Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (or Fred and George.) I got the character and the plot. I have revised the first eight or so chapters and added new ones. Don't know how long it's going to turn out to be but we'll figure that out along the way won't we? Have fun.

The Beginning

'I'll kill him. I swear it. Where is he? He's got no right. First he... hurts me then he tries for my best friend. I should have never trusted him. Where is the little fucker? He's luck I didn't kill him after what he did to me. But now... Now he's gone too far. One thing is in call. Revenge.' Demon thought sitting in her best friends', Kira's, basement. They were more than best friends though. They considered themselves sisters.

"Demon? You alright?" Kira asked.

"Peachy. Just fucking peachy." Demon said staring out into the dark rainy night, shaking in anger from what her friend had just told her. "Hey Kira, I've got to go ok. I have some business to take care of before I go home." Demon stood up, balling her hands into fists, and headed towards the door.

"Demon. Don't. You're pissed. I know you are. And you do stupid shit when you're pissed. I don't want anything to happen to you." Kira said cutting her off at the door. Demon looked at her sister. She saw tears start to fill Kira's storm blue eyes as she tried to hide them behind her blonde hair.

"You're right, I am pissed because he tried to hurt you. Look, I love you sis and you know how mad I get when people try to hurt you and the others." Demon said relaxing her hands. "But I know how Blake works. He won't stop until he gets it through my head that he's stronger than me. I know better. He won't stop hurting the people I love until I do something about it." She pulled her friend into a tight hug. "I'm sorry but I have to do this." She let go of Kira, grabbed her black trench coat and walked out the front door. The rain came down heavily now and Demon was soaking wet 5 minutes after stepping out of the house. Her dark brown hair with red highlights was plastered to her head and falling out of the messy bun she had it in and her dark brown eyes looked almost murderous. The black t- shirt and baggy black pants she wore stuck to her skin and her dark makeup began to smudge. An hour later she found the guy she was looking for and began a fight with him.

The next morning she woke up on the couch in her house. The rest of her family was gone and another of her friends was sitting next to her head watching TV. She rolled over and looked up to see which of her friends it was. Demon looked straight into dark brown eyes. Groaning she sat up and looked around. It was dark; she guessed it was about 3:00 in the morning. But then where was her family? "Dante. How's it going?" She asked groggily.

"Better than you look." He replied jokingly. He wore all black much like her, a black shirt and black jeans, and his dark brown hair was spiked.

"Really?" Demon said. "I'm look that bad eh? Oh well. Kira sent you didn't she?"

"Yeah. Good thing to or you'd be knocked out in the middle of the street." Dante said turning off the TV.

Demon began remembering the fight but couldn't recall the end of it. She knew that they were both badly hurt. 'Maybe that's why my ribs hurt.' "Where is he?" She asked beginning to focus. "How was I unconscious? Did he win or what?" Question after question raced through her head. 'If he had won will he go after Kira again?' She didn't want to think of that.

"You were unconscious because of all the stab wounds. He was sent to the hospital with many broken bones and stab wounds. Where as I brought you back here and fixed you up. You must have been incredibly fast cause nothing was that serious. You have no broken bones but you'll feel shore for the next few days." Dante said as if it was nothing new. They'd been through this before, a lot. "And don't expect to be going to school on Monday because you'll more than likely have been expelled. I've got you going to a different school. Not like the one you were going to before. It'll help you with your… Gifts."

"My gifts? Since when do you call them gifts? I've known you for how long now? Six, Seven years? And now you decide to call them a gift instead of a curse?" Demon ranted jokingly. "Pyrokinesis, Telekinesis, Telepathy, and who knows what others I've got growing in my body. And now you start calling them a gift. How long have I been trying to tell you this?"

"I know. I know. You've been trying for a good 4 years now. But look. Not everyone at this school has those extra powers ok. In fact no one does. That doesn't matter though." Dante said.

"Ok. Well that's comforting. Now I'm going to a magical school were I'm still going to be an outcast. Oh well, nothing out of the usual for me. I can see it now 'So what are your friends like back home?' 'Oh I've got a few. Most of them are normal though. One's a half vampire. But he's cool.' That'll be great." Demon said sarcastically before beginning to calm down again. "Can I at least know the name of the school?"

"It's called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I've got some friends there that can get you in." He said standing up to leave. "It's in England. Be ready to go in two days. Got it?"

"Alright." Demon said as Dante left. She lay back down and fell into a dreamless sleep.