Prologue

Dark shapes danced around each other in the haze. Colours were flashing everywhere. Red. A sound of someone hitting the ground rang over the expanse of land. Green. A cry of agony echoed through the night. Rain was beating down hard against the cold ground, mercilessly. The smell of blood and tears filled the vile air. A little child was crying off in the distance.

A girl looked around the corner of a tall building. Her clothes were soaking wet from the rain and she had a wand in her shaking hand. She was staring anxiously at one particular group, further in the alley. There were two men that had cornered a small woman. The pale girl's heart skipped a beat as a green light flashed through the area and the woman collapsed to the ground. Tears formed in the girl's eyes as she shrank to the ground, sliding her back against the brick wall.

Suddenly, a cry of pain and several more of confusion came from the perimeter of the circle. The girl spun her head around only to see that a group of about a dozen people had gathered. They were different from the people inside the circle. These people weren't wearing the black robes of the other group. Some of these people were crying. Others were trying to run away, only to get hit by a green-coloured bolt themselves. These people were defenceless. Just like the child whose cry kept escalating with the commotion.

A dark laugh escaped the girls throat as she saw one of the men she had seen before fall to the ground with a thud. That is exactly what he deserves. She glanced around at the now dead Muggles and felt a small twinge of guilt. This battle was entirely her fault. She was the one that couldn't keep her mouth shut. The girl only had a seconds notice before a bolt of red shot passed her face.

She looked around only to see a pair of women running towards her, their wands pointed right at her face. The girl jumped up but she wasn't quick enough as a strange bolt hit her chest. The pain seared through her body as she collapsed to the ground. She looked up at the two women sneering at her. One was short and plump while the other was rather severe looking. The short woman crouched down beside the girl and put her wand to her neck.

"It's amazing how long they've kept you hidden," she hissed, "but here you are! Defenceless!"

The other woman started to laugh and kneeled down beside the young girl. "Don't worry. It'll all be over soon," she said as she lifted her wand and shot a white bolt at the girl.

The girl felt as though someone had smashed her over the head with a brick. Her head throbbed until she felt her consciousness slipping away. The women's laughter was the last thing she heard.

The colourful display of dark spells started to fade slowly from the girls head along with the faces of the two women. White light shone brightly around the new silent area. The scene had changed. The once dark alley had now become a big bright meadow with tall grass and a vibrant sky. The scent of flowers flowed through the gentle breeze and towards the chirping birds in a nearby tree. The girl felt herself floating over the expansive land. I must be dead, the girl thought, before blackness engulfed her.