DIVERSE DESTINIES; prologue

DIVERSE DESTINIES; prologue

Tempesta's Note:

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Congratulations, fellow Harry Potter fanatics. You get to read the prologue in this lovely new series, called "Diverse Destines". Yep, you got it. This is 100%, pure Tempesta and Temptress quality. Actually, not really. See we just got really bored and took our pencils to a steno pad and the result was the start of our story, and basically that's it. We don't have good grammar, or good spelling (my spellchecker is messed up and probably temporarily off-line. Anyone want to do it for me? Go for it, email us at temptress_and_tempesta@yahoo.com and let us know. Hah, I can see now how many hands that'll get.) Our spelling/grammar errors are results of the poor schooling in Montgomery County Public Schools, so shoot me. Now, enjoy and review. You know I'd do it for you...

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Temptress's Note

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My excuse for this lame story? Umm...boredom at Michelle's house. (Michelle would be Tempesta.) Hey, how come she got to go first when my names first in the email addy. Screwed up politics of the American System. Which is exactly why I wish I lived in England (no, seriously.) Anyway I can't spell, or do any punctuation so blame me and Michelle for that little mishap. Sorry, darlings and our spellchecker is broken so sucks for us! If you want to help, we'd appreciate it and we love reviews. I have a "theory" I developed here, If someone reviews our story, we'll review anything they have under their name because, that's fair. They took time out to read and review ours, let's show them the same courtesy. Thanks! and Enjoy!

Ginny :)'s note; Well, I do live in England, so some of the things I have spell checked will probebly have been changed to the UK way of spelling, sorry if you have a prob with that. ANYWAY, the only things I can take any credit for are spellchecking [badly. Did you know that the spellchecker dosn't have the word "Spellchecker" on it? :)], redoing punctuation [probably even worse], and adding approximately 1 new sentance to the original thing. And putting this on the net. Tempestra & Temptress did all the hard work. PLEASE R/R MY STORIES! I promise they're quite good... *puppy eyes* ^_^

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Welcome my friends to the show that never ends, it's magically rated so kids put your parents to bed. The characters Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, Lily Watson, Peter Pettigrew, and anyone else that she has claim too is J.K Rowlings, and she has them copywrited. We do not claim to have these characters under of résumé (if you want to see some of our early fics just ask=), point being she owns them and we do not. We do, however, own Corina Robbins, Ivy Krittion, Emerald (who I just noticed has nothing to do with emeralds and don't know why we chose to name her that.) and the first names of the families...hah. All dialogue represented in this fiction belongs to the T_and_T Production company, in which, we run. Thank you. Also question of the day...What was Lily Potters maiden name? Does anyone know or is it the same mystery as "Why do you have to wash dishes before you put them in the dish washer?" by the way; does that make sense to anyone else either? Oh and thank you Ginny :) because, you made this possible. Oh, I do love our long emails back and forward (BTW Temptress is writing the disclaimer, Temptress is me.) Last little thing, I love email so send, send, send! I will respond! Now, go read...please?

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Is this the beginning Starting the end?

Will we all become friends?

Each others wounds our time together shall mend.

Will we often find ourselves talking, and laughing in each others dens?

Is this how it all starts?

Is this really the begging, starting the end?

We will be eight friends.

Each others wounds our time together shall mend.

Talking and laughing

This is the begging of the end.

~*Lily*~

Mum and Dad told me to meet them outside the biggest building on the alleyway, Flourish and Botts at three thirty. We had happily discovered that the letter I received wasn't a practical joke. How wonderful? I get to go to a school in the depths of England and learn how to be a witch! My parents were getting my books, quills, ink and parchment while I was left to the task of trying on robes. Mum had entrusted me with about thirty coins called Galleons, or something like that. It was a wizard form of money, a task to get converted. If I needed more money they said they'd come back with me later. The only problem was, I didn't quiet know where I was going, this was after all my first time in Diagon Alley. I kept walking.

An incredibly odd thought hit me, what would Petunia think if she were here now? Petunia, my judgmental, nosy git of a sister. Oh, don't get me wrong I love her...she just sort of despises my existence. She locked herself in her room for hours when I got the letter. To tell you the truth I found that slightly amusing. I was getting a little peeved because, I couldn't figure out where I was going. No where had I seen a shop for robes. Walking down the corner a little longer I saw a rather pleasent- looking women and walked up to her.

"Miss could you please tell me the direction of a shop that sells robes?" I asked politely.

"First time at Hogwarts?" she asked smiling.

"Yes," I admitted. How'd she know? She smiled again.

"My son James is going there this year. He went with his father to find his friend Sirius and then I'm going to go with them to find what they need. Would you like to come with us?" she asked.

"I'd love to. Just I have to be back with my parents at three thirty." I said relived.

"Wonderful. Oh here they come now," she pointed to two boys being accompanied by two older men. The one boy had untidy black hair, he was tall and lanky. The other though probably only eleven was starting to develop muscles, longer black hair and was also just as tall. The two older men looked like older versions of the boys.

~*James*~

As I walked down the street with Sirius, Sirius's father "Uncle" Lucifer and my dad I was sublimely happy. Sirius and I were starting our first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, what could be better? I can tell you now, nothing tops this. Mum was waiting for us on the corner next to The Magical Menagerie, so we were going to find here and then go look for school supplies. I saw my mother, and she was standing next to someone else. A short girl with fiery red hair, she must be the same age as us, maybe younger. Was she lost?

"Taylene," Dad called to Mum. She waved at all of us and motioned for us to come over. We reached them and I noticed this girl had very bright, green eyes. She smiled, nervously at us.

"This is...I'm sorry dear, I didn't catch your name," Mum smiled down at the girl. The girl blushed, and then began to mumble something. "Sorry, dear what was that?" Mum prodded.

"Lily. Lily Watson," she finally stammered out.

"Well, nice to meet you Lily." Dad offered his hand to her. She took it, shaking nervously and returned the handshake. "That's Lucifer Black, his son Sirius and my son James."

"Hello Lily," Sirius's dad shook her hand. Lily smiled, a shaky smile.

"Hello," she stammered.

"What year are you in?" Sirius asked.

"I'm just starting," she answered.

"So are James and Sirius. By the way I'm Taylene Potter," Mum said, beaming at Sirius and I. "James, introduce yourself like a proper gentlemen."

"I'm James Potter. Pleased to make your acquaintance," it sounded rather put on, but I shook her hand anyway. A just rolled my eyes at Lily when my mum's back was turned. Mum didn't notice, and just as well really, so she looked simply delighted with my act of "welcoming".

"Well, dear I promised we'd show you to Madam Malkin's. The boys have to get robes also, so let's get on with it," Mum smiled again. "Come along, boys."

She and Lily walked slightly ahead of us. For some reason I couldn't take my eyes off Lily's back, her red hair was...enchanting. What am I saying? I'm eleven for crying out loud!

~*Sirius*~

I was having a great day. First, dad surprised me and told me he was going to buy me a broom. First years aren't supposed to have them so it'd have to stay at home while I was at Hogwarts, but it was broom nonetheless. Then we met James and "Uncle" Richie in Diagon Alley to go buy some stuff for Hogwarts. We were walking, talking about what else? Qudditch when we saw "Aunt" Tayelene and someone I'd never met before. From our conversation, well not just ours the adult's, too, I found out she would also be a first year. Someone prefect to play pranks on...hmm, interesting.

Anyway "Aunt" Taylene and her were walking ahead and something odd happened. At first the only thing James seemed to want to do was stare at that girls back, and then as if he noticed what he was doing did everything to avoid looking at her back. Odd, did my best friend discover girls when I wasn't looking? Please, God no! Spare him the pain!

"There's Madam Malkin's." James's Mum smiled at us. She headed us all into the little robes shop. Inside I saw some of the most detailed dress robes I'd ever seen. On another side were children's robes, I figured we'd be headed there.

"Okay, boys go with your fathers. Lily come with me, dear."

"OK, boys. The list said black with silver fastenings right?" Mr. Potter gazed uncertainly at the section we were looking at. "No, Uncle Richie. It was purple with bright orange fastenings," I joked. "Uncle" Richie laughed.

"Nice try, Sirius. It was black robes right, Lucifer?" he asked, eyeing my dad.

"No clue. Kassidy has the list at home. I'm pretty sure it's not orange and purple though" Dad smiled at me. Just then I heard yelling from the other end of the shop.

"JAKOB YOU LITTLE SNEAK GET BACK HERE!"

~*Corina*~

I ran inside the shop my youngest brother had just disappeared into. The little sneak stole my diary. I couldn't let him get away with that. I watched his silvery hair duck behind a rack of "1/2 off Robes". I ran at it, clawed into the robes when a hand snatched me from behind.

"Young Lady, contain yourself!" A harsh women's voice flooded through my brain.

"My brother just took my Diary and I'd be really happy to get it back. I can't do that very well when your letting him get away, now can I?" I snapped at the lady. She let go of me as Jakob stepped out. He handed me my diary and ran outside. I tried to run after him, but the women held her grip on my collar.

"Little Madam, you should have respect for your elders. That was not very elegant of a young lady," she tightened grip on my shoulder. "Where are you parents?"

"My mum's with my older brothers, and well my dad is with my younger brothers. I was trying to find my mother when that brat stole my diary and ran in here. Can I please go now?" I smiled, as innocently as possible.

"You, Child, will stay here. I'm going to find your parents," she turned to one of the other shop attendants. "Watch her, Drusilla. I'll be back in a second."

"Will do, Madam Malkin." A bright blue eyed, teenager stood looking at me. "Do you need new robes? Might as well get

'em fitted for yer."

I noticed now she had a slight accent, I just couldn't place it.

"Yes, that'd be nice," I smiled. At least this one didn't seem to care about my little outburst. Besides, I could have the robes fitted and when Mum got here, though she'd be upset and angry could get them for me and we could go home. She walked me to a section near the back where another girl and I guessed her mother were trying on robes.

"That one seems like a perfect fit," the women smiled at the girl. "Oh, Drusilla...isn't this one nice?"

"Yes it's lovely Mrs. Potter." She smiled and then turned to me. "Which school? Hogwarts I presume. Awfully long way to come from near Beauxbatons or Durmstrang."

"Hogwarts," I confirmed. She smiled and began to get out a measuring tape. Of course, not the typical muggle measuring tape, a magical one. I had experienced this before when I had to buy a dressrobe for Andrew (my eldest brother who was now 24) had his wedding. The tape wound itself around my waist, Drusilla recorded a measurement, the tape kept measuring everything of possible importance until it was done and Drusilla had recorded all of my measurements.

"Ah, you and Miss Watson are just about the same size. Try this on." She handed me a black robe with simple silver fastenings and I walked into the small dressing room and put it on. Looking in the mirror, I looked just as I had when I came inside except this robe was black not blue. I stepped out.

"Perfect fit, eh?" Drusilla asked as soon as I came out.

"It's nice." I agreed. She walked over to racks of robes she had and returned to me with several more. "Try these on and tell me which fits best. I'll be back in a second." She told me, as she walked over to where a group of two boys were standing with men who I presumed were their fathers.

~*Remus*~

I slipped out of the shop my parents were in, hoping to see some children my age to talk to. I didn't have many friends back home because of my... condition. Unfortunate, but I hoped Hogwarts would change all of that. The Headmaster, Professor Dumbeldore, had said it would be no problem for me each month when I underwent my transformations. They already knew what they were going to do and would fully explain it to me when I arrived there in one week.

I walked down the street, glancing at the married couples, children running around without a care in the world. I wish I didn't have a care in the world.

I spied Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions, and decided to see what was new in there. I constantly needed new robes, not exactly new, mostly used for during my transformations many of my robes were destroyed.

Inside I saw two boys standing with their fathers, a girl and her mother and another girl trying on robes. The boys and their fathers laughed about something, I wish I could be that carefree.

"Hello Remus," Drusilla smiled at me as I walked inside. I frequently saw her as I was in here more often then other wizards, presumably.

"Nice to see you Drusilla," she insisted I call her by her name not Miss Hulltersom, as was her full title.

"What can I do for you today?" she smiled at me. "You already got your robes for Hogwarts. I saw to that last week." "Just browsing while mother and father look in Apothicary." I answered.

"Drusilla, dear." The women I saw with her daughter called Drusilla over. She waved to me before walking to the pair. I walked over, as near as I dared anyway, to the fathers and sons.

"Hello, there." One of them said. The boys looked remarkably alike, both with black hair though ones was untidy and the others was longer. Both smiled at me.

"Hi." I said.

"I'm Sirius Black and this is James Potter. Who are you?" the one who had spoken asked me.

"I'm Remus Lupin." I replied.

"Nice to meet you Remus," the one named James smiled at me. "Starting Hogwarts this year?"

"Yes, and you?" I asked.

"Yeah, what house do you want to get into?" Sirius asked. "I especially like Gryffindor, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be bad." I smiled back for the first time.

"So long as I'm not in Stinking Slytherin." Sirius grinned. "I couldn't bare with the shame!"

"I really want to get into Gryffindor. That's supposed to be the best house. Plus, all of my relatives went there." James put in. Just then one of their fathers walked over.

"Hello." He smiled at me, then turned to both of them. "Come on, boys. Your mother is going to buy the robes and meet us in the Three Broomsticks after she sees Lily to her parents."

"Can Remus come too Dad?" James asked, happily. Never had anyone invited me to go anywhere. Most of the people in my village knew of my secret so they never approached me if they could help it.

"If it's all right with his parents I suppose so." The man answered smiling at all three of us.

"Can you Remus?" James asked me eagerly.

"Well, I have to find them. Their at Apothicary." I answered. Of course, I want to go with you more then anything. To have friends, how wonderful.

"We can stop there, it's sort of on the way." James's dad said.

And so we left Madam Malkin's as a group. James, Sirius and I began to talk about Quidditch as we walked. While, they argued over who was better Bulgaria or Ireland I was immersed in thought. Could I finally have friends? Would I be truly accepted? Is this...Is this what I've been waiting for all my life?

~*Peter*~

Mother and Father couldn't decide who would bring me to Diagon Alley so I was forced to go by myself. Mother and Father were always fighting now. I didn't know if it had to do with Dad finding out my Mother was a witch, or more the fact I was soon to be a wizard. Probably both.

I got the letter of acceptance from Hogwarts a few weeks ago. I was so happy, so was Mother and then Father had to ruin it all. He hit Mother, and then apologised. Then he asked her to explain it to him, he got mad and nearly took apart the table. Eventually he said I could go, only because he was sick of my whining. One situation when that ability comes in handy. Mother gave me the number for her Gringotts account and I went to Diagon Alley by myself.

Now, here I am sitting in the Three Broomsticks by myself when three boys walk in accompanied by two older men. How I wished that my father and I were part of that group. The boys laughing, and talking about my favourite sport, Qudditich. They all sat down at a table, the older men ordered them all butterbeer. They were all oblivious to the fact I was watching them intently. The boys started to talk about Hogwarts. They were entering First Year, too.

"Can I get you anything else?" The pub-manager asked me.

"No thank you." I said shakily. She grinned and walked away. I was left back, alone with my thoughts.

Then three faces appeared around me.

"Hello." They all same at the same time. It was the three boys I had been thinking about a few moments ago.

"Hi," I managed to stammer.

"I'm James Potter. That's Sirius Black and Remus Lupin." One of them smiled at me.

Smiled at me, when I had never had true friends before. Were they trying to be friendly? Or were they getting ready to put me down?

"I'm Peter." I answered quickly. They all nodded.

"We noticed you were all alone over here and we thought we'd invite you to join you to join us." The one who was named Remus Lupin told me. "Would you like to?" Like to? I'd love to! I couldn't believe my luck.

"Yes," I hoped I managed to say as normally as possible. I walked with them over to the table, the older men smiling. They introduced themselves as Richard Potter and Lucifer Black. We all began to drink our butterbear and talk about Hogwarts. I finally felt...and odd sense of belonging.

~*Emerald*~

"Come on, Emmie." my older sister Arika dragged me into Madam Malkins. "Mum told me I had to get you seven new robes and we do not have a lot of time. I have to meet Eric in thirty minutes."

She glared at me. Eric was her "secret" boyfriend. I only knew about him because, I accidentally walked in on them kissing. Not a sight I wished to see again...ever.

"All right. You know I'm perfectly capable of doing it myself. Give me the money, you and Eric can go do...what is it exactly your going to do?" I started. She glared at me so I continued on. "After your done meet me in the Three Broomsticks and then we can go home. Mum and Dad don't ever have to know."

"Did I mention your my favourite little sister?" she asked me. Truthfully, not lately, I thought. I smiled anyway as she handed me the sack of Galleons, Sickles and Knuts.

"Meet me there in an hour. No later, got it? And no wandering around."

"I understand. Have fun." I smiled, glad to see her retreating back.

"Can I help you?" a women asked me.

"Yes, I need robes for Hogwarts."

"You and ever other girl that walks through these doors. Come along, back here. I'm Drusilla by the way." She pointed me to the back.

A girl with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes was trying on some black robes. Along with another girl who had shinny black hair and unusual blue eyes. Some other women who I could only assume was ones mother stood watching as the girls tried on different sized robes.

"Hello." The redhead smiled at me.

"Hi." I said as I passed with Drusilla. She lead me over to where a measuring tape was floating in mid- air. She took my measurements and handed me a bunch of robes. After trying them on, they all fit perfectly. She took them up and I paid for them.

"Drusilla? Drusilla! Where is that blasted girl? I have her parents right here." The real Madam Malkin (I'd seen her in an advertisement for the Daily Prophet.), accompanied by two fuming parents walked towards us.

"Yikes!." The girl with black hair muttered, as she ducked behind the robes she had been going through.

"Corina..." Her father, I supposed, started. She slowly emerged from behind the robes. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Jakob stole my diary, honest, he did! It's just her problem he ran in here, and I tried to get him back. When has it been against the law to have privacy?" She sounded diplomatic, but scared.

The women who had been watching the girls try on robes began to laugh. "She did no harm, Madam Malkin. Really, now. She chased the young man in here to retrieve her diary, no harm done. She did not even knock over a display. I find it rather preposterous your reacting the way you are." She smiled, and winked at Corina.

"See, Daddy?"

"Preposterous? Hah, she disrupted my customers." Madam Malkin, still felt the urge to argue the issue. I smiled as the elder women laughed again.

"I was not disrupted. Were you Lily?" she turned to the redhead.

"Not at all." Lily grinned and she too winked at Corina.

"You see. Overreaction." The women continued. Madam Malkin, flushed red, opened her mouth to protest.

"I-I-I-I...I see what your trying to say Mrs. Potter. I shall not punish this young lady for actions that were certainly not her fault. Sorry for wasting your time Mr. and Mrs. Robbins." Madam Malkin finally grimaced. She glared at Corina, who was stifling laughs, and then walked into the back room of the shop.

"Thank you, Taylene." Mr.Robbins smiled at her.

"Not at all, Murray. Linda I haven't seen you since the last meeting, how are you?" Mrs. Potter smiled at both of Corina's parents.

"Stressed thanks to my daughter here. By the way that's Corina, I don't think you've ever met her." Mrs. Robbins smiled as she embraced Mrs. Potter. Mrs. Potter laughed.

"Would you care to come to the Three Broomsticks after Corina and Lily are done here? I must meet Richard in there." Mrs. Potter asked after shaking Mr. Robbins hand.

"I'd love to. Who's Lily?" Mrs. Robbins asked. "I was aware you had a son, but not a daughter."

"She's not my daughter, Linda. She's a sweet, young lady who I was helping get ready for Hogwarts." Mrs. Potter smiled at Lily. Then she turned to me, "And I don't believe we've met, dear. I'm Taylene Potter. That's Miss Lily Watson. Mr. and Mrs. Robbins and that is their daughter Corina."

"I'm Emerald Slopey." I smiled at all of them.

"Are you starting Hogwarts, as well?" Corina walked up to me, after handing her parents her robes. "Yes, and you?" I asked. I knew the answer, obviously yes. I still somehow felt obligated to ask.

"Yes,. I think Lily is too." She smiled.

"Yes, I am." Lily was now standing next to us.

"Lily dear, I'm afraid we're a little behind schedule. Come along, dear. I'll get you back to your parents."

Mrs. Potter glanced at her watch. Lily handed her a change purse, which I assumed was full of her money and the pile of robes.

"I'll get your things to Corina." Mr. Robbins smiled at his daughter. The parents all walked over where Madam Malkin was and began to pay for the robes.

"So what house to you want to get in?" Corina burst out.

"Houses?" Lily asked. I knew then that she wasn't a pureblood.

"You're a muggle-born?" Corina asked.

Upon seeing the look on Lily's face she explained.

"Your not witch or wizard born are you?"

"Oh, no. What are the houses?" Lily asked again.

"There's four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. My Mum and Dad were both in Ravenclaw, so I suppose I'll be happy there. I really want to be in Gryffindor though. How about you, Emerald?" Corina smiled.

"I haven't really thought about it. I suppose Ravenclaw would be fine. All my families been in Gryffindor, except my sister Arika. She's in her seventh year and in Hufflepuff. As long as I don't go into Slytherin, I'll be happy." I answered. Corina nodded her head when I talked about Slytherin.

"I agree. Slytherin is the worst!"

"What's wrong with Slytherin?" Lily asked eyeing us. She obviously hadn't heard about all the bad witches and wizards it produced. Arika was always complaining they used dark magic to win the Inter-House Championship and Qudditch Cup. "Well, Slytherin is... bad. It produces the most dark wizards and witches. Hardly anyone that is in Slytherin turns out to be a good witch or wizard. It's just bad." Corina explained to Lily.

"Oh, then I don't want to go there. I don't mind, which ever house I get in I just hope I do well." she smiled shyly.

"Don't worry about being a muggleborn. I mean, I'm a wizard born and I don't know much. My parents said I had to wait until Hogwarts to learn it." Corina confessed.

I didn't say anything, but I didn't have an advantage either. My parents felt the same way.

"Come along, Lily. I'll get you back to your parents." Mrs. Potter walked back over to us.

"I guess I'll see you all September First then. Bye." Lily called as she and Mrs. Potter walked out of the shop and down the street, out of sight.

"Come on Corina. We're going to meet the Potters and Lucifer Black for a drink." Mrs. Robbins called to Corina as she and her husband left the shop.

"Bye, then, I guess," Corina smiled.

"Nope. I have to meet my sister at the Three Broomsticks, I'm going with you." I smiled. She grinned back.

~*Ivy*~

I had been wandering the muggle streets of London for about an hour now. My bloodline of superiority did not often lower themselves to the ... of embarrassment of seeing these confounded muggles at work. I, an eleven year old girl, received whistles and cat calls from dunderhead construction workers. Agh! The irony of the situation! I was about to Curse them when I remembered the commotion it may cause, and did not want the Ministry of Magic swooping down barraging me about the underage law. So, I decided against it. Reluctantly, I might add.

I spotted the alleyway that would lead me to Diagon Alley and followed it. After floating through the magic barrier I stopped when I saw "it".

The girl from my dreams, the three adults around her went unnoticed. It had to be her. The red-hair, expressive emerald eyes. Yes, this was the girl from my premonition. Surely!

Most of my family had been Seers, except only the people in the family had known. I closed my eyes and briefly tried to remember the premonition I had, only the night before....

~*Ivy's Preminiton*~

I, or an older version of myself, with the same shimmery white blonde hair and violet eyes, was sitting with a group of three women at a fashionable pub. One had fiery red hair, deeply expressive green eyes and perfectly toned skin. The other had shinny black hair that shone like a raven's feathers and quiet uncommon blue eyes. The third cropped auburn hair and mischievously honey gold eyes. We had to be about thirty and the redhead was unmistakably pregnant.

"So have you and James decided on a name yet, Lily?" The auburn hair girl asked sipping on her beverage. I didn't know how, but her name came to me...Emerald.

"If it's a girl, we thought of Hope. If James has his way thought it'll be Harry for a boy." The redhead, Lily smiled, patting her overlarge belly with pride.

"As if we need more troublemakers! It scares me to think what Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs would to do a baby, James." I felt myself laugh, as did the other three. The one who said it's name came to me as well...Corina. I somehow knew she, more then all of us, would suffer, unbearable pain in the near future.

"Oh, there they are." I saw my own finger point to the window. I saw the shapes of four men, all with the same grim faces. Then the vision faded to darkness.

~*Ivy (Reality)*~

I opened my eyes again. The girl was no longer in my line of sight, but my senses told me to enter the pub where she had stood only moments before. I walked across the street and stopped when I heard a familiar laughter. Where I knew it from, I had no idea.

"Your hilarious, Emerald!" Cried a girl. I glanced across the street to where the voices, and familiar laughter had come from. I nearly fell to the ground, grasping the door handle of the pub for support was the only thing that kept me on my feet. Walking towards the pub was one of the girls from my dream. The one who was talking had the same raven hair and piercing blue eyes, only much younger. And didn't she just say Emerald? I saw the other girl she had been talking to. Auburn hair only down to her thigh, same honey gold eyes. No mistaking those two. While I had been thinking of this, they accompanied by two adults had gotten to a point where I could reach out and touch them,

"Are you Ivy Krittion?" One of the adults, the female, was eyeing me.

"Yes." I managed to choke out. I let go of the door handle. The two girls conversation had stopped. "I knew your mother, sweetheart. She was a wonderful women." The women smiled at me again. My mother had been dead for seven years. Although everyone said we looked alike, I had never known her. I had only one picture of us together, when I was four and cradled in her arms, it was fading with age.

"Thank you." That's the only thing I ever said to people who knew my mother. They all said the same thing. "How's your father and Sarah?" She asked. I didn't want to converse with her, I needed to speak to her daughters or the children who were with her.

"Papa's fine. Sarah's...well." I managed to mumble. I especially disliked my stepmother Sarah, who I knew would rather have married my father if I had not been in the deal. The women smiled at me.

"That's wonderful to here, dear. Would you care to join us for a drink? Perhaps some butterbeer?" She asked me. I loved butterbeer, I hadn't had any of a while. I tried to get some last week when Sarah took me here to buy robes and supplies for Hogwarts. She refused, as I expected her too. Not only would I get some of the wonderful wizard drink, I could talk with the girls.

"I'd love too." I smiled, sweetly. "That's Corina Robbins, my daughter. And that's Emerald. They are both starting Hogwarts this year, as I believe are you." she said leading us all inside the Three Broomsticks.

"Hello." Emerald, Corina and I said at the same time. The women, I still did not know and did not have a name, lead us to a table. Her husband, I can only assume, went to the bar to order the drinks.

"BULGARIA HAS TALABOT! ARE YOU MAD, JAMES? HE COULD FLY CIRCLES AROUND DONAVAN!" A boy with past shoulder length black hair was yelling.

"Sirius sit down." Came a women's voice. I couldn't help, curious, I looked over to the table where the noise had come from. I saw two older women, three older men, the boy who yelled, another boy who had untidy black hair, a sandy hared boy, a rat-faced putrid boy, and the redheaded girl.

"Sorry Aunt Taylene." The boy was saying.

"Oh look Linda! Murray come here, will you?" The women called, noticing us and she looked around the pub. "Come along girls." The women who spoke earlier told us. We did as instructed and walked over to the table.

"Hello. Oh my, is this Morgana's daughter?" The other women asked. The women, who had taken me into the pub nodded. A smile passed over the women's face as she continued to talk.

"Oh, child. You look just like your mother."

"Thank you." I said as our drinks were placed in front of us.

