Harry Potter, the boy who lived, was worried about his cousin Phoenix Kay, whenever he asked her a question about her past, she would immediately change the subject. He knew something was wrong. So one day he decided to ask her boyfriend, Xander, the answer, because Xander had been great friends with Phoenix even before they started dating. "Hey, Xander, I'm worried about Phoenix, whenever I try to get her to talk to me about her past, she always changes the subject, do you know anything about her past." Said Harry. Harry was at Xander's home, he lived there alone, but Phoenix sometimes came, but today she couldn't. Xander sighed. "Yes, I actually know a lot, I'll show you." Said Xander as he led Harry up the stairs to his study.

Once they got there, Xander pulled out a penisive, and opened a cabinet full of memories. "You kept memories of her past?" said Harry. "Yes, I knew that ever since you found out she was your cousin, you would want to know about her past, so I got these ready, just in case. Harry, before I let you look at these memories, I have to tell you, Phoenix wasn't always the happy person she is today, she always used to sometimes hide her sadness." Said Xander as he poured the memories into the penisive.

Harry then went into the penisive and looked around to see that he was in a park, the park had a swing set, a sand box, and a playground, and a bench. And on the bench was a little ten year old girl crying. Harry thought the girl looked familiar, when the girl looked up, he immediately noticed who the girl was. The young girl was Phoenix at a younger age. She had straight dirty blonde hair that went a little below her shoulders, and her eyes were still the sky blue color they were in the present. She looked just like a younger version of Phoenix. Then, the younger Xander walked over to the bench and sat next to Phoenix. "Are you ok Phoenix?" said Xander. "No, I was bullied again, they called me a nerd and… I don't want to say the names, it's too hard, it really hurt me." Said Phoenix.

The memory then shifted, and Harry was standing in the middle of a busy middle school hallway. All the kids were wearing uniforms, and he could still clearly see Phoenix. Phoenix was at her locker, which was nice and neat, and was getting the stuff for her next class. All of the sudden, a kid who was as tall as Phoenix came up to her and pushed her. The girl who pushed Phoenix had black eyes and very dark brown hair. "What do you want Olivia?" spat Phoenix at the girl who had pushed her. "Oh nothing, just to make you cry and beg for mercy is all." Said Olivia. "That's not going to happen Olivia." Said Phoenix. "Oh, sure. But who are you going to tell? Your mum? How about your dad? Oh wait, you can't, because their dead!" said Olivia. "Hey, stop!" said Xander who was heading towards them. "Stop making this loser feel sad and lonely? Never!" said Olivia. "She's not alone, she has me and all of her other friends, heck, she has more friends than YOU Olivia!" said Xander.

Harry looked at Phoenix, who had a mad expression on her face. And then the unexpected happened, Phoenix did accidental magic by being so mad. Olivia's hair came out, and Olivia screamed and covered her head. "My hair! My beautiful hair! What have you done you worthless piece of crap?" said Olivia to Phoenix. "I have done nothing Olivia, I was just standing here getting terrorized by you." Said Phoenix. Olivia went off and got a teacher, who thought that Phoenix was innocent, so the teacher let Phoenix go and Olivia had to go home. "Thanks for standing up for me back there Xander." Said Phoenix. "Your welcome." Said Xander

Harry got out of the penisive and looked at Xander. "Is this why she doesn't want me to know about her past, it's all too sad?" said Harry. Xander nodded. "She didn't feel loved Harry, she felt all alone, she felt like she wasn't loved at all." Said Xander getting the next memory. "Now this memory I took from Phoenix when she wasn't paying attention, it's from when she read her first flame. She found out she was a flame reader when she was ten." Said Xander. He then poured the memory into the penisive and Harry went back into the penisive.

AN: HP DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, ONLY PHOENIX KAY AND XANDER GULLET BELONG TO ME!