AN: I already wrote this story, but then quit, so I picked it up again, changed somethings, and added some. Hopefully everyone likes it!

Disclaimer: I own very few things in this world, Harry Potter is not one of them. So don't sue me...I can't afford it.

P.S. Thanks to witchychik42, who helped with a really bad typo...

The stars were small, bright, and plentiful on the cool August night that Lucy sat out on her roof, wearing only a night gown and her bright pink slippers. The fireflies were out, sprinkling the town with light. Lucy was cold, but didn't want to back inside. It was magical out here, and she knew this could be one of the last times she was ever able so see it. Tomorrow morning she was to leave her house that she had lived in for eleven years and get on a plane and go all the way over to England. In England she was to attend a boarding school. She thought back to when she found out about her new school.

Flashback

"Lucy, come downstairs honey, your father and I have something to tell you" Jackie Smith yelled at her oldest daughter.

"Coming!" Lucy yelled back and put down the book she had been reading. She raced down the stairs, thinking that her parents had a wonderful surprise in store for her. When she made it to the living room her mother and father sat on a couch, and an elderly man sat in the armchair next to them. He had a long white beard, and hair to match, and half moon glasses. He was wearing the strangest outfit, which consisted of a tall pointed hat, and big dress thing.

"Hello…" Lucy said, starting to get a little weirded out.

"Hello, I'm Albus Dumbledore." The strange man said.

"Honey Professor Dumbledore came here to offer you a spot at his school." Her mother explained.

"Really" Lucy said as she sat down in the rocking chair across from the Professor "Well, what is your school like? Where is it? When would I start?" she asked, now full of questions.

"Honey, there is something we need to tell you before we tell you anything else." David Smith said.

"You're adopted. We meant to tell you years ago, but the time never came up." Mrs. Smith explained. Lucy wasn't completely surprised. She didn't look like anyone in her family, with her shoulder length auburn-red hair, hazel eyes, and not being able to see farther than her hand held out in front of her, while the rest of her family had blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfect eye sight. She was still upset though.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Lucy said trying not to sound sad.

"The right time never came." Her mother said.

"Your biological parents were very good people Lucy, they gave you up when you were two days old, so you could be safe. They entrusted your safety with me. They were from England, and you have an older brother." The Dumbledore person explained, as if reading her mind.

"What's his name? What's he like? How old is he? What happened to my parents? Why wasn't I safe?"

"There is one more thing your parents haven't told you. You are a witch."

"Hmm…and what hospital are you visiting from Professor?" Lucy asked trying not to laugh.

"He isn't insane, he is telling you the truth. You, Lucy Smith, are a witch." Her dad said while looking at the floor.

"Right. And if I were a witch why didn't anyone tell me before now? And how can you prove that." Lucy asked, starting to feel a little panicked.

"Lucy, have strange things happened when you get scared, or angry?" The professor asked. Lucy thought back through her life. There were lots of times weird things happened. She started to feel frightened. Then out of no where, as if to prove the adults point, the family picture frame exploded.

"Oh my gosh…I'm a witch…" Lucy whispered as her mother went to get a broom, and her father started picking glass up off of the floor.

"I could get that for you…" Dumbledore told her parents.

"Oh no, don't worry. This happens a lot. We have extras…" Mrs. Smith said pulling another frame out of the hall closet. By then Lucy was having problems breathing. Dumbledore saw this, and decided he should finish is story.

"Your real parents and brother also had magic, and when you were born there was an evil wizard on the loose, killing all of those who apposed him, and your parents wanted you to be safe. They gave you to me and told me to find you a nice family until it was safe. Four months later your parents were murdered by Lord Voldemort, the evil wizard I was telling you about. I do not think it is safe, but I do think that it is time for you to come back to the wizarding world. Your brother is exactly one year older than you. You were both born on July 31st.

"We would like you to come to Hogwarts, to learn how to use your magic."

"Wait? Has this got anything to do with Jerrold Walsh breaking out in purple boils? Because I told you that wasn't my fault!" Lucy asked looking alarmed. Maybe she could find away for this not to be true… "And why know? I mean, don't you start school at the beginning of August?'

