Disclaimer: All the Harry Potter characters from J.K. Rowlings book belong to her, including the setting of the book, and elements within the book that I added into my story.

A/N: A little insight, the year is 2004, and takes place in London. Well, this is my first chapter for this, I hope you like it. .

Chapter 1-Her 6th Year

She was talking to a boy….a considerably tall boy, with raven colored hair, and dark green eyes…his voice was soothing…she loved it.

"This isn't right, we both know that." Her emotions contradicted herself-she was apprehensive about everything, and yet she was fulfilled with a feeling of disregard…

"Then why are we doing this?" replied the boy-the boy who was surrounded by enigmas.

"I don't have an answer for that.." she replied plainly.

"Are we immuned to the bitter reality of the whole situation that stands before us?"

"I suppose so, the harsh consequences of everything hasn't hit us yet."

Cassandra saw herself carrying on a conversation with him…as if she was actually having the conversation, but was just watching it happen. Was it really her? Of course it was-but…how could she, herself, be watching the conversation going on, when she is in the conversation? The whole situation was swallowed in perplexity….

Everything was fading away, and a sharp loud shriek from far off leaked into Cassandra's head. "Cassandra…," very soft and smooth..." Cassandra…" the call appeared to be louder this time…"Cassandra!" there was obvious irritation…and the it grew to such a boisterous extent…"CASSANDRA!"

Cassandra awoke to the sound of her heavy breathing…what had she been dreaming?

"Cassandra I've been calling you now for 15 minutes! Come down her before your breakfast gets cold!" screeched Cassandra's Aunt Mary.

Cassandra threw on her close hurriedly and rushed downstairs.

"Sorry about that, had a bad-had a dream." She had to leave it at dream, and omit the word she placed in front of it-bad. Could she honestly call it bad? Watching the whole conversation with the mysterious boy was chilling, and yet marvelous all at the same time. Who was that gorgeous boy? She felt like she had known him forever-she loved that feeling.

"It's alright." Replied her Aunt as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Do you have all your things packed for Hogwarts? The train leaves in an hour and a half, and I want to make sure you're prepared."

"Yeah, I'm all set pretty much. I've just got to get Marty's cage down from the attack. Other then that, everything is set." Marty, Cassandra's bird, never stayed in a cage when he was home. It seemed a bit peculiar to some people but not to the Chases. No, they kept Marty by the window, and he came and went as he pleased, arriving in Cassandra's room after catching his nights pray and doing his business that Aunt Mary didn't want done anywhere on the carpet. The fact was, Marty didn't like being in a cage too much, and Cassandra new that. So, every trip to Hogwarts meant getting down his cage, and breaking the news to him that he was going to be in it now that she was attending Hogwarts for the sixth year.

Cassandra proceeded to her room, glancing at all of her personal belongings she had packed for the year. After organizing all of her bags and school books together, which took a diminutive amount of time, Cassandra pulled down the attack door.

Dust particles welcomed Cassandra as she entered the chilly, bare looking attack. Cassandra began looking around, when she bumped into some of her mothers belongings. It wasn't the first time she had been up in the attack and stumbled upon her mothers' things. Cassandra never knew her mother, Linda. She passed away due to delivery complications when giving birth to Cassandra. Her father left her mother before she was born, she never knew why…Due to the turnout of events, her Aunt Mary raised her, and she didn't mind that. She adored her Aunt, and got along with her pretty good.

Cassandra continued on, shining the flashlight in various places within the attack. She finally caught a glimpse of Marty's cage with the flashlight, and hoisted the cage into her arms. When she came down the steps, she noticed that Marty didn't seem too pleased at the site of his cage.

"Well, if you want to go to Hogwarts, you have to Marty." Marty replied with a soft hoot, and continued staring at the threatening cage. Just as Cassandra smacked her hands together softly back and forth in acknowledgement that she was all done, Mary walked in.

"Ready to go?" Cassandra nodded and gathered up her things with her Aunt.

As Cassandra arrived at the platform she was reminded of all of her previous years, and pondered what the new year would bring.

"Cassandra! Over here!" yelled Kate, Cassandra's best friend. Kate, Jessica, and Melissa were the people she hung out with, they were her most dearest friends.

"Ready for another year?" Jessica chimed.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Cassandra replied tiredly.

Cassandra said her goodbyes to her Aunt, and boarded the train with her three friends. She tried imagining what the new year would anticipate for her and her friends, but she couldn't stop thinking about that dream. "Who was that…and what was the conversation about?"

The girl riddled with questions gazed out her window and fell asleep to the questioning of the dream she'd had earlier…

A/N: So, that's my first chapter for this, what did you think? It'd be great to have your input, thanks for reading! Trust me, it gets more interesting!