This is the tale of the fifth marauder.

This is the tale of a forgotten hero, of a forgotten friend.

This is the tale of an amazing person that no one remembers.

This is the tale of Elizabeth Anne Jennings.

July 30th

I live in a world where nobody really knows who I am. I live where my best friends could very well be my worst enemies. I live in a place where everybody has secrets and nobody really knows who anyone is. I wish it didn't have to be this way, I wish that everyone could just get along together and we wouldn't have to go through all these hard times. But at least we have each other to help us through them.

Voldemort struck again last night, two wizarding families that worked for the ministry of magic were killed at their homes. Why would anyone do something like this? It's horrible. Rumor has it that Voldemort was really just as normal as you or me in his day. Rumor has it that he went to Hogwarts and graduated a few years ago. Rumor also has it that the rumors are wrong.

But I'm just confusing myself now. Sweet Dreams.

Lizzy Anne

This girl never knew that she would be forgotten some day, that she would be regarded as a murderer, when in reality, she wasn't. She was as innocent as anybody, but nobody ever cared.

October 24th

Why does life have to be this confusing? I like someone. Enough to think that I may possibly be in love. But he is in love with someone else, and she hates him. How could anyone hate him? He's so perfect…

He asked her to the Halloween ball today. She rejected him. He looked so pitiful just standing there looking at her with sad eyes as she walked away. I walked up to him and put my arms around him. He doesn't think of me that way. To him I'm just another one of the guys. I wish I weren't. But it is better that we're friends… right?

I do hope so. Sweet Dreams.

Lizzy Anne

This girl was a hero, not a killer.

This girl was a friend, not an enemy.

This girl was innocent, but condemned for something that she didn't do.

This girl was Elizabeth Anne Jennings.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

September First, Start of Term

She brushed her blond bangs out of her eyes as she concentrated on the book she was reading. The teachers at Hogwarts had finally wised up some, and required everyone to read Hogwarts, a history. It was really hard to understand. Running her fingers through the rest of her shoulder length hair, she finally tore her blue eyes away from the book in her lap to look up and see a boy about her age, eleven years or so with black hair standing in the doorway.

He stood there simply, dressed in the required black robes, not saying anything, but making wild gestures with his hands. The girl stared at him strangely.

A voice appeared behind him, smooth and suave. It was laughing. "Nice James." The boy standing in the doorway swiveled around, glaring at a figure behind him. The girl craned her neck around, trying to see who it was.

"Well? Aren't you going to invite us in?" A head popped out of the shadows, one whose voice matched the one who had spoke at the beginning. This boy had black hair too, but it wasn't as messy as the first one's.

The girl found her voice. "Um…and why should I do that? I was here first…you weren't."

The boy laughed. "True. Well then I guess I'll have no choice but to invite myself in." He turned around and made a gesture towards something or someone behind him. Two more boys stepped into the train compartment and crowded onto the seats. The first boy stayed by the door, continuing to make wild gestures with his hands, eventually flipping the second boy off.

"Er…what's wrong with him?" The girl finally ventured timidly.

"Silencing charm." The second boy responded cheerfully. "By the way, my name's Sirius, what's yours?"

"Elizabeth." She responded, still gaping slightly. "A silencing charm… that's really advanced…well for a first year at least. You are first years, aren't you?"

"Yep." Sirus said happily, pulling out a pack of candy and started munching on it.

The first boy was still waving his hands and arms about in a crazed manner.

Sirius sighed. He pulled out his wand and performed the counter curse, and the first boy glared at him. Sirius grinned back.

"That's James, by the way. And over there are Remus," A sandy haired boy grinned at her, his amber eyes twinkling, "And Peter." Elizabeth's eyes landed on a small mousy boy with brown hair and brown eyes. He smiled nervously.

Elizabeth nodded slowly. "Right, that's nice. But you're still in my compartment and I didn't invite you in."

Sirius grinned and said, "No, you didn't. But do you really think we care?"

Elizabeth sat, shocked. Then the loudspeakers came on. All students should have changed into their robes by now. We will be at Hogwarts in about three minutes. Thank you.

Elizabeth slumped back in her chair, her body language admitting defeat. On the other side of the compartment, Sirius grinned and winked at her.

Elizabeth stood nervously in line and waited for her turn on the wooden stool.

"Sirius Black…GRYFFINDOR!"

The whole room clapped excitedly.

Elizabeth felt butterflies in her stomach. She was never one for public attention, in fact most times, she really hated it. It always made her want to throw up…but she supposed that it couldn't be helped.

"Elizabeth Jennings!" The headmistress called.

Elizabeth forced herself to walk up the small set of stairs to the wooden stool beside the podium. She sat down carefully, and managed to get a glimpse of Sirius grinning at her, leaning back in his chair.

"Full of mystery and adventure, aren't you?" A tiny voice whispered into her ear.

Elizabeth was startled, jumped and nearly fell off the chair.

The voice chuckled.

"Something will happen to you…and your bravery will help you pull through. Such an amazing amount of bravery… so I guess it's obvious then, you should be in… GRYFFINDOR!" The hat finally shouted to the room.

Elizabeth was helped off of the chair, but she felt dizzy. She swayed slightly and eventually fainted.