Chapter 1:
Acacia Pov:
I can't think straight. I have been wandering through these wretched woods for days, trying to find him. Trying to find my older brother. I have only a small amount of water remaining. I have to get there. I have to get to him. We have been apart for far too long. I doubt that he even knows that I exist. I myself have never actually met him. I mean he is two years older than my, and the night after I was born, was the night that our parents were murdered by Voldemort. I know I must be close. I can feel it in my blood. I am stumbling closer and closer to a great source of magic. It must be Hogwarts. It has to be. If it isn't then I will die, with my mission to be reunited with my brother will have failed. I will have fail, and that just isn't an option. Slowly a massive lake comes into view and at the center of that lake is the largest and most beautiful castle that I had ever seen in my life. 'I made it', I thought to myself. "At last, I finally get to meet my brother." I croaked out. My throat dry. I hadn't wanted to use up the last of my water, unless absolutely necessary. I probably should have drunk it, Because now I see the world fade to black, and feel myself falling to the ground.
Harry Pov:
"Harry, you're running out of time to figure out the clue!" Hermione told him for the millionth time that day. We were walking in the courtyard, wearing our hats and scarves. "It's not my fault that the clue is a golden egg, that screams bloody murder!" I really was getting tired of Hermione yelling at me, but as much as I hated it she was right. I knew she was, and so did Ron. "Well-," "S'cuse me, c'mon through!" We heard Hagrid yelling at the other students. "What's Hagrid doing-," The three of us turned around to face Hagrid, but noticed that he was carrying a young girl who appeared to be a few years younger than themselves. Perhaps a first year? But something was wrong. The girl was unconscious, and looked as though she hadn't eaten in weeks. The skin on her face was pulled taughnt over sharp cheekbones, and her skin had a sickly grayish tint to it, as if she were dead. She also appeared to be wearing muggle clothes. From the looks of the girl, her being dead was a very likely possibility, but I didn't want to think about that. Hagrid rushed passed, into the building, and started running towards Madame Pomfrey's office. "C'mon!" I yelled at Ron and Hermione as I started to follow after Hagrid. For some reason, even though I had never seen the girl before, I had the strangest instinct to protect her, and I was angry that the girl was in this state. I wonder why. I look behind me and look to see that my two best friends were also running at a breakneck speed. On our way to Madame Pomfrey's office, we bumped into various people, but didn't have the breath to apologize, as we hurried off after Hagrid and the mysterious girl.