Discalimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters.

A/N: This is my first HP Fanfic my third fanfic story. I feel that the begging is sorta lame, but I also didn't know how to start the story. The most important thing you the readers need to know is that this story takes places at Hogwarts the year before Harry gets there. There will be references to Harry. and please give me a reveiw w/your opion.

Deadly Disease By: StoryDreamer

"Hello there Cedar. How has your summer gone?" jeered a young man at the front of a group of other teenagers. He was cornering Cedar Ames a young girl of fourteen into a brick wall at a playground in a very small park that no one really went to in the first place. Cedar had dirty blond hair that was just of her shoulders.

"Fine," replied Cedar.

"Fine, that's all. Oh and then you go back to that boarding school of yours, don't you?" he jeered again.

"Yes," Cedar attempted to remain calm, but she knew what was coming. These kids were the neighborhood bullies and she had gone to school with them until she had received a letter informing her she had been accepted at another school. It was now only in the summer she ever saw these kids and she was happy that it was that way.

"What's today Melanie?" the young man asked a girl behind him.

"I don't know the exact date, but today is Tree Girls birthday," the girl remarked with a wicked tone.

"Ahhh yes. How old are you Cedar, two?" the young man jeered again and then pushed her against the wall.

"Fourteen thank you very much. Now can you leave me alone," She said and attempted to get around the young man and his comrades.

"What for? This is too much fun."

As Cedar got around the guy he pushed her. She fell forward and landed face first on to the pavement of the basketball court. The basketball she had been holding slipped from her hands and rolled of the court into the grass. She pushed herself up so that she was kneeling there. She stared at the pavement as she watched the drops of blood hit it. She wanted to defend herself more then anything, but knew she was not match for them. She got to her feet and walked to the edge of the court and picked up the basketball. She had been practicing with it everyday all summer. She started to dribble it on the pavement and then held there and decided it was best if she just left for the rest of the day. "Where are you going Tree Girl," yelled Melanie.

Cedar had, had it with this. She turned around and tossed the ball at the group. The ball zoomed in fast drawing closer to them. It entered the group and hit Melanie in the head. It bounced on the ground and rolled back towards Cedar's feet. "Stop calling me Tree Girl. I'm a person too you know," she yelled at the group of bullies. Their mouths were open with shock they were not expecting this from Cedar who was usually quiet and shy and completely nervous to talk to them.

Cedar picked up the ball and walked of towards her home. Her dad would be there. He was taking the time of this week to help her get prepared for a new year. She was also very excited that her father would finally get to meet her best friend at her school. Her father had agreed that for the last week of summer vacation she would be able to stay with her friend as long as the parents were around. Her father was a very loving person and tended to over protective of her sense the loss of his wife. Cedar opened the front door and greeted her father as she called through the house, "Dad, I'm home."

Cedar felt hot and sticky after her practice. She felt the blood from her mouth drying, all she wanted was a quick shower. Her dad came into the entry way to greet her. "Hey hon," he said. He then saw her face and took it his hands, "Honey what happened to your face"

"Martin and his gang is what happened," she said ans set the basketball on the floor by the entry way table. "I'm going to take a quick shower. I'll be back down after that."

Cedar headed back down with in fifteen minutes. She stopped at the top of stairs when she saw who was at the bottom, "Oliver!"

She quickly raced down the stairs as he turned at the sound of her voice. He was quickly enveloped in a small and quick hug from her. She pulled out and looked up at him. He was taller then her, in fact he was taller then most fourteen year old boys. "You're early," said Cedar.

"Do you not want me here?" asked Oliver his warm Scottish voice hit her ears.

"Of course, I just wasn't expecting you this early, where are your parents?"

"They're in the living room talking to your dad. What's his name again?" asked Oliver.

"Henry, come on help me get my stuff from under the stairs."

Cedar and Oliver had moved her stuff to the front door and then headed to the living room. "I am grateful for you letting my daughter stay with you till she starts school, but I need to know that she will be safe,"

"We guarantee no harm will come to her under are watch Mr. Ames," said a middle aged woman.

"Are you sure?" asked Henry.

"Most positive," said a middle aged man.

"Well here they are now," said the woman.

Oliver stepped forward and made introductions, "Mom, dad this is Cedar Ames. Cedar this my mother and father Alaina and Orville Wood,"

"Nice to meet Mr. and Mrs. Wood," replied Cedar and shook hands with Oliver's parents.

"Why thank you dear is a pleasure to meet you. Now it's not only Quidditch he talks about-," said Alaina.

"MOM!"

"Oh, sorry Oliver dear," Alaina replied.

"Well it was nice meeting Mr. Ames, but we better get going. We have to get the kids there new school supplies. Cedar is your trunk ready?"

"Yes, it's by the door."

"Okay I'll get your stuff and put it by the curb. Sense you two can't apparate and we can't use floo powder here. I won't be surprised if the Knight Bus shows up," said Orville.

