Disclaimer: I own copies of all six books and all four movies. Notice I said COPIES! I do NOT own the originals (obviously). I merely thought I would just borrow them for a bit and have them play out some silly little plot that has been running around in my head.

A/N: This is my first (published) attempt at fan fiction. I admit I am much better at reading these stories than writing them but I just had to get this one out. I got the idea for this story from another story I read on here that has, for some reason, been removed before it was finished. I don't remember who wrote it (and I wish I did because she was an awesome writer) but I do remember the name of the story (The World Just Happens) so if you see similarities, well, that's why.

This will contain OOTP spoilers but I am not sure yet if it will be compliant with HBP. I suppose I will decide that as the story moves along.

As far as reviews go; I am not writing this for reviews, although I do appreciate the time anyone who chooses to review takes to let me know what they think (whether good or bad). I will read them and take them into consideration.

Prologue

The dull thudding in the front of her brain nearly drowned out the voices above her. Gentle hands carefully ministered to her broken, aching body. She strained to hear what the voices were saying, praying the voices were actual humans and not something her injured head conjured up.

"….most of the injuries, Headmaster. But, sir, well…it seems someone used dark curses on her. I have…"

THUD THUD THUD

"Yes, I agree. We are fortunate indeed that Hagrid found her when he did."

Hagrid! She thought. Hagrid is still alive! It must have worked! She desperately tried to open her eyes but it felt as if her eyelids had been sealed together with a Permanent Sticking charm. A warm hand gently held her head up while forcing down a rather bitter potion in her throat. She concentrated with all her might to make her leaden arms to just MOVE and grab hold of the wrist administering the potion. Her efforts were in vain, however, and the dull thudding grew immensely. As her head was carefully laid back to rest on the soft pillows, the potion took effect and her thoughts became fuzzier and fuzzier while the voices drifted away.

"Let her rest, Poppy. Allow her body to mend itself. But please alert me once she awakens. I have many questions to ask her."