So, long story short. I decided I HATED A.N.A, and I'm going to re-write it very, very slowly adding a chapter every now and them...
The reasons why I want to restart is as follows;

1. My first story was rushed, and barely had developed Krystal's and everyone else's character personalities.
2. Some of the chapters were short, or messily set out.
3. I had a few chapters and things that didn't make sense and stuff that didn't contribute to the plot.
4. Krystal won't act like a stuck up bitch, she'll be defensive, yes, but not as little girly like the first one.
5. Lucius won't be around this one as much, but he'll be here. (And he won't be as freaky, too.)
6. Krystal's fairy powers won't be based off the Winx Club.
7. There won't be fairy classes, or any other fairies in Hogwarts, this way it'll make Krystal more unique.
8. Krystal and Harry's relationship won't be full on frontal snogging (because they're kids for fuck sake!) but it'll be cute and sweet, and things will... "Heat up" as the series goes on.
9. Ron and Hermione will be in here more often, because I felt like I made Harry ditch Ron and Hermione for Krystal. They will be just like the Golden Trio, except with Krystal there as well.
10. Well...The story was too random in some ways to be honest...When I look back to just about fourteen months ago when I started writing, I was really naive. Even though I'm not as good as some people in writing, my skills have really developed.
If you haven't read the first one, then I suggest you do so you know what the hell I'm talking about, but, fair warning in the reasons above, it's really shit.
Based off the Chamber of Secrets.
(Just to clear some things up, today where the story is set is 7
th of October, 1992)

CHAPTER 1 - Transfer

Krystal had always been tough. From the day she was enrolled into Red Fountain she was tough, mean and - in some ways- cruel.

She was responsible for most of the accidents in the Red Fountain campus. For example, last week she was responsible for the minor toilet explosion whilst testing a spell she read out of a book – resulting in three detentions scrubbing classroom floors with no magic.

Krystal-Mae Harmony was small, platinum blond curly hair with dazzling blue eyes. She was also part fairy, meaning she could transform into a fairy at will and use an entirely different form of magic.

She was only ten years old, but turning eleven on the twentieth of April next year. She had no recollection of her parents, although she was told they were dead. She was enrolled into magical education early because her magical powers were flourishing rather quickly, and had to be put under control – otherwise she could have become dangerous to herself and others.

Red Fountain was a school of magic in Australia. It was a hidden place only witches and wizards could see, and hidden to all Muggles.

But, if a Muggle were to look at this school, it would be nothing short of a military school for orphans – except with magic classes.

The girls at Red Fountain were mean – so mean and tough you probably couldn't tell the difference between the boys or girls.

Krystal was always in trouble because she usually started up a fight during breaks when the other girls would give her a hard time.

But this time, Krystal knew she had gone one step too far.

One of the other girls in her class had been picking on her shoes for being dirty. Krystal had enough. She was always picked on.

Actually, Krystal basically was the "Nobody" of Red Fountain. No friends, no shining talents and no social skills.

She was usually picked on a girl named Narelle Williams, a black haired girl with incredibly large front teeth.

No magic was needed here.

She swung around and punched Narelle in the face – smack bang on the nose. She never intended for the punch to be so powerful, but she heard a crack, plus a lot of blood was pouring down her face.

Narelle was screaming. She was pointing at Krystal saying "You bitch! My nose!" whilst trying to stem the gush of blood from her nose.

Krystal was immediately dragged off to the Headmaster's office.


"That's three fights this week!" Headmaster Jadeite bellowed, standing up behind his desk.

"I didn't start it!" Krystal said back. "Narelle Williams was picking on me – again!"

"I don't care what Ms. Williams has to say for herself. The point is, you gravely injured another student-"

"Her nose was healed in three seconds!" Krystal interjected.

"- and you must be punished." He finished, ignoring her disruption.

"I'll get my toothbrush." Krystal jeered. School curriculum was every time you got into a fight, you had to scrub the floors of every bathroom and classroom in the campus only with only your toothbrush and no magic – totaling up to fifty three bathrooms. Last time Krystal had to do that, it took her almost a week.

"Krystal," Jadeite sighed, in a voice unlike his own. The sudden personality change scared her slightly. "I'm going to have to be more severe in this case."

Krystal went pale.

If students got out of hand, they would whip them till their backs bled, or force them into slavery work until they puked, fainted or seriously injured themselves.

"I'm transferring you to another school." He said shortly.

Krystal deflated slightly.

It wasn't as bad as she expected.

Krystal looked up, and thought "what?"

"Which school?" she asked.

Jadeite smiled a small smile.

"Somewhere far away. It's not as though you have parents who care where you end up."

Krystal felt a pang of hurt in her heart – She always wanted a family.

