a book at some time in our lives. Most of us have probably read more fantasy than anything else. But what if the characters from our favorite fantasy books, suddenly came to life?

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Fiona Phillips was sitting on her bunk in the Molly Phillips tour bus. She was reading the latest in her favorite book series, Harry Potter. Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix had just been released, and she was just reading the opening pages when she noticed it. The moment she opened the book, she felt like something strange was going to happen, because a wind blew on her face, but all the windows on the bus were closed. She shivered nervously. She went on reading anyway.

It was dark on the street outside number 4 Privet Drive. A boy was sitting at his desk, writing a letter. This was no normal boy. This was Harry Potter. He had awoken in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat. It had been another nightmare that had woken him. He had been having them frequently all summer. Most of them were about the night of the Third Task. And Harry had an unfortunate feeling that this wasn't just a nightmare. Harry, a 15 year old boy, was a wizard. He was not even normal by wizarding standards. He was the only known survivor of the Killing Curse, Aveda Kedavra. Unfortunately, Cedric Diggory had not been so lucky. He had been killed the previous year by Lord Voldemort. The sight of Cedric's dead body was still firmly imprinted in Harry's mind.

Fiona shivered. That had been one scary scene. It was her least favorite scene, but she had found it strangely exciting. "Fi!!!!!!!" Her mother was calling her. "Fi, we're going to get dinner now!" Fiona closed the book, after bookmarking her page. Little did she know that the fantasy she was reading would soon become reality.

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"He has escaped again!!! Wormtail, what is the meaning of this?" said a man in the corner of a dark, cold room.

"My Lord, he is under the protection of the spell placed on that house by Dumbledore. It is almost impossible for us to reach him there!" said a scared little man from the floor.

"Wormtail, the spell will only last until the start of term! Is there no way to reach him?!"

"M-my Lord! I am pleased to inform you that we have found a loophole! We cannot reach him there, but a muggle girl, who is not completely muggle, can! We have found that there is a witch who has not been following the Muggle Protection laws in the slightest. She has been writing books about us, and…"

"Wormtail, I believe what you're saying may have some use to me. Go on." The voice sounded amused now.

"Yes, well, these books have been deported all around the world. But there is one girl whose father was a wizard, her mother, a muggle, and she was overlooked at the wizarding school in her country. Her mother never knew that her daughter was a witch. The girl, Fiona is her name, has been reading these books. She could do magic, if someone were to teach her how."

"Ah, yes, very interesting. But how would we convince her? And once we did, who would teach her?"

"I'm getting to that my Lord. The girl has a knack for attracting magical and unnatural things and situations. She thinks that her father is dead, but he is not! He is alive, and undecided in our war against Dumbledore. If we offer him a way to see his daughter again, I am sure he will be more than willing to side with us, and he is very powerful. He would teach her."

The dream faded as another one replaced it.

A girl of about 15 was sitting on a bed inside a bus, reading a book titled Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Harry noticed that there was an unearthly breeze every time she turned a page. She shuddered and mumbled, "I don't want to think about that right now," once. "Fi!!!!!!!!!!" came a voice from outside the window. "Fi, we're going to get dinner now!" The girl closed her book and jumped down from the bed.

Harry Potter woke up with a start. He was lying in his bed at the Dursleys. He tried to remember what had awoken him. Something in his dream. There was Voldemort and Wormtail. They were talking about a girl. Fiona they called her. A half-muggle, half-witch. They were going to use her to hurt someone! Then he remembered another dream, directly following that one. A girl had been reading a book with his name on it! This was not unusual, but the book was a muggle book! A woman had called her Fi. Harry put two and two together. "Oh. My. God." This girl was the Fiona that the two dark wizards had been talking about! Harry jumped off his own bed and quickly began scribbling away a letter to his godfather, Sirius Black. He would then make a copy of it for Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts.