Hey everyone! Sibi here. Heres a HP ff for those of you who care. This is the first chapter, and sorry if you think it's short, but its something. When u see the *, its supposed to be a cuss word, so use ur imagination at what she says. It doesnt say her name in this chapter, but her name will come up later. I dont know if it's going to end up messed up or not, but it might - so beware. Hope you enjoy - and dont forget to review! Keep a look out for the next chapter!

I dont own Harry Potter in anyway - except my character, Atalee (yes, thats her name).

I curled myself in a ball in a corner of the room, shaking. It was mid-winter, and I had no where to live – no place I could go to. No safe house – and no one would dare turn against the Ministry of Magic to keep me safe. My recent transformation had only been a few days ago, and I had needed somewhere to hide while I underwent the torment. Most of my cloths were torn, or had big pieces missing from them – and I had nothing else to wear. I could only go out at night, when I thought it to be safest – but even then, I couldn't be to sure. The slightest noises made me tense up, and prepare to make a run for it or to fight for my life. So far though, nothing had come – and I was glad for the quiet. Right now though, I longed for a companion – someone who would talk to me and not be scared or turn me into the Ministry. My thoughts wondered back to when I had gone to Hogwarts – where I had been bitten, by accident of course. I had a small group of people I could depend on back then, especially one in particular. How I missed him – missed him desperately. Constantly, I wondered if I should try and find him, but I knew it wouldn't be wise. Besides, who's to say that he wouldn't turn me in to try and save his own neck? I shook my head, and thought 'Why would he turn me in? Sure – he is running from them just as I am- but he is wanted because he escaped Azkaban. I'm only wanted because of what I can become.' Smiling, I remembered all those times at Hogwarts when I'd transform and hid myself in the Shrieking Shake alongside Remus, the one who bit me, and together we underwent the painful transformation each Full Moon. And when it was dangerous to come near us, the other three still did – especially Sirius, the one who I was closest to – the one I so desperately wanted to comfort me, even now. The snap of a twig somewhere outside the hut made me jump, my senses instantly on red alert. My nose twitched, and I tried smelling – but human noses just weren't as good as werewolf ones. Then I heard them.

"She's in there – I swear!" I heard someone quietly exclaim," I saw her go in there a couple days ago, the night of the Full Moon!" 'Great,' I thought,' a ratter.' Silently and swiftly, I got to my feet, and made my way to one of the dusty windows. Outside, I saw two forms – one belonging to the ratter, and another, to who I guessed to be, a Ministry Employee.

"We've had many reports of people who say they see her go in somewhere, and we search," the employee said," We come up with nothing, except few signs of what appears to be a struggle."

"I swear it!" the ratter said again," She's in there!" As quick as my feet took me, I quietly ran to the back door, and waited, patiently. I heard the employee step onto the front porch, and his hand open the front door – which, I opened the back door at the same moment. I knew every nook and cranny of this place- every sound it made and every exit there was. As the employee entered the front, I exited the back, and then made a run for the trees. It was a success as usual – and I rested momentarily on one of the trees, catching my breath. Then my eyes widened in panic- and my head snapped back and took a look the way I had came. 'Curse the snow!' I seethed, and took off at top speed, not wanting to stick around and see if they found my tracks. Once they did, they'd be on my trail in an instant – then I'd be dead.

I ran till I came upon a half-frozen river, and only then did I stop. With a look around, I saw no bridge – no way to cross the watery path. I looked around, and saw the city up ahead- then gulping softly, nodded to myself. Quietly, I lowered my body into the wintry water, and nearly screamed at the coldness. 'I have to do this,' I told myself repeatedly. The top of the water was completely frozen in the middle, but underneath and near the edges, it was still mushy or not frozen at all. With a deep breath, I plunged underneath the surface and began swimming. As I traveled down the waterway, I heard people who had followed my tracks to the riverbank, and suppressed a smile.

"Where could she have gone?" I heard one ask.

"You don't think that she would have gone into the waters, do you?" another asked.

"Who knows," one answered," But we've reached another dead-end. Let's get back to our homes." They all agreed, and that was the last I heard. I soon found myself needing air, and decided it was time to get some. Swimming to the bank, I carefully surfaced, and looked around, before allowing most of my head to show. I took long breaths, shuddering in the cold – with it being winter, and me in torn and tattered clothing swimming in freezing waters – it was as though I was wishing for the death of me. After a couple minutes, I knew I had to keep going, and so I did. Taking another deep breath, I plunged under the water, and found what appeared to be the middle, and began swimming again. My muscles where beginning to fatigue though and I knew my breath would need refilled more quickly then before. I kept swimming despite how I felt, and swam for who knows how long, but suddenly, I came to a halt. A stone wall with metal bars blocked my path, and I had nowhere else to go. Grudgingly, I resurfaced, and looked around hesitantly. I saw no danger, so I climbed up onto the bank, shivering violently in the freezing cold. Looking around, I saw a neighborhood, and it seemed so familiar – but from where? I decided that if I stuck to the allies, I could wonder around a little, and try to jog my memory. Slowly, I peeked over the side of the bridge, and made sure it was clear; then I quickly jumped up over the edge, and ran across the street. At the other side, I stumbled, but caught myself on the edge of the brick house and steadied myself. 'That took more effort then I thought,' I thought to myself, breathing harder then I should be,' Curse that ratter for telling the Ministry of my location – I'd still be somewhat warm if it hadn't been for that darn ratter!' Slowly and cautiously, I walked through the allies, looking around. Then I saw the light slowly creeping up in the sky. 'No! It can't be dawn yet!' I thought horridly, then began frantically looking around, 'I need somewhere to hide!' Running as quiet as I could, and as fast as my frozen stiff muscles let me, I scanned the places I passed – but no where seemed safe enough. Before I could catch myself, I was falling, and my arms went forward to stop my fall, only to land on the glass I hadn't seen.

"Crap*!" I cursed under my breath, and then holding my now injured hand to my chest, I heaved myself up, and continued on my way. My eyes began to droop before long, and I could barely stand – my muscles ached so much. I came out onto a main road, and quickly drew back into the ally. 'Crap!' I seethed,' Now what?!' Carelessly, I closed my eyes, and within a minute, they snapped open. I just remembered why this neighborhood looked familiar. The street sign was just within reading distance, and risking it all, I fled onto the main street, and began checking the houses. Silently, I read the house numbers till I passed one that should be there.

"Tw..Tw.." I said, but before I could finish, I felt myself fall, and the darkness consumed me.