Amy was a pretty normal girl when it came to her life. She attended Braelinn Elementary and was 11 years old going on 12. Sure she had a few strange aspects about her but who didn't? Amanda, or Amy as she liked to be called, was an orphan living in a foster home and had been since she was six months old. Her parents and her brother had died on vacation when a tsunami hit(everyone that tsunami was terrible please donate to help the victims!). She had never seen a picture of her brother but she sometimes had dreams about her parents. Amy was a pretty average looking girl, she had dark brown hair with streaks of natural red and had bright green eyes. She wore contacts because she thought glasses were a pain. She had a nice figure for an eleven year old but was very quiet and trusted very few people. Her world turned upside down on August 29th though...

"Amy! Get down here you have mail!" called Mrs. Baker. Amy had lived with the Bakers for the past four years but never really got along with them. She came downstairs and grabbed her letter.

"And when you're done fix breakfast" she said.

The letter read:

Amanda Bethany Baker

103 Baltmore Place

Second bedroom

London

There was no return address and Amy began to get a little nervous as she opened the letter. 'How do they know where I sleep?' she wondered. As she unfolded it her mouth dropped open.

Dear Ms. Baker,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This boarding school does not supply everything and the things you need to purchase(a list enclosed) may be found in Diagon Alley. The train to Hogwarts will leave on September 1st at platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross Station.

Sincerly,

Minerva McGonagall

When Amy was finished reading she almost dropped the letter and jumped when Mrs. Baker called her.

"You done yet?!" she screeched.

"Coming!" she called back.

Umm, Mrs. Baker?" she asked uncertainly as she walked into the kitchen "I' ve been invited to attend a boarding school."

"What?" she said sharply "No. Absolutely not, do you know how expensive those are?"

Amy sat down looking totally defeated, and then someone rang the doorbell. Mrs. Baker shuffled out to get it.

"Hello I am-"

"We're not buying" said Mrs. Baker as she cut him off.

"Oh no, I'm not selling anything" he said politely "May I come in?"

Amy got a glimpse of the man as Baker led him into the living room. He looked very old with his long silver beard and half moon glasses. He was wearing what looked like decorated bath robes and a small hat. They were in the living room for about five minutes when Baker shouted,

"Girl! Get in here!"

Amy quickly entered the living room to see the strange old man sitting on the couch and Baker looking at him with distaste.

"Amanda I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I understand you recieved your letter today?" he asked kindly.

Amy gaped at him like he was an alien from another planet.

"Y-yes" she finally managed to get out. Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"Please sit down" he said. "Hogwarts as you know is a school where witches and wizards are trained in learning magic for seven years. We look for witches and wizards who are showing signs of being magical by the age of eleven and invite them to our school."

"Do you go to all the houses?" she asked.

Dumbledore chuckled slightly and said, "No no you are a special case as your foster parents are muggles. Non-magical people" he explained seeing the confused look on her face. "But that isn't the only reason I came here today. I came to tell you about your family and your past." Amy sat up attentively as he began to speak.

"When you were a baby an evil wizard came to your house on your half birthday. This wizard was named Tom Riddle also known as Lord Voldemort. Voldemort had been steadily gaining power for twelve years and killed thousands over this time period. But on this night he came to your house and attacked you and your family. Both of your parents were killed. Voldemort then turned on you and tried to kill you but failed. He was weakened but didn't know it. But it was not you he wanted...it was your brother, Harry. When he turned on Harry the curse he sent at him backfired and resulted in Lord Voldemort's destruction. Your brother survived with a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. You survived with that symbol on your lower back. Afterwards your house was left in ruins and Harry was taken to live with the only realatives you have left, your mother's sister. But no one knew you existed so when the muggle police found you they took you to an orphanage. Your parents were the only ones who knew you existed until we detected your magic. Which brings us back to the present. Oh, and yes your last name is not Baker and it has never been. Your full name is Amanda Bethany Potter. Your parents were James Harold Potter and Lily Evans Potter and your brother is Harry James Potter." he finished.

Amy took this all in and turned to stare at Dumbledore.

"Does he- does Harry- I mean"

"No he doesn't know you exist." Dumbledore answered sadly.

"Oh." was all she said.

A/N Hey everyone this is my new story I'm working on the other two and am teribly sorry about the lack of updates. please bear with me I'm stressed out and am trying to comfort and convince my best friend out of the biggest mistake of her life and I can't do everything so I'm afraid until things cool down everything isn't gonna be updated as often as you all would like. And just so everyone knows this is the prologue there is going to be probably one more before the actual story begins. I'm debating whether to make Amy a Black or a Potter cuz I would like her to go out with Harry but I also want Hermione to so let me know what you all think please. If I decide to make her a Black I will put in another chapter in place of this one.

xoxo

AJP