A/N: Okay, this will be my first fanfic and the attempt of the Marauder Era. I don't own anything or anyone. The name Sileni is based off Sileny (I just took off the 'y' and an 'i' instead). It's Slavic and means Moonlight, Silence. Now, on with the story! Oh, and please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that you recognize!

Where I Stood

Prologue

She didn't know how it happened. All she knew was that when she woke up she gave a cry of yelp and scrambled back to hit a wall. Standing before her was an old man wearing a blue robe looking down at her with much surprise, his striking blue eyes peering over crescent moon glasses. Only one name popped up in her head.

"Albus Dumbledore?" she squeaked.

To her left someone moaned, the teenager looked to see who it was. Her eyes widen at the sight, a bit grateful that she was not alone in this dream... if it was a dream.

"Luke!"

She scrambled up to her feet and ran the three steps to her younger brother by a year and fell on her knees next to him. She looked him over for some sort of injury and heart beat. But when he groaned, he blinked open his eyes, frowning up at his sister.

"Sileni? What the hell are you doing here at Steve's house? Did he invite you to the party too?"

Sileni held back the urge to roll her eyes but took to shaking her head. At the moment she couldn't find her voice for the stunned and shock has yet to pass over just yet. How was she supposed to tell her brother that they were both either, a.) Having the same dream, or B.) Someone had a twisted sense of humor and was playing a terrible joke on them both.

"We're... not at Steve's house, Luke." Sileni told him uncertainly, "But you're still drunk." she said with a glare.

Luke frowned in confusion, sitting up with the help of his sister. "Not drunk, just tipsy." he admitted.

He then looked passed his sister's shoulder to frown even further in confusion. Sileni looked back to see Dumbledore standing only a few feet away, then back to her brother. Luke was now looking around the room they were in—something Sileni neglected to do—panic and fear rising within him.

"Wha—what the hell is going on? Where are we?" he asked in panic.

"That is one of the questions I would like to know." Dumbledore said with a raised eyebrow.

"I-I-I don't know what's going on." she told them honestly. "That's a question I want answer as well." she said suspiciously to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore tilted his head to the side, smiling softly at her. "I am sorry but I do not know what exactly is going on."

Narrowing her eyes at him, Sileni sighed and looked down at her brother who was looking about with curiosity. She stood and helped him up, steadying him when he swayed side to side, this time rolling her eyes. She looked over to the wizard, as did her brother, who was looking at them in amusement. She cleared her throat, nodding her head to the old man who could possibly be thinking about what they were doing in his office and where they came from.

"I just went to bed last night," Sileni told the headmaster, than nodded to her brother. "No doubt you passed out sometime during the party after drinking too much."

Luke grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "You know me too well."

"Enough to know that your hangover was gone as soon as we reached Dumbledore's office," Sileni raised an eyebrow.

Luke frowned, "Dumbledore?" he looked at the old man than to his sister. "Isn't he from—?"

"Yes, and shut up because this isn't suppose to be real." Sileni told her brother before he can say where the old wizard was from.

Luke opened his mouth to argue but was stopped at the look his sister held within her light green eyes; the only thing that she inherited from their mother. He nodded and looked to the old wizard who was watching them carefully, analyzing all what they were saying. Sileni mentally put up a brick wall around the information that was very dangerous at the moment in her mind, hoping the wizard wouldn't try to get it from her brother once he finds out her mind was blocked.

Then again the information could not be reached if whoever put the two siblings in that... world had put a curse around such information containing this place. Of course there was always a chance that they didn't.

"Listen, sir, we don't belong here." Sileni started, "I don't know how we got here or why. But I do desperately hope that you are able to send us back?" she asked hopefully.

Dumbledore frowned sympathetically, shaking his head. "I am afraid not. I do not know how it was you both got here or what sort of spell whoever it was used."

Sileni sighed, brushing a hand through her hair. She had hoped that this famed wizard who knew so much and was so powerful would be able to return them back to their time or rather their world; to their life of friends and family.

"But for now," Dumbledore started, the two siblings looking back at him, "What am I going to do with you two?" he questioned out loud.

He motioned the two siblings to take a seat in front of his desk, which they did. Dumbledore, however, continued to stand, taking everything in from the last ten minutes when he entered his office to see these two sleeping siblings.

"Are you both magical?" he suddenly asked, studying them.

Luke raised an eyebrow, looking at the old man as though he was crazy. Sileni, however, frowned, wondering herself at this, but shook her head nonetheless. Then out of nowhere, Dumbledore held out his wand to Sileni first, the soon to be sixteen year old gasping at this, her mouth falling open in both awe and surprise. The wizard smiled softly, his eyes twinkling with much amusement.

"Go ahead," he pushed on.

