Readers:
I'm bringing this story back. I'm still going to edit it a little more. I just wanted to test it because I'm an aol user and had to change the email account that for some reason has decided to quit mailing me my alerted stories.

Chapter 1

***Dream****

"Don't speak anymore. You need your rest." A man said tenderly.

"Oh, I'll be okay for talking. But can you promise me something?" The girl replied.

"Anything." He replied without a second thought.

"Will you take care of my little sister for me?" The girl requested with tears in her eyes.

"Girl! Wake up and make us breakfast!"

***End of Dream***

Harri jolted up from the dream from hearing her uncle's thunderous voice.

'He could wake the dead if he wanted to.' She thought bitterly.

Harri Potter was the girl's name. She was not an ordinary person. She was a witch. Even by their standards, she could still be considered as abnormal. Why do you ask? Well, she's the girl who lived, the savior, or even her favorite, the chosen one. However you wished to call her, was your choice, but she ultimately preferred Harri. When she was only one year old, a mere baby, a mad wizard considered her the possible threat of his ultimate demise. So as a result her parents were killed. She'd lost contact with their friend Remus Lupin, until her third year, of course, Sirius. Her godfather Sirius Black also ended up in a prison named Azkaban for a crime that he hadn't even committed. She would blame the Ministry of Magic for being so corrupt to not even give him a fair trial. Forget about the trial, he hadn't even gotten one at all. She would definitely blame Minister Fudge for that, however. She ended up in a tournament that resulted in the death of a Hufflepuff named Cedric Diggory. Then last year happened. Her fifth year happened, Sirius' mentally crazed cousin Bellatix Lestrange killed her precious godfather. It was all because she couldn't learn Occlumency. Or rather, She didn't really take the time, because of Snape's harsh methods of trying to teach her Occlumency.

What really confused her, was a reoccurring dream that she's been having every night for the past month. Despite her confusion, she had to confess that she was grateful that she hasn't had any horrific dreams about Voldemort for the past month. She thought that it was a miracle. However, when she dreamed, she couldn't see any of the faces clearly. When she dreamed, she only ever saw outlines of images and their voices. She could only hear the voices of a man and a woman. The man sounded deeply troubled and concerned for the girl. The girl sounded weak with sickness when she talked to him.

"GIRL!" Vernon shouted.

"Coming Uncle Vernon." Harri replied

Now was not the time to think about a dream like that. First off, she had to find a way to defeat Voldemort or else the whole human race of, muggles and wizards, would be in danger of extinction. However until that day came she had to prepare as much as possible and the first step was surviving a summer with the Dursley family. Harri went down stairs to answer her uncle's call. She felt like a living version of Cinderella, except in her story, she hasn't met her prince like the fairy tale one. She made her way downstairs and made their usual eggs, bacon, sausage and so much more.

'Vernon and Dudley eat like pigs. It's disgusting. Aunt Petunia looks like she barely eats anything at all.' Harri thought with disgust.

"Girl I want you to complete this list of chores before I get home. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." Harri replied monotonously.

After she heard the door slam shut and the car engine start, she looked over her list of chores and groaned miserably. The amount on this list was short, but what it contained, was going to take her all day to complete. She won't have time for fun, for herself or work on any of her summer homework for Hogwarts. 'Snapes going to kill me' . The list consisted of the following items.

Clean the Kitchen.

Clean the Bathrooms.

Clean the Garage.

Clean Dudley's room. Harri sneered at this. The giant whale was too lazy to lift a finger. Both of them were, literally.

Go to the store and buy tonight's dinner.

Harri sighed and decided that she'd better get to work, if she wanted to finish before the Dursleys got home. Harri was right. It had taken all day for her to finish the list. The worst one was Dudley's bedroom. It was so messy that she could not see even an ounce of the blue carpet that had once been there before. However, because she was forced to clean it, it was now spotless. It would not surprise her, if tomorrow morning it ended up in the same state as before.

"Okay. Time to go to the store, then." She muttered to herself.

