Chapter One: Meeting the Famous Albus Dumbledore.

I breathed in deeply and shuddered slightly, my breath hitching as I tried to keep from crying.

Harry. He was the only constant thing in my life. And I missed him terribly. He went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for nine months every year, leaving me here, all alone. When I was four, my father and I had been in a severe car crash, a tractor trail smashing into his side. I awoke in the hospital two weeks later to find out that he had been pronounced dead on the scene, and that I was blind. It took me tow years to deal with my blindness and to learn how to read brail. By the time I was settled into my new life, mother had started to date a man names John Handel. On January 2, him and my mother were married, and the next thing I knew, I was moving to a knew house and a new school in Little Whinging, Surrey where I met Harry. We hit it off immediately.

We had been friends for a year, when I had found out his secret. A secret that I promised I would try my hardest to keep.

Harry was a vampire. He had been bitten when he was four, and had been living as a vampire in secret. It was then that I had told him my secret. I was a High elf. A Royal at that, as my father had been the crown prince, and he had married my mother, making them King Emanuel and Queen Anamika Ancalimë. They had had me three years later. I was Princess Andromeda Ancalimë. But our world had not been safe. There was a war going on between the Dark and Light Elves. My father and mother had smuggled me out of the country with them, and we had lived in the human world, only sending letters to the two people we trusted, my godfather, Maeglin Telemnar and my godmother, his wife, Eámanë Telemnar. We had disguised our names as Christenson, which was the equivalent in the human world. And had lived our lives normally, until my father had died.

It was another two years before Harry and I were inseparable. But one night, I had been walking, and had gotten lost. A person came up and started to beat me up, and when they were done, they stole the little money I had and ran off.

Harry did the only logical thing he could think of. He made me a vampire. But something went wrong, and instead of a full vampire like he was, I became part elf and part vampire. After that, Harry and I had been able to speak telepathically. We were closer than ever before.

When he had become eleven, we had been so excited to learn of the magical world, and he had promised that he would send me letters. And he had. He sent letters every week, detailing his days at Hogwarts. But this year had been different. It was right after he had gotten his godfather back, and I thought that his fourth year would be wonderful. We had, of course, not mentioned to anyone that he was a vampire, though I had heard from him earlier in the year that his friends had figured it out, and he had told them all about me and our friendship. But I was worried, he hadn't sent me a letter in a while and the last I had heard, he had saved Ron from drowning in the Lake. But he hadn't written me at all after that.

Hopefully nothing bad has happened. But with his luck, it probably did.

BOOM!!!

I jumped as the sky thundered. Then sighed as it started to pour. Only I could get caught in the park on a beautiful day, in an unexpected storm. I hadn't even noticed that it was getting cloudy. Damn weather.

I stood up and started to walk through the flooded grounds of the park, mud sloshing disgustingly in my sneakers, to the street. My clothes were stuck to my skinny form like a second piece of skin, and my hair had come undone and was plastered to my head, neck and back. But I only had four houses to go until I got to the Dursley's.

I walked up the path and onto the porch and rang the doorbell as I slowly made a puddle around me. After a few minutes I rang it again. I waited, and waited, and waited. I finally looked at my watch, it read 12:45 PM. I had stood out there for and hour and a half. I pushed the bell repeatedly, until Harry came and opened the door quickly, a whoosh of warm air going past me.

"Will you let me in?" I asked. He looked at me, shook his head to clear it, and then yelped.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he asked as he wrapped a towel around me and led me upstairs and into the bathroom. "I'll be right back, you can get in the shower." I nodded and did that, sighing as I stepped into the steaming hot water.

I heard him come back in; setting a pile of his clothes on the toilet with a clean towel, and then run to the dryer to dry my clothes. I stepped out and dried off. Then put on the boxer shorts, and a big button up t-shirt. I stuffed the thick socks on my feet and braided my hair, and then I went into Harry's room and sat on his bed next to him, sipping my hot chocolate.

We were silent for a while, and then Harry spoke up. "Is it my fault that he's dead?"

My head spun around fast at that and I swore I heard a crack come from my neck. "What?! Who's dead?"

"Oh, I forgot, you don't listen to wizard news." And then he began the hour long story of what had happened after the second task. After he finished he repeated, "Is it my fault that he's dead?"

I shook my head. "No, it's not Ry. The person responsible is Voldemort and maybe Pettigrew too! But it was never your fault."

I saw tears come to his eyes as he wailed, "But I suggested that we take it together, and that killed him!"

"No! You didn't do anything wrong. You were just being the descent human being that you are!! Was it your fault your parents died?" He shook his head, "Was it your fault that Sirius was put into Azkaban?" He shook his head. "Then believe me when I say that the only person at fault here is Voldemort and Pettigrew."

He sighed, sniffling slightly, "I'll try."

I nodded stiffly. "Good!"

We talked for a little while after that, somehow finding ourselves lying down, and soon after we fell asleep.

CRUNCH!!

I jumped. I looked at Harry in confusion, and saw his eyes widen.

"You have to go! It's the Dursley's!"

I felt my own eyes widen as Harry ran to get my clothes. I picked up my now clean and dry sneakers and shoved them on, and then put my jeans and shirt on over the boxers and hugged Harry goodbye as the front door opened.

"I'll see you later Harry! Stop by anytime okay, you still have that key right?" When he nodded I replied "Good night." And climbed on the windowsill as I heard the heavy footsteps of his Uncle on the landing of the stairs, slowly making his way to Harry's door. I jumped onto the tree limp, and jumped to the ground just in time, as Vernon opened the door.

"What are you doing boy? Standing looking out the window like some kind of freak?"