"You know what I just noticed?" One of the older men asked no one in particular. "All of these children are starting Hogwarts this year. Isn't that odd?"

"Lucifer, you have once again astounded us with your intellect." The other man smiled.

"Lucifer" punched him playfully in the arm.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear. I'm Taylene Potter. That is my husband, Richard ," she pointed to the man who had just spoken. "That's Lucifer Black." she pointed to the other man. "You know Richard and Murray Robbins." she pointed to the couple who brought me into the pub. "Marina and Travis Watson." she pointed to people who looked like they might be the redheads parents. "Children, introduce yourselves."

"I'm James Potter." The boy with untidy hair smiled. "Pleased to meet you."

"Sirius Black." The boy who was yelling earlier smiled and bowed. "Mischief Maker, Extraordinare!."

I laughed.

"Remus Lupin." The sandy hared boy smiled.

"Peter...Pettigrew." The little rat-faced boy stuttered.

"Lily Watson. How do you do?" The redhead smiled at me.

"I'm fine, and you?" I asked.

"Wonderful." She answered.

"I'm Corina Robbins." Of course, I already knew this. I didn't say anything, just nodded.

"I guess I'm last. My name is Emerald Slopey." She flashed her honey-coloured eyes.

"Hello." I said to all of them as I sipped on my butterbeer.

"Do you guys like Qudditch?" Sirius asked the girls.

"Yes, I love it!" Corina smiled. "It's one of the best wizarding sports. I'd be a git if I didn't!" Emerald answered.

"I love it. Though the beaters from Russia are horrid." I commented. Lily was staring at all of us dumbstruck.

"Qudditich?" She asked timidly. The boys, with help from Richard Potter, Lucifer Black and Murray Robbins, explained the concept of Qudditich to Lily rather well.

"OK, I see." She said when they were done. Suddenly, she glanced at her watch."Oh no! It's quater to four! I said I'd meet my mum and dad at three thirty! I really have to go!" she stood up haurriedly "Sorry, but I'll already be in trouble, and I really can't stay to chat!"

"OK, bye Lily. See you on the Hogwarts Express!"

She ran off, clutching the package containing her robes to her chest. She reached the doorway, when she dropped the fold of black and silver material onto the floor.

"Oh, crimmens! Of all the dratted-" she muttered to herself, as James and Sirius helped her pick them up "Well, bye!" She ran off again, this time, with more success. I heard several boys who were also in The Three Broomsticks, snigger. Stupid idiots.

"EMMIE!" a girl called over the crowd of boys, now at the door. "Come on, Emmie we have to go." She said when she reached the table, grabbing Emerald by the arm.

"Well, I've got to go now. Bye." Emerald called as she walked out the door.

"We'll meet you next Sunday at the Hogwarts Express. Bye!" Corina called as Emerald walked out the door.

"We'd best be going too," Taylene Potter nodded to her husband and son. "Farewell."

"Bye, see you all September First." James called as they too left the Three Broomsticks. "Come on Sirius. We've got to go before your mother wallops me in the head with a broomstick for being late."

Lucifer Black tapped his son on the shoulder.

"Bye Remus. Bye Peter. Bye Corina. Bye Ivy." Sirius yelled over his shoulder as they also departed.

"Well, Corina. It's our turn to leave I'm afraid...bye." Mrs. Robbins smiled at her daughter.

"See you next Sunday." Corina flashed a smile at me.

"Bye." I smiled back.

"Well good-bye Remus. Nice to meet you Ivy." Peter called as he walked out the door.

Remus turned to me and smiled.

"Where do you have to go?" He asked.

"No where really. I just came back here because, I was really bored at home." I said.

"Well, would you like me to walk you to the barrier? it's not that far, but..." He asked.

"Sure." I smiled. Together we walked out the door and down the narrow street. We stopped briefly at the entrance to the barrier.

"Well, I guess I'll see you on September First. Good-bye, Ivy." He winked at me as he walked away.

"See you then, Remus." I said as I stepped through the barrier.

I walked up the streets of muggle London smiling, for I knew Hogwarts was going to be an adventure. I didn't need to be a Seer to tell that...

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