"I'll be writing to the Headmaster tonight – If he allows you a place you will be transferred there in no less than three days."

Krystal stood up and nodded.

"If I were you, I'd start packing your things."

Krystal said nothing but walked out of the office.

He still hadn't answered her question.


That night after classes, all the girls and boys returned to the dormitory after dinner.

Narelle and her friend, Clara noticed Krystal packing her things.

"Where are you going, loser?" Narelle snapped.

"Away." Krystal said in a bored tone, shifting her clothes into her bag.

"Finally got yourself expelled?" Clara giggled.

Krystal turned around slowly to face Narelle, and pulled out her wand from her inside robe.

"If you don't shut up right now, your nose will be the least painful thing that's broken."

There was a murmur of "ooooooh's!"

"Listen, pixie." Narelle said somewhat sweetly. "Your empty threats don't scare me. So why don't yougo fly away somewhere, and never come back?"

"How about you go to a dentist, bucktooth?" Krystal snapped.

She was sick of the nicknames she got for being part-fairy.

Krystal finished packing, closed her trunk and got into bed.

"Night, loser."They all said, giggling.

"Night, losers." Krystal snapped back at them.

They didn't reply.


The next morning, Krystal was told to go to head straight to Headmaster Jadeite's office.

"Well, I got a fairly quick reply from Albus Dumbledore. He said you're allowed a place." He said shortly.

"Okay...when do I leave?" She asked.

"Tomorrow, seven thirty in the morning sharp."

"Why in the morning?" Krystal said.

"The time difference."

"Time difference?" Krystal replied. "where the hell are you sending me?"

"Europe." Jadeite said.

"Great..." Krystal said dully.

"Good. Go back to class. Enjoy your last day of lessons at Red Fountain."

Krystal could only smile.

Last day at this horrible school! Last day of putting up with Narelle, Clara and all those stupid girls? Ha!

This wasn't punishment – this was heaven.

The day melted by quickly, much to Krystal's satisfaction.

Krystal didn't eat dinner, as she was too excited, and went straight to bed.


Krystal woke up the next morning, still filled with excitement as she had felt last night.

She looked over to the other three girls in the dorm still sleeping.

Last time I'll ever have to put up with their ugly faces...

Krystal left the room dragging her trunk along with her.

Krystal knocked three times on Jadeite's office door.

"Good morning." Jadeite said as she entered his office. "And goodbye!" He said a little too happily, as if he was glad to be rid of this little pest.

Krystal was happy too. Unless this...Hogwarts was just as bad as Red Fountain, she had nothing to worry about.

Jadeite threw some Floo powder into his office fireplace, Krystal stepped into the fire.

"Hogwarts, England!" Jadeite said for her.

"England?" she said, but too late.

Krystal found herself spinning very, very fast down the fireplace, as though she had been sucked in.

She found herself rushing through a small tunnel and BANG, was on the ground in an unfamiliar office.

Krystal stood up, blinked a few times and looked around.

This office...had a friendly feel to it. The room was delightfully warm, unlike the Red Fountain campus, where it was always cold.

"Ah, you must be Krystal." Said a man's voice.

She turned around to see an old man with an extraordinarily long beard, velvety purple cloak and matching pointed hat.

"Er...hi?" Krystal said awkwardly.

Dumbledore smiled.

"I've heard...quite a lot about you, my dear. Please sit."

Krystal's face blazed hot with shame, but was so shocked at how calm and pleasant the man was.

She pulled her trunk across the room and sat down on one of the chairs in front of a golden desk.

"Sherbet lemon?" He offered.

Krystal stopped her looking around the man's office.

"No, but thanks." She said quietly.

He smiled, and popped a sherbet into his mouth.

"Now, I understand that you come from...Red Fountain? Ah, yes. Strict school, my brother went there."

Krystal said nothing.

"But, you...well, let's just say, are one extraordinary girl. I was sent your file from Red Fountain...magical education isn't meant to start until you reach eleven, but you're only ten?"

"Yes...sir."

"Intriguing." He said, and peered down at her.

"But sir," Krystal said shyly. "You understand why I'm here, right?"

Dumbledore was silent, but then said "Indeed I do. But I'm going to overlook your faults today."

"Oh..." Krystal said slowly.

"I understand you know the curriculum for this school?" Dumbledore asked her.

"Well...I'm guessing no fighting is one of the rules..." Krystal said nervously.

"Correct."

Krystal looked down.

"I never meant to hurt her..." She whispered.

"I'm sorry?" the old man inquired.

When Krystal looked back up, Dumbledore was wearing an expression of confusion.

"This is why I was sent here..." Krystal said miserably. "I hurt another girl."

Dumbledore peered over his spectacles at the small girl.

"Hmm..."

