She ran fast, feeling her muscles in her leg contract with every step. She heard the voices behind her, and she feared them. Why the death eaters had any want in her house, she didn't know, but she knew she was in danger. Now she was running through cornfields, taking deep breaths. The fact that she had run all summer helped, and now she was about to hit the bean field. This was what worried her. There was no place to hide in a field full of beans. She didn't dare look back, though; she just kept running forward. Suddenly she hit a rock and felt herself flying. She heard a bone in her wrist crack, and contained a scream of pain. She picked herself up and kept running. Suddenly, she realized her necklace was bouncing around her neck. She had forgotten that she had it. Alicia had given it to her in case of trouble. She reached up with her good hand and took the necklace off, making sure she didn't drop her wand as she ran. She looked at the sparkling blue crystal, and suddenly stopped. She heard footsteps in the distance, but closed her eyes, and threw the crystal to the ground. She heard it crack and suddenly felt like it was falling.

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Albus Dumbledore sat in his office. He had been in here for a while, working on letters to send to the other head masters at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. He signed his name to the one to Madame Maxine, saying that it would be fine to have horses on the ground, when a sudden light filled the room. He stood up; setting down the lemon drop he was about to put into his mouth. Right now the only thought crossing his mind was who had activated his safety crystal. Suddenly a girl came into the room. She was taller, about five feet seven inches. Her brown hair matted around her tan face, and she took deep breaths. Her jeans were ripped and so was her jacket. She looked at Dumbledore with gray-green eyes that he found familiar. She looked at him, her left hand limp, and her wrist looked broken. Her right hand held a wand tightly, and she held it almost defensively. Dumbledore smiled, trying to welcome her. "Well hello, may I have the honor of your name?" He said, looking for her reaction. She lowered the wand, but still kept it at a pace where she would be able to defend herself.

"Addie, and your Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore nodded.

"Ah, Addie, I know you well. You will have to tell Professor McGonagall your full name when she comes in, but we will not need to know that now." He waved his wand, pulling up a chair. "And I believe that Madame Pomfrey will have to have a look at that wrist as well." He quickly sent out to them that he needed them, than sat down. "Now, where is your mother?" Addie's eyes fell, and they almost swelled up with tears.

"Alicia…we were…Alicia's dead." Dumbledore was surprised, something that didn't happen very often. "We were attacked by death eaters on her father's farm. Her parents were both out of town, so they were fine, but the took Alicia by surprise. I was able to get away, then I broke my crystal, which brought me here." Now tears were running down her face. Dumbledore clucked his tongue; sorry that the girl had lost the only mother she had ever known.

"I am sorry, we will have to tell people about this, contact the Ministry. There must be a reason that they would attack after years of nothing, especially at your house. And with the Quidditch Cup coming up in two days, why would they risk it. I am sorry for your lose." He said, looking at the girl. She nodded, and he waved his wand, offering her a cup of tea. She took it, drinking it gratefully. "There is one other thing we must do." He said, grabbing a new piece of parchment. "We will have to alert your headmaster, I believe you go to Baxter's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and tell them that you will be moving to Hogwarts. I must have you kept close, watching you." She nodded, understanding. She just felt a sudden rush of sadness at the thought of leaving all her friends. "Well, I…" The door opened, and Madame Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall stepped in. Madame Pomfrey looked at Addie's wrist and had it healed in a flash. She told Addie to keep an eye on it, and not get on any brooms too quickly. Once she left, Dumbledore looked at McGonagall.

"Professor, Addie will be joining us for the next school year. She will need a room for the time being, so get one of the staff rooms ready. Also, she will need to be taken to Diagon Alley, so she can get the correct robes and such. Also, make sure that you send word that she has no family, being adopted. She has just lost a very important member of her family."

"I am very sorry." McGonagall offered. "May I have your full name so I can put it into the books?" Addie nodded.

"Um, yes, I go by the I was given when Alicia took me in. I don't go by Alicia's last name, so if you need to look into my bank account and such you will have to look at Bennett, Alicia's last name. But I am Patricia, Patricia Melinda Evans."

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"I WANT A LOLLIPOP!" A twenty-nine year old brunette screamed as she walked through the door. She was standing in a foyer, crossing her arms in a very dramatic manner. "AND I WANT IT NOW!"

"Later, Phoebe, right now we have to take this spell off you." Piper said, walking through the door. Paige followed her, brushing her red hair behind her ear. Darrel followed, seeing a blonde man stand up, his blue eyes smiling as he saw the scene. But what Darrel saw as a blonde, Paige and Piper saw him as a dark haired man, with bright brown eyes. He was under a spell, only allowing certain people to see him as his true self. He walked over and bent down to kiss Phoebe, the brunette who was currently screaming. She quickly backed away, covering her mouth with her hands. He backed off, and she put her hands down.