"We decided now because your powers are getting to strong for you to control, and if you came to Hogwarts we could show you how to use them. And Hogwarts begins on the first day of September" Dumbledore explained. "I will come back tomorrow, and see what your answer is." And with that he stood up and walked out of the house.

End Of Flashback

Lucy decided to see what the school was like, but she was sure she would come back home two days after she got there. The only reason she was really going, was to meet her brother. As she sat on her roof she thought about what her, and her real parents were like. She was sad that they had died, but she was glad she got to meet her brother. Earlier that day she finished packing an old trunk with her clothes, and her numerous books. She had another suitcase full of personal stuff, such as shower things, and her hair stuff, and make-up (for later her mother said with a wink.) She also had a back pack full a sweets, incase her new school didn't have let you have candy and pop.

The girl finally decided to go to bed, because her new headmaster would be at there house at eight o'clock to pick her up. He said that she didn't need any money, her real parents left her enough to get her by until she was seventeen. That is when you are of legal age in the wizarding world apparently.

The next morning Dumbledore was there right on time. He came into the house with a small pot filled with what looked like ash.

"Ok Lucy, we are going to by floo powder. You just throw this stuff into the fire, and say the place you want to go. Today we are going to Diagon Ally. You may go first. You just throw this power in the fireplace, and step in. You bring your suitcase, and backpack, and I will take your trunk. When you step in the fire say Diagon Ally, very clearly, and close your eyes, then when you stop step out of the fire place and wait for me." Dumbledore explained. Lucy quickly hugged her parents and little sister Anne. She tried her hardest not to cry. Then she took a handful of the ash, and threw it into the fire. The girl took her bag and suitcase and stepped into the fire, trying not to flinch and praying Dumbledore wasn't messing with her, and this wasn't a big practical joke. When she realized she was fine she involuntarily yelled "DIAGON ALLY" With one last look at her family she was sent spinning around very quickly. She suddenly felt sick, so she closed her eyes. Then just as fast as it started it stopped, she opened her eyes and looked around. She was in what looked like a bar. Then she jumped out of the fire place swiftly, realizing that if she didn't Dumbledore would land on her. Seconds later he showed up. Lucy was amazed at this new way of traveling.

"Well dear, let's go get your money. You can just leave that stuff here. Tom will take care of it" Dumbledore said as he signaled a bald, toothless man over. Tom took her stuff, and her and Dumbledore took off.

"Sir, where are we going?" Lucy asked as her and Dumbledore went out a door and came face to face with a brick wall. Dumbledore took out a wand and tapped a few bricks and the wall opened. Lucy tried not to look surprised, but her eyes betrayed her.

"We are going to Gringotts, a bank, to get you some money." The old man explained. "Lily, and James, your biological parents, left you a great deal of it." Dumbledore explained with a twinkle in his eye. Lucy was about to ask something else, but she was way too surprised by all the different sites around her. She was in a market, with all different kinds of shops. There were regular shops, like and ice cream parlor, a book store, and what looked like a clothes shop. But there were also amazingly different shops. Some held animals, and some held things she couldn't even describe. Then Dumbledore stopped, and Lucy ran into to him and fell over. She had been so busy staring at the places around her, she didn't watch where she was going.

"I am so sorry!" she gasped, getting her self up off the ground.

"Not a problem, I have often done such things, while in deep thought" Dumbledore chuckled. It turns out he had stopped because they had reached their destination. It was a large white marble building.

"This is Gringotts, the wizarding bank!" Dumbledore said, adding more splendors to the beautiful building. Lucy just nodded in awe. She followed her teacher inside. He talked to one of the people behind the counter, but Lucy wasn't really listening, she was to busy looking at the person. It wasn't a person at all. It was shorter, meaner looking. Kind of like the ghouls in her story books from when she was younger. She was still staring when Dumbledore nudged her.

"They're goblins. Follow me. We have to go to your vault." He said, hiding his smile. The girl followed, still staring. She was lead to a cart, and Dumbledore and the goblin both hopped in. She figured she was meant to do the same, and did. As she looked around the cart started to sputter and took off at an amazingly fast speed. The professor sat with his hand poking over the side, waving it up and down in the wind. Lucy giggled. The goblin just glared. Lucy realized that they must be miles under ground.

