A/N: Hurray for getting to Year 4, which is when things start to get interesting.

Many thanks to Slytherclaw for leaving a review on Chapter 3 on The Calm Before the Storm: Year 3, giving me the idea of Hailey going to Michael's house before the Quidditch World Cup, because they wanted to see where Michael's stories come from. So, here you go Slytherclaw, I apologize deeply that the first chapter might be kind of horrible, because I couldn't exactly figure out how to end it, but I tried my best on it.

The face-claim for Hailey Potter is Elizabeth Gillies, the face-claim for Michael is Max Burkholder, the face-claim for Mandy is Chloë Grace Moretz, and the face-claim for Evangeline Sinclair is Mackenzie Foy.

"I am much, much more than a man. However…why not? I will face you…Wormtail, come and turn my chair around." There was a distant whimper. "You heard me, Wormtail."

There was a pause, a clatter as something fell, and then there was a scream. The scream was so loud that it drowned out the words that caused the flash of green light to come from a raised wand. There was a rushing sound and then a thump as something heavy hit the floor.

Hailey Potter woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily. She realized that she had her hands over her forehead, which was burning. She moved her her bangs to the side to feel the lightning bolt shaped scar on her forehead, which hurt at the touch. She got up from the floor, stepped over her friend and fellow Ravenclaw, Mandy Brocklehurst. She went into the hallway, and bumped into her friend, Michael Corner, in her haste to get to the bathroom. She looked up at him.

He was probably an inch taller than her now, even though Hailey had grown another inch over the summer, making her 5'6 now. Michael had shoulder length black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a black shirt and flannel pajama bottoms. He looked half-asleep and Hailey couldn't help but think that he looked good-looking. Michael squinted at her, "Hey, are you —?"

"Sorry," she interrupted, dropping her head to hide her blush and rushed inside the bathroom. She closed, locked the door, and turned on the light. She fancied Michael and when Ravenclaw beat Gryffindor to get to be in the winning for the House Cup, she and Michael kissed, albeit accidentally, but still…

She and Mandy were at Michael's flat for the week. Hailey had gone to Mandy's house for a week, before the two had taken the Knight Bus to head over to Michael's flat. A few hours after they had arrived, Michael's dad's parents had decided to visit for a week, showing up. Apparently Michael's grandparents showing up unexpectedly were normal occurrences. Despite it being cramped in the flat with eight people, Hailey couldn't help but feel welcomed there, just like how she felt welcomed at the Brocklehurst household, although there was just four people, her included.

So, Hailey, Mandy, and Evangeline, Michael's little cousin, were crammed in Michael's room, because Michael's grandparents were residing in Eva's room, and Michael was currently sleeping in the living room. The one thing that Hailey wasn't expecting to find in Michael's room was a bunch of candles. Apparently Michael had an unhealthy or healthy love for candles, depending on which perspective that one looks at it. Although, in Mandy's room, she had snow-globes on every holiday there was, plus her surprising collection of headbands. Hailey suspected that it was the Ravenclaw quirkiness trait showing itself through them. It did give Hailey an idea on what to get them on Christmas.

Hailey looked in the mirror above the sink. She had hazel eyes and her messy auburn hair was now slowly turning brown it had a faint red tint to it. On a trip to a beauty salon, that Aunt Petunia forced her to go to, Hailey decided that she was going to part her bangs in the middle, part of her hair did cover the upper-half of her lightning bolt scar. She just couldn't see the point of hiding her scar anymore, since other witches and wizards seemed to recognize her anyway regardless of her bangs. She looked closely at her scar, but it seemed normal, however it was still stinging. The reason why her scar hurt was because Voldemort was nearby, but that was impossible, right?

She tried to remember what she was dreaming about. There were three people in her dream; two, who she knew, but the third person, she didn't know. There was a darkened room, a snake on a hearth rug, a small man named Peter, who went by the nickname, Wormtail, and there was a cold, high voice…that belonged to Lord Voldemort. Hailey felt chills appear on her arms, and tried to shove the thought away.

She tried to remember what Voldemort looked like, but it was impossible to remember. For a moment, when Voldemort's chair had swung around, she could've sworn that she had been sitting in the chair. She had felt a shudder of horror, which was what caused her to wake up…or was it because her scar started to hurt?

More importantly, who was the old man? She knew that there was an old man in the dream. She had watched him fall down to the ground and she put her hands to her face, trying to remember the dimly lit room, but the details were already starting to fade away. She cursed her stupidity for not thinking about writing it down after she had it. She knew that Voldemort and Peter had been talking about someone they had killed, but Hailey couldn't remember the name…they had also been plotting to kill someone else, too…but who?