Harri left to go to the store after grabbing the money from the counter that her uncle left. On her way to the store she did not see or hear any of the wizards checking up on her. That was odd for her. Nowadays it felt like the Order of the Phoenix would not leave her alone, but today was strange. Today she hadn't seen anybody all day. While at the store, she bought a roast, potatoes, and vegetables to make in a stew.

When Harri was on her way home she felt very odd. She had the instinctive feeling that someone was following her, but she couldn't tell for sure. Her follower didn't feel like a threat, no. It made her feel quite comfortable, actually. She wondered what it could be. 'Hum, probably just an animal.' She thought absentmindedly. Deciding to think on this later, Harri arrived home just in time to start dinner for the Dursley's. She never had the chance to try her own cooking before because there was never enough for her. There wasn't even enough food to satisfy a mouse. About an hour later dinner was ready and it just so happened that so were the Dursley's. They always conveniently arrive wherever there was food.

Harri watched in disgust as the two over grown whale like creatures dug into their dinner like a pig getting fed his slop.

'Ugh. I think I just barfed in my mouth.' She thought with a screwed up face. Her face relaxed as her 'Nope never mind. I'm good.' With a heavy sigh, Harri turned around and headed towards her room to sleep.

"Where are you going girl?" Vernon asked roughly.

"To my room." Harri said roughly, but with finality. She didn't bother to listen if he had said anything else. She didn't think she was in the mood for another fight this summer anyway. She was trying very hard to tolerate her uncle's attitude towards her. Granted it was better, but she could tell that there was a ton of strain and malice behind it.

Harri tiredly dragged her feet to her room. She brushed her teeth so they would be fresh. She stumbled to her Hogwarts trunk to pull out some pajamas that Mrs. Weasley had lovingly made for her. They had a loose fit to them, but at least she wasn't swimming in them like she would be if she still wore Dudley's castoffs.

*****Dream*****

Huff, Huff, Huff…

'I must not let them catch me.' The girl thought to herself.

Earlier she had been walking in town to get some food for her and her younger sister. They lived in the dingy district of Rukungai. The town was not exactly what she would call safe or happy, but what could she do? She did not have the money to help her sister. So she had to do the next best thing to support herself and her little sister.

"Ya little thief, get back here!" Someone shouted at her. She didn't pay much attention to his shout. She just kept on running. She ran as fast as she could and made a sharp turn into an alleyway to lose him, only to find herself facing some other adversaries. Ones that were meaning to cause her a different harm.

"Hoo. Look boys, a little mouse has run into our trap." One said taunting her. The girl backed out slowly, but she couldn't get away the men that she was absolutely sure meant to cause her harm, surrounded her, making it impossible for her to leave. They were all closing in on her and she tried to back away, but she couldn't because of the wall that was already against her back. She felt herself panicking. She'd never experienced this before and she was not much of a fighter, so she wouldn't be able to defend herself.

"What's going on here?" A man asked from behind. The thugs and the girl they were surrounding looked towards the man.

A man who thought himself tough stepped forwards towards the man.

"Why don't you mind your own business? This girl is ours."

"Excuse me?" He said in reply. "What are you implying?"

"I'd like to know that as well. I am not your girl." She said angrily.

"Shut up, bitch." Another thug said holding up a dagger to her throat. The girl winced at feeling the sharp object at her neck.

"Put the knife down." The man said. The thug holding the knife, smirked, but he did not remove the knife's position. The man sighed in annoyance and disappeared momentarily before appearing again right next to her. He effortlessly knocked the men out. He wrapped his arms around her waist and flash stepped out of the alleyway.

***End of Dream***

At the end of Harri's dream, even though her mind was awake, she was also tired so she kept her eyes closed. She had another dream. It was different, but also the same because of the people, however it was also different because she could see the people's images better, but not perfectly. They were blurry images to her.

Harri took a deep breath and let out a deep sigh. Her eyes were barely open and she decided to turn over in her bed. It was only a mere second, but when she turned around she saw something in her room… or rather someone. It was only a second, because when she blinked to make sure that he was actually there the man was gone. She didn't get a clear view of him because of her blurry vision without her glasses. The man had on long black robes and long black hair. Those were the only distinctive features she was able to catch from the person in her room.

