A/N: Hey everybody...I'm a new person in this area of writing so give me a break, k? Well anyway, if you haven't already guessed I'm doing a fanfic on Harry Potter. So yeah I hope you like it...

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Miaka: Oh shut up… just because it takes me longer then you :P
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Miaka: ...
Chichiri:
Miaka: Hey how far are you on the FY fanfic with the five of us hmmm?

Chichiri: Hey it's getting there!

Miaka: Maybe you should get your head out of the clouds with Jack Sparrow and start writing FY hmmmm?

Jack: CAPTAIN...CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!
Everyone except Chichiri: OH SHUT UP

Jack: NO!

DISCLAIMER: AS I WISH I HAD THE IDEA OF HARRY POTTER...I DO NOT...SO ALL THE CREDIT BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING THE AUTHOR OF THE MOST AWESOME BOOKS EVER...MEANING I OWN NOTHING UTTERLY IMPORTANT...YUP ENJOY THE FANFIC...

CHAPTER 1(YEAH)

THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL

'Someone is following me…' Harry thought in the back of his mind. He glanced over his shoulder.

NOTHING!
"It must be imagination or something." Harry muttered to himself. Still, he quickened his pace down the dark corridor of Hogwarts. He turned, heading back to the Gryfindor common room. He glanced over his shoulder once more.

But as he turned his head back around a great, but familiar pain went over his lightning bolt scar on his forehead that made tears form in his eyes. He fell to his knees, glancing over his shoulder again, then turned his head back and looked up to see a tall dark figure standing in front of him with red eyes.

"Voldemort." Harry spat out in hatred.

"We meet again Harry Potter… our last meeting didn't go as well as I planned it to be." Voldemort hissed.

Harry reached for his wand in his cloak, but it wasn't there. 'Where?'

"I think it's time to finish what we started at the ministry of magic." He said, not caring Harry didn't have a wand. "Time to die…" He raised his own.

'Oh my God… why do I have to die like this?' Thought Harry. The pain in his forehead was so intense he could hardly keep his eyes open. But all of a sudden the pain started to dull.

'What's going on?'

"Good bye… Harry Potter… AVAD-"

"NO!" Came a girl's voice.

Harry looked up to see a girl run down the corridor, her wand raised.

"What are you doing here? Get away from here as fast as you can!" Harry yelled.

"No!" She replied, again. She fell to her knees beside him.

Harry looked at her face… he couldn't really see it that well because it was so dark The

only thing that he could really see well was her brown hair and radiant blue eyes.

'Oh those eyes'
She helped Harry from the floor.

"Please leave… I don't want someone else hurt… especially you." Harry whisphered,

surprised he even said that.

"Harry… I will never leave you!" I care for you too much to walk away now!" She gave him his wand.

"Thanks." He stared into her eyes.

"You're welcome."

"Awwwwwwww… isn't this sentimental? But enough of this… so called love stuff. Well

I'm guessing Harry, you want to see another person you love die beside you? You lost your parents… you lost Sirius… now your going to lose her. But first let's see how you deal with this…" He raised his wand at the girl. "CRUCIO!" He hissed.

"NO!" Harry yelled.

It hit with the force of a brick wall. She fell to the ground screaming, her whole body

twitching.

Harry felt anger flare inside of him… he was never so angry in his whole life. He raised his wand.

But Voldemort was a split second faster. "Cruico!" He hissed again.

Pain… it was all he could think of… the familiar pain of a thousand knives stabbing your body again and again, making his forehead itself scream in pain. Soon it took over his body, dulling it all except the scar. He looked at the girl… she looked so still… he crawled beside her, gathering her in his arms. She was still breathing… thank God!

"Harry… I'm so sorry." She whispered. She stared up at him with those pretty blue eyes. "Harry I thought I could help you… I don't want you to die Harry…" Tears were running down her face. Harry didn't know whether from the curse or the moment.

"It's okay… we'll both get out of here alive… I promise." He brushed her hair out of her face, helping her to her feet.