Her! She realized that they wanted to kill her.

If it hadn't been for Voldemort, Hailey would have parents and she wouldn't have a lightning scar on her forehead.

She had been a year old the night that Voldemort arrived at her house and killed her parents. Voldemort then turned his wand on her, and performed the Killing Curse that had killed full-grown witches and wizards. Incredibly, it didn't work. Instead of killing her, the curse rebounded upon Voldemort. Hailey had survived with nothing but a lightning-shaped scar on her forehead, and Voldemort had been reduced to something that was barely alive. His powers were gone, and barely alive, he fled. The terror, in which the wizarding world had been living in, had lifted, Voldemort's followers disbanded, and Hailey Potter had become famous.

On Hailey's eleventh birthday, she had been shocked to find out that she was a witch. It also had been disconcerting to find out that everyone in the wizarding world knew her name. When she had arrived at Hogwarts, heads turned and whispers followed her wherever she went; but she was used to it now. At the end of this summer, she would be starting her fourth year at Hogwarts, and Hailey was counting the days until she would be back at the castle again. She still had two weeks to go before she went back to school.

She removed her hands from her face and looked around the bathroom one last time, before leaving.

"Are you okay?" Michael whispered. He was leaning against the back of the couch.

"Yeah," Hailey whispered back, going to the living room. She crossed her arms, feeling a little self-conscious because she was wearing one of Dudley's overly large shirts as part of her pajamas.

Michael squinted at her and tilted his head. "Are you sure?"

Hailey considered lying to him so he didn't worry, but then again, it might help talking to someone about it. "My scar…hurt."

"Your scar…hurt?" Michael slowly repeated, staring at her.

Hailey walked forward to stand next to him, "Yes." She explained her dream to him and he walked over to look out the window, as if trying to spot Voldemort. But that was impossible right? Voldemort couldn't be here. Besides he had to figure out which floor and room number they were in, and he would probably kill everyone just to figure out where she was at.

"What do I do about my scar hurting?" Hailey asked.

"You can tell Dumbledore," Michael said.

Hailey tried to figure out what she would write to Dumbledore.

Dear Professor Dumbledore,
Sorry to bother you, but my scar hurt this morning.
Yours sincerely,
Hailey Potter

Hailey couldn't help but think that even in her head, the words sounded stupid.

Someone walked in and Hailey turned to look. It was Mandy, wearing red gingham pajamas. She was smaller than them, being 5'3.

"What's this about her scar hurting?" Mandy asked, sounding worried. "Maybe I should check Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions. There has to be something about curse scars in there." She ran off to the room and returned with a giant book to look through. She sat down on the couch and started flipping through pages.

Hailey couldn't help but think that if she told Hermione about her scar hurting, Hermione would read Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions. Hailey doubted that her scar hurting would be in the book, because she was the only person who survived the Killing Curse.

Hailey tried to picture what her best friend, Ron Weasley, would say. "Your scar hurt? But…but You-Know-Who can't be near you, can he? I mean…you'd know, wouldn't you? He'd be trying to do you in again, wouldn't he? I dunno, Hailey, maybe curse scars always twinge a bit…I'll ask Dad…"

Mr. Weasley was a fully qualified wizard who worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office at the Ministry of Magic, but he didn't have any particular expertise in the matter of curses, as far as Hailey knew. Hailey also didn't like the idea of the whole Weasley family knowing that she was getting jumpy over a few moments' pain. It made her feel bad that Michael and Mandy knew about it and were looking for explanations for her, while she stood around, doing nothing…

What she wanted was someone—someone like a parent, someone who she can ask for advice and not feel stupid for asking about it, someone who seemed like they care about her, someone who knew a lot about Dark Magic…someone like Sirius…of course!

Hailey wasn't sure why it seemed to take so long to consider her godfather. She looked at them, "I'll write to Sirius. Maybe he'll know." Before they can respond, she ran off into the room. She tried to be as quiet as possible as she went to her trunk, so she didn't wake up Eva. She moved two left over cakes that was from her birthday, one from Hermione, Ron, Hagrid, and Sirius, to the side. Michael had sent a bunch of sweets, while Mandy sent fairy cakes to her. She, Mandy, Michael, and Eva were still trying to eat the food at night.

