A/N: This is a really weird Harry Potter fanfic… I came up with it when I was going to sleep one day…. It about this girl who… well read it and find out! Oh yeah and please R/R.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter! If I were J.K. Rowling don't you think I would've published this already…. Sheesh…

The Innate Magic

(New York City, 1996)

"Hey, Lauren wait up!" Lauren turned around to see a tall guy with brown hair and blue eyes, waving at her from across the street. She waited till he caught up and continued on her way. After walking a couple minutes in silence he finally spoke.

"So, what did you want to tell me?

"I'll tell you when we get to my house, this is way too public Chris."

"Oh, I get it, you want to confess your undying love for me, right? Oh well its okay I already know." He replied teasing her.

"Well, I know this is gonna break your heart but, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. You know those visions I've been getting since I was little? It used to be all types of little things, but last week I had a seriously freaky one." Lauren said, and quickly scanning the area for eavesdroppers.

"Wait let me guess, you found out that those visions you're having connects you to Barney and Big Bird right? Don't worry I'd be freaked too if that happened." Chris replied smirking.

"Chris, get serious, please, I'm not kidding around."

"So tell me is Barney's mind as scary as I thought it would be." Lauren rolled her eyes and slapped Chris playfully on the shoulder. She stopped in front of a huge white house, and quickly walked in with Chris not far behind. Lauren opened the door and went inside gesturing Chris to come in after her. She quickly shut the door and bolted it. Then she pulled down all the shades in the living room.

"Now we don't have anybody to watch us, or bother us." Said Lauren, still looking scared and jumping at every tiny movement. She sat herself on the floor and gestured Chris to do the same.

"Wow, what's with all the secrecy? What do you have to tell me that's so urgent and important Lauren? This isn't like you; you don't usually sneak around as if someone's following you. You've also been looking pale this past week and you have these dark circles under your eyes, what's wrong?" Chris asked looking a little worried.

"First, you have to promise me whatever I show or tell you doesn't leave this room." Lauren replied still looking unsure of herself.

"I promise, and if I do tell anyone, I give you permission to torture me until I die." Chris said, so solemnly, it looked rather impossible for a loud, funny, and sarcastic person like himself. After, looking straight at him for a few seconds, Lauren began telling him in a raspy voice about all that she discovered in the past week.

***Flashback to a week before***

"Lauren time for bed honey!" her mom yelled for her to get into bed from downstairs; her mom was always telling her to go to bed early, telling her she needed her beauty sleep. Not that she really needed it. Her friends considered Lauren an extremely pretty girl with her long black hair, stunning violet eyes, with a slim and tall figure. Lauren rolled her eyes, but answered anyway.

"I know mom, hold on I'll go to sleep in a couple of minutes." She hollered back down the stairs so her mom would hear her. After a couple of minutes her mom's head poked into the room.

"Get into bed honey. You got a long day ahead of you tomorrow with that science presentation."

"Oh, fine." Said Lauren as she climbed into bed grumbling.

"Love you honey, sweet dreams." Replied Lauren's mom as she turned off the lights and closed the door, leaving Lauren alone in the dark pondering her thoughts. Within minutes, Lauren was fast asleep.

***Dream Sequence***

Suddenly Lauren was dreaming about; a small comfortable room with a messy black-haired man with glasses, and a woman with red hair rocking a cradle that held a baby. The baby looked exactly liked a clone of the man, except for his eyes; they were green instead of the man's brown eyes. Looking closely Lauren saw that the little baby had his mothers' eyes. A deep enriching emerald green. The whole family looked so happy.

Then suddenly fear and panic filled the eyes of the two adults, and the baby started crying. The man jumped up and took out a long thin piece of wood or that's what it seemed like. He said to the woman with red hair,

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off—" Lily or what the man had called her replied,

"No, James we'll fight him together. I refuse to run, he has killed enough of the people I love!"

Then Lauren saw everything in slow motion. She heard the sounds of the door bursting open as if it was being ripped off the hinges a high evil cackle of laughter. Then saw a robed figure all in black with a hood over his head enter the house.

She saw James and Lily defend themselves with wooden sticks shouting weird words at the robed figure. Beams of light shot out at him, but the figure just made the beams disappear with a wave of him hand. Once again, the figure in black laughed, a bone-chilling laugh, then he said,

"Why don't you just surrender? You can't possibly win against me!" he said in an arrogant, full of himself voice.

"We will never surrender to you Voldemort! You bastard, you killed all of our relatives, friends, and people we cared about! You're sure as hell aren't going to kill what's left of my family." James replied as he stood tall and proud against the person whom he called Voldemort, with his wife Lily standing right next to him just as tall and proud as he was.

"Potter, I've offered you to join my side, but you refused, and now you have to pay the price. No one says 'no' to Lord Voldemort. You're going to watch as I kill what remains of your family. They will die in front of you one by one." James Potter ran forward to shield his family. That's when Voldemort uttered the terrifying words.

"Avada Kedavra." A burst of green light emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wooden stick. He crumpled to the floor, his eyes wide in horror. Lily cried out and ran to him, with tears streaming down her face. Then Voldemort turned to his wife, whom he called Lily.

"What a pretty little mudblood, shame Potter had to dirty his blood by mixing it with yours." At this Lauren was astound. What the hell were they saying! 'Mudblood', what the hell did that mean.?!?

"Why don't I kill your precious little baby first." At this he began advancing on the baby in the cradle, and Lily ran from her dead husband's side to shield the baby in the cradle from Voldemort.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" Lily cried as she threw herself before Voldemort.

