Prologue

Fred and George laughed as they entered the Forbidden Forest. They had had to go to Hogwarts for "summer counseling" about their behavior. They thought they might as well take a trip to the Forbidden Forest while it was un-forbidden.

Pretty soon they got tired and decided to walk back. They turned around and Fred immediately tripped over something that had not been there before. He sprang up and looked at his unaware "attacker". He continued to stare at it in shock, and his brother soon joined him. Together they gaped at the thing laying facedown on the ground.

It was, in fact, a raven-haired girl, said hair barely reaching her shoulders before being cleanly cut. She was pale, and wore a cream colored hooded-jacket with a symbol that looked like fire in a circle on the upper part of both sleeves. Fur rimmed the cuffs and hem, and she wore navy blue pants. A backpack clung to her back. It looked as if she had something tied loosely around her neck, but it was hard to tell in her position. It also seemed that blood was coming from around her neck.

Fred broke out of his trance and leaned forward to touch the girl, but something came out of nowhere and bit him.

"Ow!" he cried, cradling his hand. Unfortunately, his cry had awoken the raven-haired girl, and she sprung up as if awake the whole time. Fred could now see the girl more clearly. She had pupil-less white eyes with a slight tinge of lavender. Her features seemed soft and smooth. As Fred had suspected, there was a slit on her throat, showing that someone had probably tried to kill her or an accident had occurred.

The dog was still barking and growling at him. He turned hopefully to the girl and put his hands up, showing he meant no harm. "Hey, we don't want any trouble. We just stumbled upon you, and I tried to help you, so could you call him"-he pointed to the dog-"off, please?"

The girl simply stood there for a few seconds, eyes blinking rapidly in surprise and confusion, until she finally said something to the dog in another language. He immediately turned to her and started barking. She sighed and said something else that seemed to satisfy dog, for he lost his ferociousness and walked over to her, jumping into her arms. She smiled, ever so slightly, then the show of emotion was wiped off her face and she fainted.

Fred looked at George, who nodded, and walked over and picked up the girl and the dog, all at once and carried her, with some help from George, to Hogwarts. It was a tricky task getting into the headmaster's office, but they finally succeeded and went up there for the second time that day.

Once they burst into the office, causing Dumbledore to look quickly up from his desk, the girl decided to wake up again. Noticing her position, she squealed slightly and wriggled out of Fred's arms, blushing furiously. The headmaster looked at the boys with suspicion and malice, then switched his vision to the girl, looking at her with worry and caution in his eyes.

"And who would you be, dear?" he asked the girl gently. She blinked at him, once again in confusion.

"She doesn't speak our language." George and Fred answered at the same time.

"Ah, I see." Dumbledore said, then took out his wand and cast a quick spell on the girl. "There, that's better. Now, would you mind telling us who you are, dear?"

The girl, eyeing the boys and old man suspiciously, answered in a stutter, "I-I'm Hyuga Hinata, s-sir." Then she bowed.

"No need for formalities. Do you know how you got here?" Dumbledore dismissed her receptiveness before asking another question.

"N-No…Well, y-yes…I-I was on a m-mission. With K-Kiba and S-Shino. We e-entered a room…t-there was a raised d-dais with a c-curtain around it. W-We got what we w-went for…a-a man s-showed up. H-He grabbed me and threatened to k-kill me if my c-comrades did not h-hand over the i-item…I-I knew they w-would give it u-up to s-save me, so I-I threw myself into the k-kunai a-and the w-world went black. T-Then I-I was here…" Fred watched the girl talk, knowing it hurt her to recall the scene where she gave herself up. And he wondered whether it was really that important.

"I see." Dumbledore said thoughtfully. It was clear he would have asked her another question if she had not, at that moment, passed out again.