I shook my head and ran down the street, never noticing someone following me.

Kingsley and Tonks watched as a girl climbed out of Harry's window, looking like she did it all the time, seconds before his uncle came into the room. Kingsley left to inform Dumbledore of this, while Tonks followed silently, for once, after the girl to her apartment a few blocks away.
(Two Nights Later)

Tonks looked at the young woman in front of her. She was tall, around 5' 9''. She was slim; obviously going to the gym, yet still was curvy. She had pointed ears, with an earring at the top left one, and her hair went to the mid-back and was a curly chocolate brown color. Her eyes were a lavender/gray color and she wore jeans that had many holes in them, obvious that they had been worn a lot, with one of Harry's button-down t-shirts. She had a necklace with three rings on it. One was a beautiful engagement ring, with a slightly bigger diamond than average, and a silver band. And the wedding rings were silver with words engraved on them.

Tonks stood up and followed the girl as she headed for the Dursley's.

She sure hoped that Dumbledore would be there when they got there, because they needed to find out who this girl was.

I walked up to the front door, after checking to make sure the Dursley's were gone, and rang the doorbell, only having to wait a few seconds for Harry to open the door, looking extremely better than last night. He pulled me in roughly saying, "We've got a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Dumbledore found out about you, and is going to be coming here any sec…" Before he could finish his sentence there was a loud knock at the door. Harry shared a look with me and then opened the door to see Dumbledore standing there.

"Hello Harry! I see you have a new friend. Please, introduce us!"

I sighed. This was going to be a long day.

I looked over at Harry, and my eyes widened as I saw his eyes narrow, and felt an unusual anger from him aimed at the Headmaster.

"This is Andromeda Christenson, sir." Harry replied stiffly, his beautiful emerald green eyes darkening in his anger.

"Well, Ms. Christenson, may I see your left forearm?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling in that annoying way that Harry had told me about.

I looked at Harry confused, and then shrugged and rolled up my shirt sleeve to show a smooth forearm.

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully and then prodded it with his wand, causing me to draw back quickly, looking at him in suspicion. "What'd you do?"

He just smiled slightly, the twinkle getting brighter, and said "Well, may I see your wand Miss?"

I felt my anger rise, and folded my arms, snapping, "I don't have a wand you freak! I'm a muggle."

His eyes twinkled even more! "Well, I believe you'll just have to come to Hogwarts anyway, since Voldemort probably knows about you, you should go home and pack your things. And Harry," He said as he turned to him. "Go pack also, you'll be leaving for Sirius' in a half-hour." Harry just nodded angrily. I looked at him for an answer to what was going on, but he just looked away, so I walked over to the door and left, slamming it on my way out.

"Harry, what the bloody hell is going on?" I asked as I stood, folding clothes for him to put in his trunk, my backpack with all my things setting on the floor next to me.

"Apparently, Dumbledore is going to keep meddling in my life." He replied coldly, eyes glowing in his rage.

I sighed and then threw my hands up in frustration. "UGH! I hate folding and packing manually. It never ends!!" I looked at him, and saw that his eyes were glowing in amusement at me, his previous anger forgotten. "Enough with this make sure no one is looking." I said angrily, and watched at he looked out the window. He nodded to me and then I waved my hand and all of his things flew neatly into his trunk, it shutting and then locking. I hopped up and grabbed my bags, pulling them onto my shoulders.

"Okay, we're ready to go!!" Harry said happily as we descended down the stairs, although there was an icy tone under the happiness.

I rolled my eyes and followed after his bouncing body. We took hold of the shoe, which was a disgusting choice for traveling, and were whisked away.

THUD!!

I groaned and sat up, looking over to Harry, who was on the ground as well. Why, why couldn't they travel like muggles did? It was so much easier, and less painful.

I stood up, and grabbed my things. The house we were in was not a house you would want to live in. It was covered in dust, and there was all sorts of dark things on the walls. I looked over to Harry and he shrugged, answering my question of where we were.

I opened my mouth to suggest we find our rooms, when a woman with spiky hot pink hair came through the door, tripping over the disgusting umbrella stand.

A set of curtains on the wall across from us flew open and the portrait started to scream. "FILTH! SCUM! BY-PRODUCTS OF DIRT AND VILENESS! HALF-BREEDS, MUTANTS, FREAKS, BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHER-"

Before the wretched old woman could start screaming again, a man with shoulder length black hair and gray eyes came out of a room and shut the curtains with a swift pull. When he turned around, he saw Harry, and a smile lit up his entire face, making him look ten years younger.

"Sirius!!" Harry exclaimed loudly, and then rushed up to hug him. I smiled. So this was Sirius. I had heard a lot about him, and it was finally nice to put a face to the man I had heard of. Harry cut off his hug, and steered Sirius over to me. "Sirius, this is Andromeda Christenson, Mia, this is Sirius Black." Sirius stared at me, and then stuck out his hand in a greeting.

I smiled and shook his hand. "Please, just call me Andy. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you." He smiled and replied likewise.

A short, plump woman with fiery red hair came out, of what I presumed was a kitchen, took one look at Harry and pulled him into a fierce hug. "Oh Harry dear, its so good to see you. Come on, you must be hungry." And with that led Harry into the kitchen.

I looked at Sirius, and shrugged, and then followed after them, never noticing the confused look that Sirius was giving me, or the twinkling in Albus' eyes as he refused to tell him who I was.

Also, I have no idea who I should pair with who, althoug it is going to be a Harry and Mia, so i'm going to have a poll. Here are some of my ideas:

DracoHermione

DracoGinny

RonHermione

RonLuna

BlaiseGinny

HermioneOC

RonOC

Pleae tell me what you think!!