It was late afternoon when a four year-old girl named Lindy Potter, was busy colouring an picture of an elephant. She had long dark auburn hair and natural red highlights with short bangs, and a pair of tiny cinnamon brown eyes. She was a gangly little girl, like her father was when he was her age, but her hair would straighten out like her mother's straight brown hair. After working hard for ten minutes, she noticed her snowy white cat, Snowbell, was chasing something.

Lindy couldn't tell what it was, but she knew she had to save it. Fidgeting a little, she picked it up the creature. She held it carefully in her small hands and slowly walked to the door.

It was a rather small grey creature, and to her disgust, it was missing a few fingers on one hand. Whether was it a mouse or rat she never found out. She quietly slipped out the back door, holding the creature near the palms of her hand.

Outside was beautiful, the sun was shining and the skies clear. Today would be a great day to go outdoors and play.

Lindy put it down near the forest. However, as soon as it hit the ground Snowbell jumped out of nowhere and started chasing it again. Lindy had no choice now but to follow them into the woods to try to prevent Snowbell from eating the creature.

Although the woods were big and scary and she was warned countless times not to go in she went in anyways.

After a while Lindy realized she lost and probably miles from home. But before she could even turn around or leave, she heard a loud, dull voice. Suddenly there was a green flash. Then the sound of a horrible laugh, an ice-cold laugh.

11 year-old Lindy Potter awoke with a start, her bed and herself drenching with ice cold sweat. She'd had yet another nightmare. The same one for a month to be exact.

She quickly pulled back her covers and looked at her right ankle, and there was a lighting shaped scar, small but still noticeable. He's near, whoever gave me this scar, she thought silently to herself. See, she had been having these dreams (more like nightmares) ever since she got her scar.

Lindy suddenly saw movement coming from the door way. She reached over and grabbed her glasses off her nightstand and put them on, and sure enough she saw her brother, Jake.

"Jake, what are you doing out of bed?" Lindy asked in a tired voice. "It's one o'clock in the morning."

"I couldn't sleep," answered her 7 year old brother, whose batman pj's were to big for him. "I keep having a strange dream."

"You and me both. Listen, just go back to bed, and maybe it will go away."

Of course she knew this was a total lie, but it was the only way she could think of getting her brother to go to bed. Silently, she took off her glasses and put them back on the nightstand. Then she pulled back her cover, thinking, should she tell her parents about her scar? Should she tell anyone for that matter? Oh, why did she follow that rat into the forest?

At least I came back alive, was her last thought as she slowly drifted back to sleep............

Lindy just stood there, shocked. What had just happened? But then she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked back and saw a dark-hooded figure with half moon spectacles.

"I'll take you home," said the figure in a calming voice. Lindy, taking one quick look at where the green glow had came from, turned and followed the man.

After what seemed like an hour of walking, dodging rocks and bushes along the way, they finally reached Lindy's home.

"Thank you," Lindy said, turning to look at the man. But he was gone.

Lindy felt a shake, then heard a familiar voice. She turned over and opened her eyes. She was starring face to face with her mother, Hermione Potter.

"But mum," she complained, "it's eight a.m., at least let me sleep for another hour...."

"You've slept long enough. I sure hope you haven't forgotten that we're leaving for London tonight."

"No, I haven't."

And with that, Lindy got up, put on her fluffy white house shoes, and left her room. She began walking down the hall to the stairs. 'Lucky Jake,' thought Lindy silently as she passed his room. 'He's still asleep.'

Finally Lindy reached the kitchen. She sat down by her father, Harry Potter, and laid her head down on the table, wanting to fall asleep at any moment. Hermione came in with two bowls of oatmeal and two silver spoons for the two of them. She sat them down in front of them, then went to get some milk, murmuring to herself that Lindy should of went to bed earlier.

Her father is a tall and handsome figure, with his messy jet-black hair, bright green eyes, and glasses. He's a pretty good auror and plays quidditch for England's team.

Her mother, on the other hand, is a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where Lindy will be attending shortly. She is a pretty tall person as well and has the most beautiful straight brown hair and the same cinnamon eyes as Lindy.

"Dad what are you still doing here? I thought you were supposed to be at work an hour ago."

"Not today, I have quidditch practice," he replied, then paused and looked out the window, frowning. "But I have feeling it will be canceled. And today was the only day we could get the field. That means the we're going to have to play unprepared."

The rest of breakfast was silent, except for when Jake came in with nothing more than a grunt supposedly meaning hello.

About 10 minutes later Lindy asked to be excused from the table, then ran upstairs to her room to start packing. She put her Michelle Branch cd into her boom box, then pulled her suitcase out from underneath her bed. While singing along to the song, she opened her drawer and started packing her clothes.

