A/N: HELLO, FRIENDS. I have Chapter 1~ It's not THAT different, but there's a little change. R&R~
Chapter 1

A woman with long, black hair hugs me with a smile. Her face is blurred, faded. "It's your first day, sweetie!" A little boy pouts, his face a little clearer than the woman's.

"Not fair! I want to go now!" he says.

A man with messy, dark hair hugs the little boy. "Don't worry, son. You'll be going next year." His son is still upset.

"Bye!" The man's son waves at me as I board the train.

Like skipping tracks, the entire image blurs. I stand at the stairs of what appears to be the Gryffindor common room. "Evans! Go out with me!" a teenage boy with black hair proposes to a girl with flaming waves.

"No, James! How many times do I have to say this? You've been bothering for me about this for five years! Give it a rest!" Her long, red hair whips around as she angrily stomped up the stairs, past me.

"Can you tell your br-"

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

I groaned. The dream flew away from my grasp, like every other time. I've been having this dream repeatedly. I never get farther than this. Something tells me that it unlocks something. But, it's always something. I'm never sure. Letting the dream go once again, I mutter to myself,"Damn. Why do I have to get up at five in the morning?" I rolled over to turn off my alarm when I fell off my bed. Cursing, I threw my sheets back onto the bed and flicked my wand at my alarm, silencing it. I sighed in relief and trudged to the bathroom.

I splashed water on my face, trying to wake myself up a bit. My bathroom was simple. White tiles and white paint. The shower had white tiles with a swirly transparent blue threading through it. It kind of looked like wisps of smoke. On my sink, I had my toothbrush and toothpaste, like normal people. I have no idea why I'm telling you about my bathroom. Anyways, I did my daily routine. When I finally cracked open my eyes, my hair just... I can't even tell you how horrible it looked. I was tempted to just grab my wand and straighten the hell out of it, but I just tied it up into a sloppy ponytail. Eh, I'll deal with it later.I headed out to my kitchen of my flat.

I walked into my flat, yawning. The small living room was painted a light blue, but everything else, except my room, was painted white. My room was a champagne gold with a scarlet trim. True Gryffindor. I had a black, three person sofa and a love chair facing a TV. There was a coffee table next to the sofa, carrying a couple of books and a bamboo plant my mum got me. In the middle of my living room, an Iris Message was waiting.

"From Anastasia Chloe Monroe," a female voice informed. Stacey's face appeared, a smile across her face.

"Hey, Stacey! What's up?" Stacey was the daughter of the Goddess of Rainbows, Iris. That allowed her to not need to add more drachmas for longer IMs. She had long, brown hair that cascaded down in waves. Her eyes were hazel with hints of gold that sparkled. She could have any kind of hair color and eye color, being Iris' daughter, but she liked this look the best.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that your brother found his mom."

"Oh, he's back? Thank Mer— the gods! I'm glad Percy's okay." Percy Jackson was my 13 year old brother. Recently, I found out that he was my half brother. He looked a bit like me. Green eyes and black hair. "And how are you? You're healthy, right?"

Stacey sighed. "Yes, Melaina! I'm fine! You really need to stop beating yourself up over that!"

"But, you could have died! And, it would have been my fault. You got hurt, and it was all my fault."

"Mel, it was over five years ago! You were 16, and you were fighting off a monster yourself! Stop being so stupid! It's been five years already. You are 21 now. Stop beating yourself up. And, besides, I wasn't permanently damaged! Just a small scar."

My left eye twitched. "A small scar? It stretches to the beginning of your rib cage to your left hip!"

Stacey gave a small yawn. I checked my watch quickly and noticed it was 5:27 AM, almost time for me to go to work. "Stacey, I need to go to work. Go to sleep, it must be 12 over in New York. Talk to you later!" I waved a hand through the rainbow and popped a piece of bread into my toaster.

Walking back to my room, I yawned. Being an Auror is tiring,I thought. I put on casual dark blue robes. Under, I just had some Muggle clothes, but no one needs to know that.

I heard my toaster ding, so I went back to eat my breakfast. Now that I have some time, I'm going to clear some things up for you. Yes, I am a witch. I went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I graduated and began training as an Auror. I finished the 3 year training, and I am now a full fledged Auror. And, yes, I am also a demigod. From 13 to 17 years of age, I went to Camp Half Blood during the summer. I visit from time to time now, but I don't really go that often.

My name is Melaina Porter. My past has been a bit patchy. I don't remember much from my earlier years. All I know is what I said above. And that I have a sister named Aurora.

But, enough about that stuff. I've got to get to work. I Apparated to the Auror Office. Rufus Scrimgeour was the head of the Auror Office. When I appeared, Scrimgeour headed towards me.

"Porter, I have a mission for you." His scarred face was unreadable.

"Er... What is it?" Scrimgeour always seemed to make things a bit dramatic, but maybe I was just imagining it.

"You're going back to Hogwarts."

"Uh... What?" I'm going back? Why? Oh, Merlin. It's because of yesterday. You know, nobody really remembers every spell from school. And, it's been four years. I don't have a great memory-

"As you know, tomorrow is September 1st, the beginning of the school year." I nodded slowly. I didn't really know where he was going with this. "You are going back to Hogwarts as a Seventh year. But, you are going to be disguised. Your name will be Melaina Parker."

"Celestia Parker? That's not very different from Porter..."

He ignored my words and continued. "We figured it'd be too difficult to keep you transfigured, so you'll just go looking like you normally do. It would be too easy for you to get caught. Here is the list of textbooks and supplies you'll need. And, your Head Girl badge."

"Wait, so Dumbledore knows? Who else knows?"

"Only Dumbledore, but possibly Professor McGonagall."

"Why am I going back?"

"You know that Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban. Azkaban sent dementors to Hogwarts to try to catch Black, because he is after Harry Potter. It's your job to keep Potter safe. From Black and the dementors."

"Why me? Tonks could've gone!"

"Tonks is on a mission." Then, he swept away, leaving me gaping. I'm going to Seventh year again. And, I'm Head Girl again. And, I have to keep the Chosen One safe.

But, wouldn't people recognize me? Even though I haven't been to Hogwarts in four years, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh year might recognize me. And, the teachers, too!

It's already too late. Let's hope that they forgot.

I Apparated home to get my stuff into my trunk. From the back of my closet, I found my Gryffindor robes. I'm going back to Hogwarts. I smiled, remembering the memories. How I would skip breakfast with my friends, and then sneak into the kitchens. How I would bother my sister, Aurora, while she studied for her NEWTs.

I dropped my robes in horror as I realized. I'm going to have to take the NEWTs again!

A/N: So. Just to help you guys not be so confused:

Melaina Porter is her REAL name. Celestia Parker is her FAKE name. Thank you for sticking with me!