Author's Note: So, this is the first chapter remade. And, it's also has been looked over by the new beta for this story, BooksAreMyVideogames, thank you for offering by the way.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter and Steven Universe. They belong in that order to J.K. Rowling and Rebecca Sugar. T_T

Diana's POV

It was another boring day for me. I made the Dursley's breakfast, did part of my chores, made Petunia and Dudley's lunch, did the other part of my chores, and now I was making the Dursley's dinner, with Aunt Petunia watching me to make sure I didn't do anything freakish to the food, when Uncle Vernon came into the kitchen extremely happy. He saw me cooking and scowled at me, before seeing Aunt Petunia and picking her up, spinning her around, (how he managed to do that with his walrus-like body, I'll never know).

"Petunia, I've got great news!" Vernon yelled out.

"What is it," she said, "What's got you so excited?"

"I've been offered a new position as the head of a new branch of Grunnings!" Petunia started shrieking out in happiness.

"Oh Vernon, that's wonderful news! With your promotion means more money, and with more money means better furniture, better food, and better clothes. Oh, we'll be rich Vernon, rich." She said that part with a happy sigh, a faraway look in her eyes as she imagined it. At hearing that, Vernon got a guilty look in his eye, which Petunia immediately noticed.

"Vernon, what's wrong? Aren't you happy about your promotion?" asked Petunia

"Yes, but," at this, Vernon looked away guiltily, "My bosses are letting me perform a trial run to see how I like it, but we have to go to the branch for a week, and if I accept, then we have to move. And we have to be there by tomorrow." He said it all in one breath, but I somehow managed to hear everything, and I realized something that broke my heart. If Uncle Vernon accepted the promotion, then I might never see my friends again.

"But how are we going to buy tickets on the spot?"

"They already thought of that, and had given me enough first class tickets so we could go. However," He broke into a sneer, looking disgusted at what he was about to say," They know about the Freak, and we have to take her with us."

I must've spaced out for a few minutes, because the next thing I heard was, "Girl, pack your things. We're going to Beach City, USA."

I obediently went upstairs to my room, still too shocked to say anything, but after I closed the door, I was reminded of something when I heard a hoot coming from the corner of my room.

I quickly scribbled out a note to Hermione, explaining how this was my last letter to her for awhile, and asking her to tell Neville how sorry I am, and that her, Luna, and Neville were my best friends, and asking her to kick Ron where it counts when she sees him again. He's been hounding me since first year, demanding that I ditched my other friends, and be his girlfriend. After I saved his sister Ginny, it got even worse. One time, he cornered me in the hall in between lessons, before FORCING me against the wall, and KISSING me! When I gasped out of shock, he took the opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth. Luckily, Professor Flitwick had seen the whole thing, and assigned him three months of detention when the next school year started, and Ron's whining cost him another month of detention. Of course, there was another thing good about that.

(Entering Flashback Mode.)

It was a normal day so far. I was heading to the Great Hall for lunch, but had to stay behind in Flitwick's classroom because my things had spilled out of my bag and I had to clean it up. Of course, after I put everything back in, I had to hurry up if I wanted to catch up to my friends, but my day was ruined as I heard someone I had been trying to avoid.

"Potter, stop hanging out with those losers and be my girlfriend!" Ron Weasley shouted. I sighed, and moved to go around him.

"I don't have time for this Ron, besides, why would I be your girlfriend? I don't even like you." I told him, about to move past him, when he stepped back into my path, grabbed my shoulders, and pushed me back against the wall.

"Why don't I show you why you should like me?" He grinned lecherously, and shoved his mouth on mine. I cringed away, disgusted, especially when he managed to get his tongue in my mouth, and tried to shove him away, but he didn't move away. He actually started slipping my uniform off. Before it could get any worse, I felt talons grab my shoulder, and a flash of blue, before I was standing next to Professor Flitwick, who was standing there with a shocked expression on his face, before snapping out of it.