When she came home from Hogwarts, her aunt Petunia had put Dudley on a diet, because Smeltings didn't offer knickerbockers that would fit Dudley anymore; so, Dudley's new diet regimen had began. Aunt Petunia had decided that to make Dudley feel better, everyone was going to be on a diet, too. Apparently her aunt had thought that Hailey could survive off of nothing but carrot sticks, so she sent Hedwig out for help. Hermione had sent a box of sugar-free snacks, Hagrid sent her a sack of homemade rock cakes, which Hailey refused to eat. Mrs Weasley had sent her an enormous fruitcake and assorted meat pies on Errol. Errol was old and feeble, and he needed five days to recover from the journey. Mandy had sent wizarding sweets and Michael sent her some baked goods. He also sent her note saying that she was allowed to stay with him for a week, despite being so grounded that "plants will look at him and say damn."

Due to the amount of food she received and feeling a little bit bad for Dudley, she reluctantly gave some sweets and baked goods to him. It was just a one-time thing and surprisingly, Dudley didn't tell his mother that Hailey wasn't following the diet. Dudley kept trying to bully her into giving more sweets to him, but she had lied and said that she ran out. She was sure that Dudley didn't believe her and she believed that he had looked through her room for sweets. However, she had placed the sweets and baked goods in a loose floorboard in her room.

Hailey moved all the sweets aside, and her "new" grey hoodie that she forgot to give back to Michael after a visit to Honeydukes. She conveniently forgot to return the hoodie to Michael but he seemed to have forgotten that he loaned it to her to borrow, then he got a new jacket. Apparently he told his parents that his hoodie ended up stolen, so she couldn't wear the hoodie around the Durselys, because Dudley would pick on her even more, assuming that her "slightly creepy looking boyfriend" gave it to her. At the flat with Michael, she couldn't because his parents would find out what really happened to the hoodie and probably get him in trouble for not asking for it back. She shook the thought off and pushed the hoodie to the side to find her eagle feather quill, a bottle of ink, and some parchment. Once that was food, she went back to the living room and sat at the coffee table. She filled the quill with ink and started to write:

Dear Sirius

She paused and tried to figure out what to write to Sirius about her problem. She wasn't exactly surprised that she hadn't immediately thought of her godfather. It had been two months since she found out she even had a godfather.

Sirius had been in Azkaban for Hailey's entire life, for being framed for committing murders, by Sirius's former best friend, Peter Pettigrew also known as Wormtail, Voldemort's supporter. Sirius had escaped Azkaban, which was guarded by terrifying sightless, soulless sucking fiends called dementors.

For one glorious hour, Hailey had believed that she was leaving the Dursleys at last, because Sirius had offered her a home once his name was cleared. However, the chance was ripped from her because Wormtail escaped before they could take him to the Ministry of Magic, and Sirius had to flee for his life. Hailey, Hermione, and Michael had helped Sirius escape on the back of Buckbeak, and since then, Sirius had been on the run. It had been hard to go back to the Dursleys, because she had thought that once and for all, she was finally going to leave them.

However, it had been all thanks to Sirius that she could now have her magical things in her room instead of having them locked in the cupboard under the stairs, which had formally been her bedroom for ten years. They had decided to keep her miserable and were terrified of her magic, which had caused them to lock up her magical things in the cupboard under the stairs. The fact that they found out that she had a violent murderer for a godfather had terrified them into changing their attitude. Hailey however had "conveniently" forgotten to tell them that Sirius really was innocent.

She had received two letters from Sirius during her stay at the Dursleys. Instead of owls, Sirius had used brightly coloured tropical birds, which Hedwig seemed to disapprove of, although Hailey liked them. The birds brought to mind palm trees and white sand. Hedwig had rather reluctantly allowed the flashy birds to drink from her water tray. Hailey was sure that Sirius was down south. Wherever he was, Hailey hoped that Sirius was enjoying himself, even though he never said where he was at, in case the letters were intercepted. Hailey wasn't sure if dementors could survive in bright sunlight. Sirius's letters were in Hailey's trunk, because she didn't want to leave them in the loose floorboard in her room. In both letters, Sirius said to call on him if she ever needed too. Well, Hailey needed to now, so she started writing.

Thanks for your last letter. That bird was enormous; it could hardly get through my window.

Things were the same as usual at the Dursleys, before I left. Before I left, Dudley's diet wasn't going too well and he was the size of a young killer whale.

I'm okay; mainly because Mandy and Michael had allowed me to stay at their houses.

Last week, Mandy got a pet dog, a Pembroke Welsh corgi, named Lulu. Mandy and I had to chase her through a field and we didn't found her till sundown. It turned out that the Muggle boy that lives down the street was trying to steal Lulu.

A weird thing happened this morning, though. My scar hurt again. Last time it happened was because Voldemort was at Hogwarts, but I don't reckon he can't be anywhere near me now, can he? Do you know if curse scars sometimes hurt years afterward?

I'll send this with Hedwig when she gets back; she's off hunting at the moment. Say hello to Buckbeak for Mandy, Michael, and me.