"Harry don't make promises that you cannot keep." Voldemort laughed.

"Please just let her go… it's me you want not her!"

"But since she is important to you she must die."

"Run!" Harry whisphered to her.

"No." She replied solidly.

"Please." He whisphered, desperate.

"No! I will not run and leave you to fight him and to hear the next day that no one ever cared for me… will never return… I love you too much Harry!"

Harry stared at her, astonished.

Voldemort sighed. "This scene is getting too mushy for my taste. It's time to end it Harry." Once again he raised his wand at the girl. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" He shouted.
"NO" He cried… but the next time he opened his eyes he found himself back in the boy'd dormitory.

"Oye… Harry are you okay?" Came Ron's groggy voice.

"I'm fine." Harry whisphered "Go back to sleep."

A dream? That's all it was? It was to real for it to have been. He felt his scar on his forehead. It still burned under his fingertips, but was slowly dulling. His clothing was soaked in sweat. Harry grabbed his glasses. And went to the windowsill. He glanced at Ron, already asleep again.

He looked out the window… everything looked fine as far as Hogwarts was concerned.

"Who was that girl?" Harry, all of a sudden whispered to himself.
It had been months since Voldenmrot has been seen or even heard since his last meeting with him. Why did he have to come back and haunt his dreams?

Who was that girl?

Light was starting to shine over the forbidden forest. Harry glanced down at his own watch. It read 6:31AM

"Well… might as well get dressed and go to the common room… I won't get any sleep now." Harry muttered to himself. He got dressed and went to the common room.

He sat in one of the corfortable chairs in front of the fireplace, where the fire was burning intently. Harry stared into the flames, thinking of what the dream and what it could have meant.

Soon the other Gryfindors were coming out of their rooms and down to the great hall. Harry didn't really notice or care until someone snapped him from his thoughts.

"Harry!" Came Hermione's voice. "are you okay?

"Huh?"

"I asked if you were okay! I was calling your name for the last FIVE MINUTES…" She replied.

"Yeah I'm fine." Harry looked back into the fire.

Hermione gave a worried glance. "Are you sure? You look like you barely got any sleep."

"Hermione don't worry about it… I'm fine. If anything was wrong I'd tyell you about it okay?" Harry was getting a little frustrated.

"Okay!" Hermione sat down in the chair next to Harry. As soon as she sat Crookshanks jumped onto her lap, purring contently. She tried to end the deadly science that followed after.

"Did you hear that Gyfindor is getting two exchange students this year?"

Harry nodded. He remembered vaguely a couple of weeks ago that it was a possibility that two new students were going to come in late.

"They are going to be in our year you know? I never heard of Hogwarts bringing in students this late. They're Americans too… I haven't heard of Hogwarts doing that either. Those girls mist be very good to make it in here-"

Harry snapped out of his trance. . "GIRLS?"

"Yeah girls. I don't know their names but they're supposed to be coming this afternoon. We should say hi to them and make them feel happy here. They're going to be away from their families, coming all the way over here… why?"

"I don't know." Trying to make an excuse, he continued, "It's weird you know." He looked relieved at Ron coming down the staircase.

"Hey Ron!"

"Morning Har-Harry." He replied, trying to stifle a yawn at the same time. "Want to go to breakfast? I'm starving."

"Sure." Harry glanced at Hermione. "Coming?"

"Yeah… sure." Again she gave another nervous glace at Harry.

"Okay let's go!" Said Harry, trying to forget the conversation they had just had… the dream… and for the most, that girl.

A/N: YEAH FINISHED! FOR ONCE... I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED SOMETHING!
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Disclaimer: Hello, again everyone! Thank you for the people who have read and given reviews! Yeah! Also, to tell you that nothing has changed when it comes to me owning anything of Harry Potter...though I wish I came up with the idea...but I did not...so the credit goes again to J.K Rowling...and leaving me with absolutely nothing! YEAH!