"Ew, cooties." The man smiled, and Piper let out a sigh.

"Darrel, I told you that I didn't want to do that case, look at what that demon did to Phoebe."

"A demon did this?" The man asked. Piper looked over at him.

"Yes, Sirius, a demon did this, and we have to take it off before Phoebe progresses to a baby and soon dies." Sirius nodded, like this thing happened every day.

Darrel shook his head. "How did this happen?" Piper snapped her fingers.

"Sh, we were ready to take him down, but he zapped Phoebe, thankfully, he got a little of his own medicine, in the form of me blowing him up. Good news, we killed him, bad news, we have to deal with Phoebe during her terrible four years." Phoebe started looking around the house innocently.

"HEY!" She ran over to the living room, and into a corner. "Where did all my toys go?" She tried to throw a temper tantrum, and went to jump. Unfortunately, this only made her fly up into the air, hanging there. Piper let out an exasperated yell, running over to the corner.

"Phoebe, no levitating in the house." Phoebe looked like she wasn't about to come down, though. "PAIGE!" Piper yelled, looking over at her other sister. Paige wrinkled her nose.

"I'm on it. I'll go find the spell to reverse it." She broke up into white lights. Piper covered her eyes with her hands.

"Oh my gosh, I though I shipped off the other kid today." She said, thinking about how her son Harry was now at the Weasley's house, looking forward to going to the Quidditch Cup with his father and friends. Phoebe suddenly came down, looking around.

"I want chocolate ice cream." She suddenly said.

"Too bad." Piper said, as white lights filled the room again. Paige stood there, holding the spell.

"I've got it, bad news, it's a power of three spell." Piper opened her mouth looking at Phoebe. Paige walked up to Phoebe, showing her the words. "Phoebe wanna play a game?" Phoebe nodded her head, looking very excited. "Okay, we want you to read this with us, and see how well you can do it." Phoebe nodded, and Piper walked over.

"We call upon the power of three, so we may use it to set free. Help us to not let this curse ensue, help us to make this curse undo."

Blue smoke started pouring down over Phoebe, and her childish smile soon became a frown. She looked around, then at Piper.

"What are we doing here?" She whispered. Piper smiled.

"You got zapped, we got to see you in your horrible stage." Phoebe stood there a moment, remembering what demon they were fighting. Soon her mouth hung open, and she looked at Piper.

"Wait, you don't mean…" Piper's smirk wasn't hidden at all as she looked at Phoebe.

"Oh yeah, that is exactly what I mean." Phoebe looked over at Darrel and Sirius, who were both smiling.

"Was I bad." Sirius walked over towards her.

"Oh, honey," He took her in his arms, looking deep into her eyes. "Yes." Phoebe laughed as Sirius kissed her. "Now, I hope you don't get cooties." He said jokingly. Paige laughed; then looked at the clock.

"Oh, I'm supposed to be meeting Charlie."

"Okay, but don't be out to," Piper looked at Paige's orb as she left, "late." She sighed, then the baby monitor clicked in. "Oh, that's Wyatt's signal he's hungry." Piper said, heading for the door. She saw Darrel wave goodbye then leave; then ran quickly up the stairs. Wyatt sat in his crib, crying. She smiled as she lifted him up. He was so cute, and was already so powerful. He had orbed her to Leo only last week. She looked at her son's blue eyes and smiled. He slowly fell asleep, and she placed him back in his crib. She walked slowly upstairs, walking to a trunk. She had found this nestled deep in the basement one day. She opened the lid, looking inside. Tears hit her eyes as she pulled out two baby clothes. One was blue, and had trains all over it. The other one was pink with flowers. There were teddy bears, and little dolls. Then there were pictures of Piper. It had different months written carefully on them, in Grams' handwriting. She smiled and tears filled her eyes as she looked at the last one, one of her holding two babies wrapped in a blue and pink blanket. She smiled, wondering what she named her daughter. She had named Harry after Leo's father, and she had named her daughter… She winced, wishing she could remember. Grams had forgotten the name because she had tried to block her memory, only succeeding in certain aspects. Grams did say that the girl had gone with Lily and James Potter though, something must have happened to split them up, and Piper knew what that something was. Her blood boiled as she thought of the murderer who had tried to steal her two babies away. Voldemort. The name stuck to her, and made her go on in finding her daughter. Nothing was working though. She had been through the book with tracking spells, and now she had the feeling someone was blocking it. She slowly put the pictures back in the trunk, and then closed the lid firmly. She wiped away her tears, telling herself she could do this. She promised herself she would find her daughter; she needed to.

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Okay, book two. What do you think of it? I will explain what happened to the two in the next chapter, but now I want you to sit…and wait. No, I don't WANT you to sit and wait, but it would be fun. Anyways, if you love my story, or two stories, please review!