"RON WEASLEY, DETENTION FOR THREE MONTHS WHEN THE NEXT SCHOOL YEAR STARTS! AND FIFTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR FOR ALMOST SEXUALLY ASSAULTING A STUDENT! AND I WILL BE TELLING YOUR MOTHER ABOUT THIS!" He shouted, making Ron go white with fear. But I wasn't interested in him. I glanced at what had saved me, only for my mouth to fall as I looked at what seemed to be a version of Fawkes in various shades of blue, only to be shocked even more as water swirled around it, before dissipating, revealing Hedwig.

(Ending Flashback Mode.)

I turned towards Hedwig, and tied my letter to her leg.

"Hedwig, I need you to take this to Hermione, and stay there for at least a few days, and then I need you to leave Hermione's, fly at least a few miles away, and then water flash to where I am, by following our familiar bond. Will you do that for me girl?" I asked.

"Of course Diana. What do you think I am, a normal owl?" Hedwig replied. I had found out that when a wizard or witch has a phoenix of any kind for a familiar, then they can communicate telepathically, and it also goes for owl/phoenix hybrids.

"That's my girl." I replied. Opening the window, I watched as Hedwig spread her wings, and flew off in the apparent direction of Hermione's house, before turning to my room, and seeing everything in the floor, I opened my trunk, and cast a wandless spell that I taught myself, sending all of my clothes into the trunk, before packing up other things the spell wouldn't work for, like my broom, my ink, quill pens, and scrolls, the photo album of my parents, the basilisk fang I snagged from the Chamber of Secrets before the school year ended, and my custom wand, Diamond, Angel Wing Feather, and Crushed Obsidian, 12 ½ inches, sturdy. I had gotten it made in Knockturn Alley, as the wand Ollivander sold me didn't feel right, and I heard that Knockturn Alley wands don't have the trace on them. Snapping my trunk closed, I tapped it three times, watching it shrink, before putting it in my pocket. Once that was finished, I headed downstairs, just in time to hear Dudley whining.

"But Dad, I don't WANT to go. All of my friends are here." Dudley whined, before Uncle Vernon pulled him down, and whispered something in his ear, which made Dudley smirk, before trudging upstairs, grabbing a luggage bag, and heading outside and putting it in the trunk of Vernon's car. A few minutes later, and everything was packed in the car, with me sitting on the luggage, and Dudley, Aunt Petunia, and Uncle Vernon all sitting in the seats smirking as they watched me squirm around, hitting my head every time we hit a bump. We pulled into the airport parking lot, where I had to unload luggage and put it on a trolley. After going through security, Uncle Vernon quickly showed the attendant the four first class tickets, before we boarded the plane. One eight hour flight later, and we got off the plane. I got a trolley while Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley waited for the luggage. When I came back, all of their stuff was right at their feet. I sighed, knowing that I would have to put everything on the trolley, or as they call them here in America, carts. I started off with the biggest ones, barely able to lift them, knowing that my so called family were laughing at me. Once I put everything on the cart, we headed to the rental car Grunnings had also provided.

We made it to Beach City by seven o'clock, which was a small town in between New Smyrna Beach and Palm Bay. We started driving around, looking for something to eat, when Dudley pointed out a donut shop called the Big Donut. Vernon shoved some of the dollars he exchanged with pounds into my hand, and told me to get some donuts for Dudley. Climbing out of the van, I was about to go inside when I heard tires squealing. Turning around, I saw Vernon peeling out of there as fast as he could make the car go. Knowing something like this might happen, I was extremely glad that I had gotten the special trunk at Diagon Alley the first time I was there, and that I put it in my pocket. Hearing my stomach grumble, I turned around and headed inside.

End Chapter

Author's Note: So yes, this is the updated version of this chapter, which I hope you guys will like. I also have a schedule for my stories now. Isabelle's adventure will be worked on on Mondays and Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday are for Harry Potter and the Pokémon Adventure: Kalos, and Friday and Saturday are for this story. All chapters, if completed by then, will be posted on Sunday, and when I get finished with one story, I will start using the update days for a different story of mine. But also expect for this schedule to be disrupted since school is in session. And the only reason this was posted is because I snuck onto my mother's computer. But, either way, enjoy. Also, my friends and I made a cosplay group on youtube over the summer, so check us out please. We're called Fandom Convergence!

Until the Next Chapter,

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