"Ahh dad, I thought you said that the Knight Bus was-," said Oliver.

"Of course, your right I guess that you two will have hold on tight to us, so we can apparate you to our home and then tomorrow we can go to Diagon Alley," said Orville.

The group went over to Cedar's belongings and Orville took it. He quickly shrunk her luggage and put it his coat pocket. Oliver went over to his father and Alaina began to beckon Cedar to come her way. Cedar was completely nervous she slowly walked over to Oliver's mother and when she was in reaching distance, Alaina pulled Cedar into what felt like tight hug. An feeling came over Cedar she couldn't describe. She had known about the wizarding world for going on four years now ans still didn't know everything about it. The next thing she knew they were in a very warm and comfortable looking living room. "Wow!" said Cedar under her breath scanning the living room. She saw Oliver and his dad come in from the kitchen.

"Cedar, I enlarged your luggage again and put it the guest room alright, I'm sure Oliver will show you the way," said Orville.

"Wait amount dear," said Alaina as Oliver Cedar started to head upstairs. "Have you eaten dinner?" asked Alaina.

"No I haven't Mrs. Wood," replied Cedar.

"Okay I'll make dinner it should be ready within the hour and Cedar dear please you can call me Alaina, that Mrs. Wood stuff makes me feel old."

"Um okay, I'll see you at dinner then," said Cedar.

Cedar and Oliver reached the top of the flight of stairs, "Sorry about my parents they can be a little weird a lot of the time," said Oliver as they walked down the hall

"That's okay. My dad's a little over protective. Ever sense my... well uh you know.. my mom was killed," replied Cedar.

Cedar had a hard time talking about her mom, she had been murdered in their house after her and her father went out on airings. Someone had broke into the house thinking no one was home and when they discovered the home was occupied they gave her mother no mercy. It was hard for Cedar to talk about her because her mother never really approved of her being a witch and had died still believing it was preposterous. Sometimes Cedar felt like her father may blame her for what happened to his wife, but knew that he didn't disapprove of who she was.

The two reached the end of the hall. Oliver opened the door to the left. "So this is the guest room you'll be staying in tonight. The plan is that we stay here tonight and then after getting are supplies at Diagon Alley tomorrow then we'll stay at The Leaky Cauldron till September first when we'll go to King's Cross to get on the Hogwarts' Express," explained Oliver.

"That sounds good," replied Cedar.

"Children, dinner will be ready in a few moments. wash up," came the voice of Alaina from downstairs.

They both washed their hand quickly then went down stairs. The silverware was already set on the table and the plates were filled with delicious looking food. She never really got to eat a lot when she stayed withe her dad, he wasn't exactly the richest person. Alaina turned to the kids with cups floating in front of her, "Well sit down dears," she said as the cups went zooming to each place at the table.

Cedar and Oliver quickly took their seats as Orville came on a took a seat at the head of the table and Alaina took a seat at the other head. They all started to eat except Cedar. She had never seen this much food at one time sense Hogwarts. She didn't know what to think. "Go ahead Cedar," said Orville.

Cedar came out of her trance and gave Orville a small smile and slowly started to eat. "So, Cedar. I get the impression that your father's a muggle," said Alaina.

"Your right, he is a muggle," replied Cedar.

"Oh, and how about your mother is she a witch?" asked Alaina.

"Aaahhh," Cedar looked across the table at Oliver and then turned to Alaina. "She was a muggle too."

"Oh, so your muggle-born?"

"Correct."

"Well that is splendid. Sorry we picked you up sooner then expected, but Oliver said it was your birthday and you never really celebrated it at your house, so we decided to give you a little something," said Alaina.

Cedar understood now why the dinner was so big. It was suppose to be her birthday dinner. "Thank you," was all Cedar could reply with.

Dinner was finished some time after the conversation and it was well in to the night. Cedar and Oliver helped Alaina clean up and then headed upstairs. "Why did you do that. I don't need to be treated with something as big as that. It's just my birthday. You know I just like to spend time with my friends and family and that's all I need," said Cedar.

"Sorry, that's my parents getting carried away. I told them they shouldn't do it, but once my mom get's her mind set on something you can't change her mind," replied Oliver.

"But still it's just to overwhelming."

"I know. I got you a present, but we are going to get it tomorrow in Diagon Alley. I'll only tell you it's something you've always wanted, so don't ask me questions because I'm not going to tell you," said Oliver as they stopped in front of the door leading into the room Cedar was staying in.

"Tease."

"I am not."

She began to enter her room and Oliver to his when he turned around, "Oh, Cedar, I forgot to tell you. Charlie wants to talk to us on the train on the way to Hogwarts about the team, seeing as we need two more chasers and our beaters. Unless your thinking about not being on the team this year," said Oliver.

"Of course I want to play this year,"

"Well okay than. Good night," replied Oliver.

"Good night."

They went to there rooms and within minutes the Wood house fell quiet.