Hailey

The cold grey light of the sunrise was slowly creeping into the living room and Hailey could hear the pages of the book turning and whispers from Mandy and Michael.

She reared the letter again. There was no point putting in the dream; she didn't want it to look as though she was too worried. She folded up the parchment and stood up, stretching. She went to put it in her trunk and gathered some clothes to get dressed in the bathroom, then put the overly large shirt in her trunk, before heading back into the living room.

She stood behind the couch, right between Michael and Mandy, and hesitantly asked, "Anything in there about curse scars?"

"No, we're still looking," Mandy said.

"I could ask my mum," Michael said.

Hailey shook her head. "No. Don't ask her. I don't want to worry your parents; especially your mum."

Michael looked a little disbelieving, but reluctantly nodded, "All right."

There was movement behind them and they turned to see Michael's mother, Gabriella walk in, fully dressed. She worked at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries as a Healer, so she probably would've known something about curse scars. Hailey didn't want to worry Gabriella, especially since she lived during Voldemort's reign of terror.

Gabriella looked at them. She was tall and had long, curly black hair. She blinked and looked at them. "What are you three doing up?" She looked at the book that Mandy and Michael had open. "Isn't it a little early to be studying?"

Mandy scoffed, "We're Ravenclaws. When it comes to studying, there's no early or late."

Gabriella looked at them, suspiciously, and Hailey could tell that she didn't buy it. "All right, I'm going down to the lobby and then I'm going to make breakfast when I get back." She walked out of the flat.

"Damn," Mandy whispered, sounding panicked. "She didn't believe us."

"If you want her to believe that you're up to no good, try to be less obvious about it." A male voice said from behind them, causing Mandy and Hailey to jump. Michael sat there, with a deadpan sort of look on his face, staring at the wall. The two girls turned to see that Michael's grandfather was standing in the hallway, dressed, and smiling at them, in a good-hearted way.

"We didn't know that you were there," Mandy said.

"I learned how to be quiet. It took a while before I started fooling my mother into believing that I wasn't sneaking out of the house to meet up with my friends," Michael's grandfather, Everett said. He clapped Michael on the shoulder. "And those stories that I have are for when all of you become older," he added before heading to the kitchen.

Mandy looked at Michael, "Your grandfather is cool." Michael just looked at her.

"And I meet your grandfather in one of those stories," Michael's grandmother, Adeline, said, coming out of Eva's room. "And I learned how to sneak out of my house, too. It took a while before my mum stopped standing in front of my window. That's how I know that my son was sneaking out of the house, too."

"I guess sneaking out runs in the family," Mandy said to Michael.

"My dad did?" Michael asked, sounding confused.

"He didn't tell you that?" Adeline asked, sounding puzzled.

"No," Michael said, but he was beginning to smile.

Hailey wondered how she can get Michael to smile more, since smiling suited him. She shook that thought off, because she couldn't be thinking about that right now, because she wasn't sure if Michael fancied her too. Sure he tried to kiss her on the cheek which led to them accidentally kissing and he proceeded to hide in the boys' dorm for the night, afterwards. She shook that thought off again, and told herself that it wasn't important at the moment.

Adeline and Everett returned with bottles of water. They headed to the door.

"Where are you going?" Mandy asked, confused.

"For our usual morning jog," Everett said.

Mandy, confused, asked, "Jog?"

"Yes," Adeline said. "Just because we're old, doesn't mean that we can't try to be in shape."

"I'm actually trying to get in shape, so I can outrun the Grim Reaper when he inevitably comes to claim my soul." Everett said and with that, they both left.

"Your grandfather is cool," Mandy repeated to Michael.

Hailey couldn't help to think that Ron did say that his dad could get tickets from work and invited her. Mandy said that her dad could get tickets since he worked at the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, so he can probably get tickets for Mandy, Michael, and Eva. Mandy's dad, Eric, didn't feel right if Eva was left behind, so he planned on getting an extra ticket for her. Eva, however, wasn't much of a Quidditch fan, because she thought it was to violent for her taste. Mandy, Michael, and Eva were supposed to join her with the Weasleys and Hailey knew that they were probably going to have to take the Knight Bus to the Burrow.

What fun, Hailey thought, remembering the trip to Mandy's house and over to Michael's flat. Mandy nearly ended up getting hot chocolate spilled on her lap, by the conductor, Stan Shunpike and Hailey had ended up falling backwards in her chair when the bus took off.

A/N: Originally Mandy was supposed to send Hailey cupcakes, but I was unsure if England had cupcakes, so I Googled it, and I was given fairy cakes instead.