'Was there really someone in my room?' She thought groggily to herself. 'Oh well, if someone was really there, they're gone now.'

With another tired sigh she checked her clock. It was two in the morning. She still had a lot more time to sleep. So taking advantage of the opportunity, Harri's head fell against the pillow and she was instantly asleep.

***Soul Society***

In the human world, the Soul Society could be described as heaven, but it was not so for Byakuya Kuchiki. To him, Soul Society was just a bunch of children who wanted a life of constantly having to fight against hollows and boring paper work. Seeing as how he was the captain of the sixth squad of the Gotei 13, he could very well just brush the paper work off to his vice-captain, Abarai, Renji, but it gave him headaches when the fiery redhead complained about him being a lazy captain and how boring desk jobs were.

"Ahh, Taicho, here's the paperwork you wanted done." He said to his ever emotionless captain. He heaved the large stack onto the desk for his captain to look over and so he could get the hell out of there. By far it wasn't disrespect, that was the reason he wanted to leave. No not at all. As his captain he respected the man, but he was always so cold to him. Ever since he lost his wife to illness, his personality completely changed. At first he heard stories that the nobleman was quite a cold person to begin with, but one day apparently he saved a girl from some thugs in Runkungai. He wasn't surprised to here this. That district was not, what you would call a nice place to live, to put it in simple terms. But what surprised him the most was that what the nobleman was actually doing in a place like that. Well, anyway apparently his captain fell in love with the girl he saved and took her and her sister to come live with him. Eventually they married, but it didn't last long.

'How long is he going to dwell on Hisana-san like that?' He felt pity for the man. He never had a someone to lose like that. He imagined that he wouldn't want to ever have that feeling as well.

"All captains are to report to the meeting station. I repeat all captains are to report to the meeting station." The Hell Butterfly said to his captain. Byakuya sighed in dismay. What could Yamamato-soutaicho want now. Going to captains meetings were so troublesome, but he had to go or else someone would go looking for him.

"I'll be going then." He told Renji. "I'm not sure how long it'll be, so if it's dark and I'm still not back, then go over to the Kuchiki manor and look after Rukia for me."

"Hai Taicho." Renji replied back.

And with a flash, he was gone.

Two hours of the meeting had passed. This was by far the longest and most boring meeting he had ever been to. While he wasn't one to say it out loud, because it would be unbecoming of him to do so, he certainly thought it. Captains were giving reports of recent missions they'd been assigned. He pretended to be paying attention. He hadn't been on any recent missions lately so he didn't have anything to say. Nobody had any news about Aizen and the other two Gin and Tousen, who had betrayed the Soul Society when Kurosaki, Ichigo and his friends came to rescue his younger sister Rukia from execution. Kurosaki. He was a strange one. He was quite unrefined and rude. He was a lot like Renji in many respects. They both had a love for fighting. But what was different about Kurosaki was that his reiatsu was completely different. However he had to respect the boy because he saved his younger sister and himself. Back then he always had this rule of abiding by the law or else no one would. Kurosaki fought him against the law like his life depended on it. In a way it did because even though he had physically saved Rukia from execution, he still needed them to completely give up on the idea of it. Finally when all the other captains were done reporting the results of their missions, the head captain had a report to give of his own.

"The research department has informed me that readings of strange reiatsu as been sighted." Yamamoto-taicho informed them.

Everyone one in the conference room was paying attention and on alert now. Even Kenpachi Zaraki was paying attention to the news. Anyone who had a high reiatsu reading was guaranteed to be a worthy challenge for him because he thrived for fighting.

"Where was it located?" The thirteenth squad captain, Ukitake asked.

"They told me it's located somewhere in England." He informed.

Everyone else in the room were in a slight state of shock. The reiatsu sensor picked up reiatsu from the other side of the human world? Mostly when they dealt with this sort of thing it was mainly located in Japan. This person must have extremely high ratings if their sensor was able to locate it.