They reached a large door, and the goblin took out the key and let them in. Lucy followed Dumbledore in and he took out money bags. He started filling them with coins that were all different sizes. Picking up a huge coin Dumbledore told her it was called a galleon. Then picking up a smaller coin he told her it was called a knut, then picking up the smallest of all the coins he said it was called a sickle. Then they climbed back into the cart and sped back to the top and Lucy followed her teacher back out into the sunny ally. He walked her back to the bar they stopped at.

"Lucy, I would love to help you with the rest, but I can't, but someone will be here to help soon." Dumbledore said. "In the mean time your room number is nine."

"Sir, thank you so much, but when will I get to meet my brother?" Lucy asked.

"All in good time. First we must get you ready for school. The woman who is going to help you with your shopping is named Gwyneth Martins. She was a dear friend of your mother. She will help you shop and then in the morning she will take you to the train station. Right now I have to get back to the school. I give you a warning though Ms. Smith, these are dangerous times in the wizarding world and that includes Hogwarts. Beware, and do not stray far from your escort!" Dumbledore finished and then with a pop he was gone. Lucy stood dazed for a second, and then she felt a tap on her shoulder.

The girl was startled and jumped into the air. When she turned around she saw a woman, in her late twenties or early thirties with shoulder length brown hair, gray eyes, who was about five feet seven inches tall.

"You're Lucy aren't you?" The woman said looking sadly at the girl.

"Um…yeah. Are you Mrs. Martins?" Lucy said, recovering herself.

"Just Gwen please. I'm sorry for staring but you look so much like your parents. At first just Lily but then, after looking a little I see your fathers nose and chin."

"Thanks, I have never heard that before." Lucy said a little dazed.

"I assume not, you have been living with the Smiths for eleven years. So are you ready to go shopping. I think we have a lot to buy if I remember my school days." Gwen said with a smile. With that the two ladies walked off and started shopping. First they went to the robe shop to get Lucy her school uniform. After that they went to the book store. Lucy ended up buying a few more books than she needed. Next they went to the apothecary to get potion things.

"This place is nuts…" Lucy muttered.

"What?" Gwen said, sounding slightly appalled.

"Oh! No, not crazy, you all are freaks nuts. No I mean this is all really…crazy this is happening."

"Oh…yes well I guess it is for you. Do you need anything else?" Gwen asked.

"It says I can bring a pet. Can we go to the pet shop?" Lucy inquired, never having a pet of her very own.

"Yes the pet shop is just down there, let's go. We should hurry its getting dark." The older woman had a look of worry on her face as she said it. Lucy shook it off, thinking it was just a grown up thing. She skipped to the pet shop thinking of what kind of pet she would want.

The girl was amazed by all the different kinds of animals in the shop. She supposed there would be puppies and kittens, and fish, but when she walked in she was shocked by the owls, rats, turtles, frogs, and cats. They came in all different colors. Not just ordinary colors like brown, black, and calico, but also purple, green, and blue. Gwen came in and was drawn to a particular orange cat, sitting in the window ledge. The cats face was squashed, it has a huge tail, and was bright orange.

"How about this one Lucy?" Gwen asked, picking up the mangy thing.

"No thanks. I'm not into cats." Lucy lied. It wasn't that she didn't like cats. It was just that cat was rather mean, and ugly looking.

"Ok. Neither was you father. Come look at these rats. They are really useful in classes when you're transfiguring things, or you know passing the occasional note…"

"Are you serious? You passed notes with rats? Wows…wish I would have thought of that. But wouldn't the teachers notice a rat running across the classroom? I mean in America all the teachers would flip out."

"Hogwarts is very different from muggle schools. Did no one tell you it was a castle? So rats are not that uncommon in most of the classrooms. Of course you should consider an owl too. They are very handy for sending messages." Gwen explained as Lucy admired a rat that changed colors. The sign said chameleon rat. Then Lucy ran to the other side of the room which held a wall full of owls. They were all beautiful.

"Oh, now you have me all confused. I want an owl, and a rat. Maybe I will just get an owl, and next time I will get the rat." Lucy said, trying to hide her disappointment.