'Hmm, how many pairs of socks am I going to need?' She thought about it for a moment, then grabbed about thirty pairs of socks.

She also packed a few t-shirts, shorts, and all her other underclothes she would be needing. Then she opened up her closet.

The next moment Lindy found herself starring at a pair of huge blue eyes. She fell to the floor, shocked and scared at the sudden appearance of the eyes.

"Who, who, who are you?"

"Pardon me, miss," said the creature who was wearing an awfully dirty, worn out shirt, hopping down. "I'm Twinkletoes the house elf, miss, and you mustn't go to Hogwarts, miss, for you will surely be putting you and everyone else in danger."

"How am I going to be in danger?" Lindy said, while trying to get up, clutching a the hanger to a dress she was pulling out. "And how am I putting other people in danger if I'm the one in danger?"

"Because...." The house elf stopped, hesitating whether it should tell or not.

But then, Lindy suddenly realized what the creature was wanting to tell her, and a frown formed on her face where her smile once was.

"But how.......but how do you know about it?"

"Oh no, me bad Twinkletoes, me bad."

After saying this, the creature ran over to the wall, and started hitting her head against it. She did this at least five times before Lindy grabbed her and slung her to the other side of the room.

"Keep it down," she said, walking over to her bed to sit down. "Luckily, nobody heard you. Now explain this to me calmly."

"Oh, me a bad house elf, coming miles and miles to tell you. You will be in danger with THEM, if going to Hogwarts is what you do. Oh, you mustn't go, miss, you mustn't go!"

The house elf jumped on Lindy, knocking her down on her bed. Lindy tried to push the house elf off, but there was only air.

"Huh?"

"What," asked Hermione, now standing in the doorway. How long has she been here? Long enough to know? Lindy pondered this to herself, but knew better than to ask.

"Nothing, nothing."

"Well," said her mother, tossing her hair back, "when your done packing come downstairs. I have another test for you."

"Ok."

Hermione left while Lindy finished packing.

Her mother always quizzed her about the books she'd read. It helped her getting ideas of things to ask on her tests she gave to her class. 'But I haven' t read any books lately. Just fictional ones, but she never quizzes me on those. What would she quiz me on then?'

She continued to ponder to heself while she finished packing, then went downstairs to the library.

The library was warm and inviting today. The room was filled with shelves of books. Also a fire, two computers, and a few squishy chairs and couches.

She went over to one of the desks which one of the computers was on, and found a test printed out. She grabbed it and got a pencil out of the pencil holder, then walked over to a chair by the fire. She sat down, curious about what it was.

When she got comfortable, she began on the test.

The questions read as following:

1. Which would you rather be?

A. Brave B. Loyal C. Strong D. Clever

2. What quidditch position would you rather play?

A. Chaser B. Seeker C. Beater D. Keeper

Dad must have asked her to throw that in there, she mused to herself.

3. What animal would you rather have?

A. Owl B. Cat C. Rat D. Toad

4. If you found a sack of Galleons one day, what would you do with it?

A. Spend it B. Return it C. Save it D. Donate it

She reread the test, thought about each one for a few seconds, then circled her answers. 'So, she's worried about what house I'll be in?' When she checked her answers they read as following:

1.A 2.B 3.A 4.B

She ran upstairs and handed her test to her mum, then came back to the library to read, with her current Siamese cat, Princess, laying on her lap. She so didn't really like having Princess on her lap, but it would be a while before Lindy got to see her again, since she was taking her owl, Skyler, with her to Hogwarts. So she didn't complain.

She was pretty far through her chapter book, "Holes" , when Princess jumped off her. She didn't care too much, because now she didn't have any extra weight on her legs besides her cover.

Lindy was almost finished when her mother's tawny owl, Lily, came fluttering in the room later that afternoon with a letter tied to her leg. The owl landed on her desk and gave a little hoot to make sure she had her attention.

"But why would she send me a letter when she's right upstairs?" said Lindy aloud to herself, untying it.

However, after reading it she found out why. It read:

Dear Lindy,

I had to leave because Dumbledore needed me for something, so you're have to get on the Knight Bus by yourself. Just stick out my wand, which is on the counter in the kitchen, and it will appear. Take care!

Love,

Mum

Lindy finished the letter, then set off upstairs to get her things ready to go.

When she came in her room and she looked one last time around.

Her room contained white walls, a window that looked out at the forest, a little brown night stand that she placed her hair supplies and books, her flower nightlight which was also on the stand, her flower print dresser, and her bed.

She knew she was going to miss her house, but it was worth it, wasn't it? She would wish shedidn't have to go, but then she reminded herself that she would be getting to stay in a bewitched castle.

Lindy quickly grabbed her things, then went back downstairs to wait for night to come.