"Now I would like a captain to go to this location to see who is emitting this large reiatsu and try to find out if they could be a threat to Soul Society." Everyone was tense when they heard this. A recon mission. They all hated doing those types of missions. They all preferred the action, except for the fourth squad captain, Unohana. They were the healing squad. They didn't deal with battles, only the healing.

"I've decided for Sixth Squad Captain Kuchiki to take this mission."

Byakuya mentally sighed. "Very well, Yamamoto-taicho."

"Leave immediately." He said.

"Hai." And with that he flashed stepped out.

***Real World***

Byakuya stepped out of his family gate that lead him into the living world. He made sure that the gate guided him to England to the person who apparently, had such high spiritual pressure. As soon as he left the gate, he felt the huge spiritual pressure near by. This pressure felt almost like Kurosaki's. It seemed to be spilling out like a sink over filling with water. It had no where else to go but out. Byakuya flashed over to where he felt the pressure and was surprised to see what he saw. It was an ordinary girl. She was rather small for her size. She also didn't look very old, but in reality she was sixteen. This girl was very scrawny looking and had black, shoulder length hair. He couldn't see her face because she was walking ahead of him. After finding her, he followed her to where he guessed was her house. During his following he had to hide because it was slightly surprising to see the girl suddenly stop and start looking around. It was almost as if she sensed that he was there. He hid because people with high reiatsu like her could see Shinigami. The only other way someone would be able to see him is if they were close to death or already dead. This kind of reminded him of when Rukia met Kurosaki. She sensed high spiritual pressure, but she didn''t know that it had come from him.

He continued to follow her for the rest of the day. He didn't think that Soul Society had anything to worry about. This girl wasn't a threat. She did do anything wrong. She didn't intentionally pick fights. She didn't even talk to anybody unless someone talked to her first. When he saw the people the girl lived with he sneered at the way they ate. They were very unrefined. He also had to admit that he was displeased as he watched the girl forced to step back and watch. They treated the poor girl like a maid.

One hour later he saw that the girl looked dead on her feet. She was obviously feeling it to because he saw her getting ready for bed. He turned around against the wall he was leaning on all day to give her some privacy. He could at least give her that much, after spying on her all day. After he was sure that the girl was fast asleep, he stepped through her open window and landed with a soft thud. It was so quiet that he didn't wake up the girl he was watching. He leaned back against one of the walls in the girl's room. He still couldn't see the girl's face and he didn't want to risk waking her up by moving the blankets. He could see that she was not having a good dream. He could here heavy breathing from her. She became restless and began turning in her sleep. That's when the blanket fell from her face.

Byakuya's breathing suddenly failed him. This couldn't be. It just couldn't. It couldn't be her. This had to be a mistake. They would have told him, wouldn't they? The girl's breathing shifted and he saw her open her eyes. He saw her blink and he took his chance to flash step away before he or she could say anything more. He quickly summoned his gate back to Soul Society and disappeared through it.

***Soul Society***

Byakuya Kuchiki couldn't breathe. For the first time sense his fight with Ichigo, he couldn't stand up strait and it wasn't even because of a fight. Byakuya hurried inside his manor. He saw Renji with Rukia. He didn't miss the concerned looks they gave him, but he chose to ignore them. He went strait to his room and to the cupboard where he kept his late wife's picture. He hung his captain's cloak on the back of his chair, by his desk. As he looked at the picture he found himself comparing this picture to the girl he'd seen earlier. The resemblance was uncanny. There was no doubt about it. This girl was the reincarnation of Hisana Kuchiki. But what he didn't understand, was why nobody chose to inform him of this detail. Surely, the first captain knew that this would happen.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK...

"Come in." Byakuya muttered.

Renji entered the room. He mentally felt relieved that it was his vice-captain and not Rukia. He didn't know if he'd even be able to talk if it had been her. After Rukia was Hisana's younger sister.

"What's wrong Taicho?" He went strait to the point. If he'd asked. "Are you okay," Renji knew that Byakuya would have lied and said he was fine.

Byakuya sighed and was remained silent for a while. He continued to gaze at the picture, however Renji remained right where he stood.

"Hisana." Byakuya said.

"Hisana? What about her?" Renji asked.

"I think... she's alive."