After a little while of silence, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Krystal, I'll have some robes sent in for you, but for now, you'll have to wear the current ones you have."

Krystal nodded.

"In this school, we have four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."

Krystal again, nodded.

"Each house has an extraordinary history. Now," He said, rising from his desk. "I'll have to sort you now, so you have a dormitory."

He picked up an old hat.

"Put it on," He instructed.

Krystal was bewildered at the instruction, but she did what she was told.

Ahh...I was wondering when I'd be seeing you.
Said a voice in her head.

You can talk?
Krystal thought.

Yes, I can...now, lower the shields in your mind so I can do my work.

Krystal relaxed.

Hmm...Interesting. You're strong, girl, very strong...You want to prove yourself. Show everyone that you're stronger than them, desperate for control.

Krystal opened her eyes. "What?" She wondered aloud.

Hush, dear. Let me do my work...But, I've found something good. You're a fairy...It's in your nature to help other people. You love, and you value others.

That's balderdash...Krystal thought.

I know...you'll make a perfect...

"Gryffindor!" The hat announced to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled, and took the hat off.

"Well done. Now, I'll bring in the Gryffindor Prefect to show you your way."

They sat for about ten minutes talking to one another.

Dumbledore asked Krystal about Red Fountain a little more.

"I was treated like a piece of dirt there..." Krystal said dully.

They continued to talk about classes until a knock at the door came.

A tall, red headed boy appeared at the door.

"I'm here to bring the new girl down, sir." He said.

"Off you go, Krystal." Dumbledore said. "Your trunk will be bought down for you."

Krystal followed the boy out of the office.

As they walked down the dark corridor (which shocked Krystal a bit, as she forgot the time change) the boy talked to her.

"I'm Percy Weasley, Gryffindor Prefect." He said to her.

"Hi...I'm Krystal." Krystal replied quietly.

She was too busy looking around...the school was so old fashioned, but still amazing anyway. Shining suites of armour and banners of the different houses where everywhere. And, what shocked Krystal the most,
was the moving paintings. Each one was very much alive and talked and moved around as though they were little films on the walls.

"So why did you transfer here?" The boy named Percy asked her.

"Um...I seriously injured another girl in my class."Percy stopped and stared at her.

"Alright, I'll forget you said that." He said, and continued walking. "But punishment here is strict if you fight with a classmate, or anyone for that matter."

They both stopped outside a painting with a fat lady on it wearing a pink dress.

"Wattlebird." Percy said clearly to the painting.

The painting swung open.

Inside was a luxurious room...and, if Krystal's eyes were functionally properly, everything had gone red.

Red wallpaper, red squashy couches, red curtains...everything. The room had desks for studying, bookcases and a crackling fire burning away.

"Head upstairs, and go to the right, and your room is in the door with the 'Second years' sign on it."

"Second years?" Krystal bewildered. "I'm only in my first year of magical education."

"Dumbledore thinks you should start from there, he thinks you can handle it. We've also supplied your books, but your robes are being made."

"I know." Krystal said dully.

"Everyone else is at dinner, so you have time to unpack without everyone staring at you."

Krystal said nothing but walked upstairs.

She found the door with a sign that said "Second Years" on it with a little Gryffindor lion underneath the sign.

The Dormitory contained five beds, bookcases, wardrobes and a heater in the middle of the room.

Krystal smiled at the room...it had a friendlier feel to it. The beds weren't small and rusty like the ones at Red Fountain, this bed was big, comfy and had curtains drawn around them.

Krystal found her bed at the back of the room with her trunk on top of the bed.

She sat down on the bed and looked around.

There was in silence for a little while.

Tomorrow she would start another life...different timetable, classes, people. She wondered if this was a good thing.

About twenty minutes later, three girls busted into the room, laughing and giggling.

They all stopped talking when they saw Krystal. Whether it was her different uniform or scared face that silenced them and to stare, she didn't know.

Krystal would have loved to have said "What are you looking at?" but she wanted friends, so she stayed silent.

"You're the new girl, aren't you?" said the girl with bushy brown hair.

Krystal nodded.

"I'm Hermione Granger." She said.

"I'm Parvati Patil." Said a dark skinned girl with long black hair.

"Lavender Brown." Said a girl with curly brown hair and brown eyes.

They all smiled at her.

Krystal almost forgot to introduce herself.

"Oh, I'm Krystal." She said gently.

"We weren't expecting a new arrival!" Lavender laughed.

"Apologies for the stares, we were a little shocked." Hermione said. "We didn't expect you to be put into Gryffindor."

"We'll show you to your classes tomorrow, so don't worry." Parvati said.

Krystal nodded and said "Thank you" very quietly.

"Night." They all said to each other.

For once in her life, Krystal thought something had gone right.


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