Closing her mouth, Sileni took hold of the wand, looking down at the smooth wood beneath her finger tips. Dumbledore crossed the room and removed an object from one of the cupboards that was close by. When he turned back to face them, the two siblings saw that he was holding a feather, which he quickly set down upon his desk. Taking a deep breath, Sileni thought back to the books and the movies. She swished and flicked her hand, the feather lifting quite high in the air.

Sileni quickly turned to Dumbledore in both amazement and utter surprise. There was no possible way that she was able to do that on the first try, let alone do magic at all. The feather fell back down to the desk as her concentration was distracted and just handed the wand to her brother. Luke frowned but looked to the feather; he never read or seen the movies. The only reason he knew about some of these characters were due to his sister and his best friend, Steve.

Taking a deep breath, he copied what his sister has done and was just as surprised and shock that the feather lifted just a few inches above the desk before it fell down. Dumbledore nodded, smiling at the two shocked siblings.

"It seems you both have at least some idea to what you are doing, however if you copied or not." he said this to Luke, looking over his glasses to the boy, taking his wand back. "I will have Ollivander come here tomorrow to see if we can get you both a wand. I guess you both can start with those children that are your age and not be placed with the first years. Miss—?"

"Thorn, Sileni Thorn." the teenager told him.

Dumbledore nodded. "Miss Thorn, I have no doubt you will learn quickly, while Mr. Thorn... you may struggle a bit but you seem to be studious and very tempt to keep to your goal. I am sure the professor's and likely the other students will both help you. How old are you both?"

"I just turned fourteen back in May," Luke told him, now well over his shock.

"And I'm about to turn fifteen on July 15." Sileni whispered, now wondering what year and month they were in.

The headmaster nodded and walked across the room once more. From a stand he retrieved a very battered looking hat–one that Sileni recognized immediately. Dumbledore walked back to them, noting the wide look of admiration from the girl.

"So you know what this is, then?" he asked.

Sileni nodded, wondering why he was going to put them into a house if they were to go home. Then it struck her—they may never returned to their home ever again. Nodding, Dumbledore placed the hat first over Sileni's head, which fell down over her face as it was too large.

'Ah, I see you do not belong her nor in this time era.' Sileni panicked at the mention of this. 'Do not worry; Dumbledore will tell you what year this is. However I do believe there is a reason as to why you are here. Perhaps it has to do with the Founders for they had heard many prophecies in their time for there were many talented witches, not the fake ones as of today.'

Sileni chuckled, hearing the annoyed sound within the hat's voice. 'So you, too, have been here from the very beginning?'

'Aye, I have.' the hat sighed with much wisdom and centuries behind its voice. 'Now, where to put you?' it mumbled to himself.

"Gryffindor!"

The hat yelled suddenly, no explanation or amusements to where he was to put the fifteen year old like he was to do in the books or movies. Sileni even cried out in confusion, believing that she did not belong into that House. The hat was off her head and was soon placed over Luke's head before she can even ask the hat what he was thinking.

'Ah, another one that does not belong in this time era; Mmm, you seem to have some Slytherin potential in you, as well as Gryffindor.'

Luke frowned within the hat, trying to remember all that his sister and his best friend had said about this world that he did not know.

'Isn't Slytherin where all the bad wizards go to?' Luke asked uncertain.

'They only become bad should they wish it. There are some bad wizards that were from Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff.'

Luke hummed. 'Yes, well, I think you should put me in Gryffindor; that way my sister won't kill me for being in Slytherin and then burn you for making that decision.'

The hat stayed quiet, thinking over what Luke had just told him. "Gryffindor!" the hat yelled out.

'Dude, she probably wouldn't have made it if Dumble—whatever his name is had any say in it!' Luke told the hat amused just as the hat was taken off.

"I suppose I should send for Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore told them, looking amused at Luke, "It is about a month and a half until the school year starts. I will authorize a shopping trip to London, with escort's seeing as you are not from London, and give you enough money to buy you both school supplies and Muggle clothing."

"Muggle?" Luke asked confused.

"Non-magical people," Sileni told her brother. "That's what the wizard community calls them."

Dumbledore bowed his head at her. "Correct. Now, once Professor McGonagall comes she will escort you both to Gryffindor Tower and show you the rooms you both will be staying in for the rest of summer and school year as well. I will also have some of the professor's start teaching you both the basics that way you may be ready for the school year."

Sileni sighed, looking over to her brother. This was something they didn't want to do, let alone go along. Of course this was Sileni's dream come true, but somehow it just didn't feel right. At least for the moment it didn't. Could it possibly be that she was never to see her family and friends again? That her only family now was her brother? She squared her shoulder's back. She would have to be strong for the sake of her brother. They both needed each other now, and it will only be a moment in time where he will break down. She, too, will break down, but Sileni will make sure that it was in private and alone.