"Or, you know, I could buy the rat…think of it as a late birthday gift. I know you turned eleven at the end of July." Gwen's eyes twinkled as Lucy shrieked. She ended up getting a chameleon rat, and an owl that was as big as a grown person's hand, and had gray, yellow feathers. Its eyes were yellow green, and had a dreamy look to them. The sign said it was a Puerto Rican Screech Owl.

"Well dear I think it is time to get you some supper and then off to bed. Its already eight thirty. And you have to be up early tomorrow." With that the two women headed back to the bar. When they entered through the back ally again Lucy realized she was full of questions.

"What's this bar called anyway? I keep hearing the word muggleཀ What's that? How old were my parents when they died? What were their jobs? What's my brother like? Have you met him? Will he be on the train tomorrow-"

"Hold on child! Lets get some food, and I will explain everything!" Gwen chuckled. They found a table in the bar, which was amazing because it was packed. As she finished ordering Lucy heard arguing and saw a door open on the other side of the room. In it she saw a big crowd of red headed people and girl with a lot of brown hair. Then she saw something strange. There was a boy with jet black hair. Lucy felt a shiver run down her back, and had déjà vu.

"LUCY? HELLO!" Gwen yelled as the girl was brought back to reality.

"Yeah, sorry what was your question?"

"I was asking what your first question was."

"Oh, yeah…um… what's this bar called?"

"Bar? Oh pub you mean. It's called the Leaky Caldron. Next."

"What does the word 'muggle' mean?"

"A non-magical person, like your adopted mother. Next."

"What were my parent's jobs?"

"Your mother was applied to work as the charms teacher at Hogwarts that year, and your father was training to be an Auror. That is like a muggle police man kind of….any more questions?" Gwen asked looking a little tired. Lucy decided that she would end there. There food came then, and they ate in silence. About half way through the people in the room came out and started heading the stairs. Lucy groaned as she saw three of the red headed boys fighting, two of them you could tell were twins, and the third looked to be a couple of years older than them. She really hoped that they weren't anywhere close to her room. Then at the end of the line were three young people, talking with their heads close together. Gwen saw what she was looking and quickly moved to cover her view.

"Lucy, there is something Dumbledore wanted me to tell you. Your brother doesn't know about you. Dumbledore doesn't plan on telling him. You see there is something about your brother that you need to know…" Gwen began to tell Lucy about the night her parents were murdered. At the end of her story silent tears rolled down Lucy's face as she realized that her and her brother would not know each other as sister and brother for a very long time. "I think its time for bed dear. Make sure to pack all of this in your trunk tonight. If everything doesn't fit, I'll help you in the morning."

Then, as if by magic (which it probably was) Tom, the bald, toothless man came. He showed Lucy up to her room, as Gwen promised she would be back in the morning around nine thirty to help. To Lucy's disappointment she was shown to a room right across for a room with the twin boys. She knew this because she saw one of them walking out as she walked into her room. He winked and walked down the hallway. When the girl entered the room all her shopping things were in there including her rat and owl, both in separate cages. Her suitcase, trunk, and backpack were all lying nicely on her bed.

After a bit of rearranging she managed to fit all of her clothes in her suit case, all her school things in her trunk, and all her candy in the backpack. Then she realized that she had four more books, a hair brush, and a number of odds and ends, that would just not fit. Lucy looked at her watch and saw it was ten thirty. She decided she would go to bed. When she went to set the alarm clock she realized there wasn't one. Then when she saw there was no phone she decided to go down to ask Tom if he would come knock on her door at eight.

As she walked into the hall way she ran into one of the twins. This was the other one, she didn't know how she knew, but she just did.

"Hi! I'm Fred!" He said as he caught her.

"Um… hi, I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you."

"You too. So are you going to Hogwarts?"

"Yes, this is my first year. How about you?"

"My fourth-"

"FRED!" Some yelled.

"Well, I have to go, but maybe I will see you on the train." Fred said as he ran off.

Lucy finished her mission, and when she went to her room she collapsed from exhaustion. She dreamt of the black hair boy, a house blowing up, and a motorcycle. It was by far one of the weirdest dreams she had ever had.

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AN: Read and Review. I already have the next two chapters wrote, so when some one reviews I'll update!