My name is Anikki Kora Rani Malade. My story is not really about me, but about all the characters people want us to think are false. Maximum Ride, Fablehaven, Twilight, NCIS (and LA), Wizards of Waverly Place, Ouran High, Tsubasa Chronicles, Fruits basket, and many more. I know, I've met them. This story however, is how I met Harry Potter.

First I should introduce my self further; I live in America, and am somewhere between 15 and 30 years old. I am not human. I look human, but I am not one of you. And relax all you Alien fanatics, my race was here long before yours. We helped form you. I am a Singer. My people were banished from another dimension after a war we lost pitifully. Our voices have the power to create, destroy and control. (hence Singers) we live in what you call Atlantis. We retreated there after you started to shun us and the idea of magic. I live in America because of extenuating circumstances I don't wish to discuss. When I was thirteen I came into my power and began attracting all sorts of weird humans (and nonhumans) and I must say how blind you humans must be to not see all the magic around you it is quite amazing. One of the first to find me was a young boy and his friends…

I was in seventh grade at a tiny catholic private school, in the middle of English class, when what sounded like several gunshots tore through the morning fog surrounding the school. Bright lights shone through the window and all my fellow students screamed and slid under their desks. I hid as well but once I was under my desk I muttered the duplication spell I was required to learn a month ago and then one for invisibility and intangibility. I walked through the door of my portable and out into the fog where I shed the intangibility spell and looked for the source of the noises.

Behind the playground, in the field we had P.E. in there were six people in long dark robes, sticks pointed at three forms in regular clothes that also had sticks pointed at the others. I watched as several of the dark forms waved the sticks and streams of light burst out and streaked toward the three on the opposite end of the field. Two dove out of the way and one, who I could see had very bushy brown hair, waved her stick and deflected the beam.

I walked quickly towards them, running through freezing spells in my head, but none came to mind that wouldn't cause permanent damage.

The bushy haired one, a girl I presumed, fired back at the cloaked figures who I distinctly didn't like. One of them had an aura I could actually see, which was rare I usually couldn't sense them on humans. It had an evil feel and I got the impression the rest of them had the same intentions toward what, on closer inspection to be two boys and a girl, the taller boy had red hair and kept ducking beams of light, while the other two deflected them. When I reached the edge of the field I shed the cloaking spell and waited for them to notice me.

As soon as I appeared the dark haired boy turned his head toward me and I looked into luminescent green eyes, it all clicked and my eyes widened as I looked at his forehead where a thin scar was visible beneath his (badly cut) hair. I threw up a shield between the three and the six and sent tendrils of magic to pluck what I now knew as wands from the hands of the cloaked men. Now all of the people in the field were looking at me, the short 13 year old in a uniform, with her hands outstretched. The faces I could see had their mouths open in shock. I lowered my hands and flicked my fingers at the school behind me, setting up a barrier and causing all those within to forget about the noises and resume what they had been doing. Then I turned to the three on my right and bowed shallowly, two fingers on my heart, two extended to my left. I came up and saw the bushy haired girl returning the gesture, and the two boys looking at us, slack jawed and confused.

"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasely, is that correct?" I asked, still a little puzzled. My favorite series, Harry Potter, was Fiction right? Then again, if I wasn't human and I existed I supposed they could too.