One, I was inspired to do this fan fiction.

Two, because the inspiration came from a fellow author, I must give credit to two sister goddesses…

Sophia: ummm, sister goddesses?

AngelDragonStar Chibi: why are you here?

Sophia: I have to help Nyx when she comes in here.

Quiet! The first is the goddess of veela stories, Frizzy. I have read Magnetic Attraction after accepting the second author's terms.

The second is Angel's Falling, who has a trio of crazy muses-

Chibi: who are crazier than us. She introduced us to the wonderful world of Harry Potter/ Draco Malfoy slash.

Sophia: to warn you, gentle readers-

Chibi: *snorts *

Sophia: *glares * this is a sexual threesome, of two guys and one girl. I'm not telling what they are. Oh, and that we do not own any of the characters mentioned by JK Rowling. Have fun, everyone!

Prologue one- Sorceress with a frying pan

Nyx Requiem growled furiously as she tied the strings on her "cotton-candy" pink apron.

"Damn it, why pink! Grandma knows I hate this stupid disgusting color!" she hissed as she finished.

She began to cook dinner, since it was her birthday. She picked her favorite, homemade chicken 'skillet' pie. 'Girl, it's your birthday,' she thought, 'a day that lives in infamy! Who would've thought that a Requiem, a member of one of the most famous musical wizarding families, would be a sorcerer?'

'Not many,' another voice purred to her.

Nyx shuddered at one of the two voices she had heard since she was a child. The voices were both boys, ones who had grown up with her. They were strange and had grown seductive after her fifteenth birthday.

'Take a look, Nyx. You look pretty in pink.' The second voice said gently. This voice was the bolder of the two, but it was also always a gentleman.

Nyx indulged the voice and glanced in the mirror. The teenager cried out with amazement and delight. "Ooohhh." She said in realization.

'What heaven did you fall from?' the first voice exclaimed with the same delight as Nyx.

'Told you.' The second voice said smugly.

Nyx was that kind of girl that would always wear things in dark colors. She had bone white skin, which was from staying inside at all times, although her skin was dusted with a slight tan on her face. Her preferred colors of choice were black, silver, green, blue, or in rare cases, gold.

Her least favorite color was any shade of pink, and right now she was in her favorite black robes, with a full pink apron. "This doesn't look so bad." The pink brought out the same color in Nyx's face, making her look more human and less like the cold statue of a goddess. She spun gracefully around, in a rare moment of childish delight.

"Nyx?"

Nyx stopped and looked at her mother, whose head was sprouting pink flowers. "Opps. Sorry about that, mom. I actually like this apron."

Nyx's mother smiled. "I can tell, honey." She waved her wand over her own head and the flowers vanished to reveal long dark-gold tresses. "I'll pack it with your books, if you want."

Nyx nodded eagerly. "Oh, yeah! I forgot that I'm going to Hogwarts!" She bounced up and down, smiling.

"Also, your father got a set of anklets and bracelets for you. He thought it would be best if you don't produce any sort of wild magic while you travel." Nyx's mother shook her head. "He thinks that the Dark Lord will look for you."

The first voice sounded sad. 'He already is.'

"Huh?!" Nyx cried.

Nyx's mother looked at her daughter. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, mom! Go out and wait for dinner!" Nyx said hastily.

Her mother left quickly, looking at her daughter with more than a hint of worry.

"Now, what do you mean?"

'We are fragments.'

'Of people who you will meet.'

'We came to you when you were first bonded. We have a small connection with our main selves'

'That is how both of us know about Voldemort's-'

'Don't say his name!' The first voice cried out fearfully. 'He is a very powerful wizard, and a dark wizard to boot!'

'It would be best if you do not use any music while you travel. The Ministry of Magic will think that you are casting real magic.'

"Oh." Nyx continued cooking the pie, licking her lips eagerly. "So, why are you guys joined to me?"

Don't know. I remember waking up in the mind of a very musically inclined little girl.

'I remember crying myself to sleep because someone had been mean to me. Then, I wake up from another boy shaking me.'

"That's how you became friends, since you were both alone in a five-year-old sorceress's mind." Nyx said, checking the pie. "Almost done."

Nyx could feel the boys nod in agreement. "What will happen when I meet your main selves?"

'Hmm. We don't know. Probably return to them and at the same time giving you a connection to them.'

"Great." Nyx said sarcastically. She took the pie and shouted, "Dinner!"

During dinner, in Nyx's mind the voices continued to converse:

'I wonder what our main selves are going to do when they see Nyx. I mean, the Requiems are famous musicians.'

'What I want to know is why we came to her.'

'That too. Now, back on the topic of appearance. She will recognize us by aura, if not by voice. They will be really confused. Nyx is quite beautiful in the right clothes'.

'Yes, I know. I wish she would show off her body once in a while. She has the looks of a goddess.'

'Tall with a cute and average figure. Dark gold hair that you would want to run your hands though all of the time.'

'Those eyes will be the killers. It's impossible to describe them.'

'How about using the term 'night-colored'?'

'That's a good one. Your main self probably knows about the Requiems, but mine doesn't. I'm raised with Muggles, brainic.'

'True. I worry about her. She's a great student, but she has been tutored all of her life because of her sorcery.'

'She'll do great. She has been at a public school for a while.'

'Yeah, but Hogwarts is a place of high magic. If Nyx freaks out, the place could be gone within five minutes.'

'That's why we make damn sure she has a musical instrument.'