"Stand aside, you silly girl…stand aside, now…" Voldemort replied getting impatient.

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead—" Lauren felt tears come to her eyes when she saw this poor woman, pleading for her child's life, unable to do anything.

"Not Harry! Please… have mercy… have mercy…" she continued pleading. Then all of a sudden the guy named Voldemort raised his wooden stick and said the words,

"Avada Kedavra." A burst of green light came from his wooden stick and hit Lily. She fell to the floor dead, with a glassy look in her eyes. Lauren felt like crying. She knew that Lily was dead. There were tears streaming down Lauren's face, as she knew that he was going to kill the baby too, and there was nothing she could do to prevent it. At last he reached the cradle and held up his wand and said the words.

"Avada Kedavra."

***End Dream sequence***

Lauren woke up panting and dripping in cold sweat. Lauren turned on the light unable to sleep, with her head bursting with questions. She kept on wondering, 'Whose murder did I see? How come Voldemort was able to kill them with a wand (or so he called it)? What year did this happen? Did this really happen at all?

Finally Lauren fell asleep again just before dawn. All too soon she was woken up by the sound of her alarm clock at 7 o'clock in the morning. Lauren threw back the covers and got up shivering in the chilly November weather. She quickly got dressed in flare jeans, a gap T-shirt, and a sweater. She quickly combed her hair and tied it into a messy bun at the back of her head, and went down for breakfast.

"Hi honey, sleep well?" asked her dad who was reading the newspaper and drinking coffee.

"Yeah, I slept okay I guess." Lauren lied, not wanting to worry her parents about what she saw.

"Here honey have some toast." Her mother said carrying a plate of toast from the kitchen and setting it on the kitchen table.

"No, thanks, you know I don't like to eat in the mornings. I'll just go grab a Frappuccino with Chris on the way to school." Lauren relied putting all her schoolbooks in her book bag.

"Okay honey just don't starve yourself, it's not good for your body." Her mother warned.

"Don't worry mom, I'll be fine. Okay bye, I'll see you tonight!" Lauren relied as she slung her book bag over her shoulder and walked out the door to the corner where she met Chris everyday. Chris was already waiting for her.

"Hey Lauren, sup? Said Chris in his everyday easygoing manner.

"Not that well. I got another vision last night." Said Lauren casually, as if nothing serious has happened.

"Wuddya see?" asked Chris curiously.

"I'd rather not talk about it." Said Lauren with an edgy voice. Chris saw that she didn't want to discuss it dropped the subject and said,

"Okay, but if you need to talk I'm here for you. Come on lets go we're gonna to be late for school." Chris reminded her, and they started walking to the subway station.

"Since when do you care about school?" Lauren replied jokingly.

"Uh… lemme see, since we're having that fighting contest at school." He replied.

"So, Chris what two categories are you signing up for?"

"Definitely Karate and Judo. You?"

"Karate and Kickboxing. We're gonna kick ass, I mean we've been training since we were kids." Said Lauren full of enthusiasm, the topic of her visions forgotten.

"Yeah, I love to see the look on Kathleen's face when see she's that I won." said Chris with a dreamy look on his face.

"Yeah, well Romeo if you don't wake up we're gonna miss the E train." Replied Lauren snickering, and at the same time dragging Chris onto an already crowded train.

"So, Lauren you're friends with Kathleen, hook us up?" begged Chris, giving her the best puppy dog look that he could. Lauren just rolled her eyes and said,

"Out of all the girls that go to Stuy (short for Stuyvesant), you just had to go after one of my best friends?"

"But Lauren you're friends with everybody if you haven't noticed already Miss Popular." Said Chris whining. Again Lauren rolled her eyes, she's known Chris since the second grade, and he was her best friend, but some things never change. He was christened Mr. Heartbreaker in their school.

"No Chris, you are not breaking my best friend's heart."

"But I thought I was your best friend." Said Chris pretending to look shocked.

"Well Romeo, think again." Said Lauren as she stepped off the train with Chris right behind her.

"Fine then, I'll ask her out myself." Replied Chris.

"Okay fine with me. Let's go into Starbucks, I gotta get a Frap (Frappuccino) before class." Said Lauren quickly walking onto the coffee shop. She was totally addicted to caffeine and a morning without any, well wasn't a morning.

"Yeah, I gotta get a mocha anyway. So Lorlor, help me with my Homework?" Said Chris giving her puppy dog look again.

"First, I hate it when you call me Lorlor, and also it's your fault you didn't do your homework." replied Lauren as she sat down at the table that Chris had grabbed, while she ordered the Frap and Mocha.

"Ah, the harsh love I get, it's a wonder I put up with it." Said Chris, who signed dramatically as this was being said.

"Oh god, here we go again." Replied Lauren clearly annoyed.

"Shut it, I'm doing my Homework." Said Chris who piled all of his work on the table and started writing vigorously.

Lauren just sat there quietly sipping her coffee contemplating what her dream meant last night. Then all of a sudden, somebody bumped into her causing her coffee to spill or so she thought. Lauren expected her sweater to be stained with coffee, except the coffee had frozen in midair. It looked suspended in time.

"What the fuck." Whispered Lauren softly staring at it. It was held there for a minute or so, then all of a sudden the coffee spilled right on top of her.

A/N: What could that mean? Does Lauren have special powers? Is she a witch? How come she can see Harry's parents dying? Will she tell Chris? Hehe… I'm so mean… a cliffhanger… well anyway please R/R or I might not continue.