I don't own Harry potter in any way shape or form (Unfortunately).

Ok, so just to be clear this is a self-insert and yes I have gone onto pottermore and done all of the tests. So don't complain about which house my character should be in. I personally want to be in hufflepuff. And by the way, this story is for my own entertainment so I'll be ignoring any flames. I don't realy care if my character turns out to be a Mary-Sue but I'll try my best to give her some faults. Thank you.

chapter one: transported

So there I was, just minding my own business and reading the a book. Then all of a sudden my mother walks into the room. "Annie, dear," she said, hiding something behind her back. "I got you something for your birthday."

I looked up surprised. My birthday party was the day before even if today was my sixteenth birthday. "What is it?" I asked setting my book down.

"Here," she said holding out a small velvet blue box. I took it from her and started to open it but she stopped me.

"Don't open it yet sweetheart! Open it up tonight."

I was understandably confused, but thanked her any way and went back to my book. If I only I had any idea what was to come. I would have said good-bye as well.

-line break-

As I sat on my bed (a small thing with dark blue covers) that night, I opened up the box and gasped. Inside lay a silver deathly hallows necklace resting on a grey cushion. I of course, took it out and put it on right away. It had a long, thin, delicate looking chain and came to a rest at the bottom of my ribs. It was perfect.

All of a sudden I felt a tug at my navel and felt as if I was spinning at a high velocity. There were bright flashes of light and I could occasionally see pictures of places that I have never seen before! There was a dark forest, a castle, then a waterfall, and finally it stopped. I collapsed in a heap and nicked my head on something. My vision promptly whent black and I knew no more.

-line break-

I woke up with a splitting head-ache and the yelling and jostling was not helping. "Miss?" The voice cried out. "Miss? Are you alright?". Oh. That voice was starting to sound worried. I might have to actually get up and see what was wrong.

I tried to open my eyes but a searing light forced me to close them again. I rubbed my eyes as I attempted to sit up. Key word being attempted. I failed. Miserably so if I might add. I fell back down on my back and groaned. "Miss?" The voice sounded timid. I hope the poor dear was alright. "Your not dying, are you?"

I tried to open my eyes again, slowly this time. Tying to get used to the light. I successfully sat up as slowly as I opened my eyes. I looked around. What I saw completely bewildered me. There was a lot of green and the land was flat for miles. That in itself was odd seeing as I live in a valley surrounded by mountains. What was most suprising were the stones. They were huge! There were also in a circle and kind of reminded me of something. They were an important landmark, I knew. I just know it I just couldn't remember how, where, of why.

"Miss?" The boy said from right next to me. His voice sounded cool. He had a British accent.

Wait a second. Green? British accent? Stones? Stones in a circle? "***king HELL! I'm at Stonehenge!" I shouted as gripped my long brown hair.

"What does "***king mean?" I froze and robotically turned to the voice. There was boy crouching there staring up at me with his guileless blue eyes. He had blond hair and couldn't be more than five years old. I mentally cringed at his question. What to do? What to do?

I steeled my spine and took a deep breath as I lied my butt off. "Where on earth did you hear that bad word?"

"You just said it"

"No I didn't"

"Yes you did"

"of course I didn't, you silly boy"

"but-"

"Yes? I interrupted him and smiled sweetly. He gulped and backed down. Ha! I've still got it.

"Nothing." I patted his head still smiling and started to get up. I started walking in a random direction and the boy called out to me.

"Where are you going!?"

"to the nearest police station" I stated

he didn't like that apperantly and got me a ride via his parents. They took me on an hour long drive and even didn't drop me off at the police station like they promised to. They took me to a crummy orphanage instead. Stupid lying adults. See if I ever trust one again.