Ok for those who don't know I already had wrote like 11 chapters of this story but ran in to trouble. So I had to restart, but here is the first chapter completely fixed! some of this chapter you can actually find in the last book but is altered just a bit for my AU. fames are welcome.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters. I do however own my own O.Cs and my plot.

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She was chasing this woman, called Bellatrix,who had killed some one important and special to her or at least she thought he was. He had black hair and looked rugged, like he had been living in some dark, dirty and horrible place for months.

'I got to catch her! What the? Brains?' She was in a room with swimming brains, Bellatrix, the woman ahead of her, aimed a curse towards her. One of the tanks rose into the air and tipped. She was deluged in the foul-smelling wothin: the brains slipped and slid and began spinning thier long coloured tentacles.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" She cried, and the brains flew off her into the air.

'I won't let her get away. She killed Sirius.' She thought jumpng over a girl who was growning on the floor, past the young girl, past a red haired boy giggling feebly, past the unconscious girl and into a circular room with doors that looked the exact same.

"Where's the exit!" She shouted in a deep male voice. "Where's the way out?"

As if the room had been waiting for her to shout that, the door right behind her opened. She could hear the a lift at the end of the torch lit hallway and sprinted towards it. She slammed a fisrt on the button to activate the second lift.It jangled andbanged as it lowered.'Come on, come on,' she thought impatiently. The grilles slid opened and she dashed in side and hammered on the button to the 'Atrium'. She forced her way through the gate that where not fully opened to findBellatrixalmost atthe telephone lift.

Bellatrix turned around andaimed another spell at her. she dodged behind the fountain of MAgical Brethren: the spell zoomed past her and hit the wrought-gold gates at the other end of the Atrium so that they rang like bells. Bellatrix had stopped running.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!" she called in a mock baby voice, which echoed oof the polished wooden floors. "What didyou come after me for, then? i thought you were hereto avenge my dear cousin!"

"I am!" She shouted , and a score ofgoshtly echoes seemed to chorusIam! I am! I am! all around the room.

"Ahhhhhh... did youlove him, little baby Harry?"

So much hatred that she had never felt before rose up; she jumped out from behind the fountain and bellowed "Crucio!"

Bellatrix screamed: the spell had knocked her off her feet, but she did not wirthe and shrieked with pain as Neville had - she was already back on her feet, breathless,no longer laughing.

" Never used an Unfogivable soell before have you, boy?" Bellatrix yelled, her baby voice gone. "You need to mean then, Potter! You need to reallty want to cause pain - to enjoy it - righteous anger wont hurt me for long - I'll showyou how it is done, shallI? I'll give you a lesson -"

She was all ready behind the fountain before Bellatrix had been back on her feet and was now edging her way around on the other side when Bellatrix screamed, " Crucio" forcing her to to duck down again as the cenetaur's arm, holding the bow, span off and land with acrash on the floor a short distance from the golden wizard's head.

"Potter, you cannot win againstme!" Bellatrix cried.

She could hear Bellatrux moving to the right, trying to get a clear shot of her. She backed around the statue away form Bellatrix, crouching behind the centaur's legs, her head level with the house-elf's.

"I was and am the dark lord's most loyal servant. I learned the Dark Arts from him, and I know spells of such power that you, pathetic little boy, can never hope to compete -"

"Stupefy!" She yelled. She had edged right around to where the goblin stood beaming up at the now headless wizard and taken aim at her abck as she peered around the fountain. Bellatrix reacted so fast she barely had time to duck.

"Protego"

The jet of red light that was her own Stunning Spell , bounced off Bellatrix's shield and back at her. She scrambled back behind the fountain and one of the goblins ear went flying across the room.

"Potter I'm going to giveyou one chance!" Shouted Bellatrix. "Give me the prophecy-just roll it out towards me and I may spare your life!"

She started to laugh, she couldn't help it. She could only laugh at Bellatrix.

"Well you're going to have to kill me, because it's gone!" She roared. As soon as she had yelled those words, pain seared across her forehead. Some one was angry and he knew that this information was true ."And he knows!" She laughed madly, "Your dear old mate Voldemort isn't going to be happy with you, is he?"

"What? What do you mean?" Bellatrix cried, and for the first time there was a hint of fear in her voice.

"It smashed when I was trying to get Neville up the stairs. And nobody heard what it said." She laughed evilly, her forehead started to burn making her eyes stream.

"LIAR!" ScreamedBellatrix. There was terror behind her screams. "YOU'VE GOT IT POTTER, AND YOU WILL GIVE IT TO ME!Accio prophecy! ACCIO PROPHECY!" Bellatrix shrieked desperately.

Nothing happened. She just laughed. "Nothing there!" she shouted. "Nothing to summon! It smashed and nobody heard what it said, tell you're boss that!"

"No!" Bellatrix screamed."It's not true! You're lying! MASTER, I TRIED. I TRIED – DO NOT PUNISH ME-"

"Don't waste your breath, she yelled, her eyes screwed up against the pain on her forehead, now more terible than ever. "He can't hear you"

"Can't I Potter?" Said a high, cold voice.

She spun around. To her horror she was face to face with the most feared person in the whole Wizarding community, Voldemort. She had heard the stories that Harry Potter had been saying about him returning. She had dreamt about him coming back the night Harry claimed it happened and wished she would never have to see that chilling face ever again. She still had chills just about thinking of that dream.

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Jazz woke up in a cold sweat, her palms were sweaty and she was breathing fast. It was another one of those nightmares. Jazz was frozen in place staring at the marble stone ceiling. Her breath was raged, and she couldn't stop sahking.She slowly started to take in every thing she had just whiteness. It was all so real, her head was still burning from it. All though thios was not the first time she had a dream like this. She had seen the other attempts of Voldemort trying to regain the power he once had only to be ruined by Harry Potter.

Still shaking by what just happened, she slowly rolled over to her bedside table and turned on the light. Her small lamp aliuminated her small dormitory that she sahared with five other girls. On her bedside table she had a glass of water anda book she was reading.

'Why diddoI keep having these dreams?I'm not even the slightest bit related to him. I liveon the other side of the Atlantic for crying out loud!' Jazz thought rolling back onto her back.

Jasmine, or Jazz as her friends called her, was 5.4", has short brownish, blonde hair with neon green streaks, sharp and observant hazel-green eyes that appear blue depending on her mood, she has long legs so that she can run fast and has a spunky kick ass attitude. It was finally hot enough for Jazz to tan, and her hair that had been turning brown now has blonde streaks in them. The blonde is brought out by the neon green streaks that had been recently redone.

Jazz sat up and looked around her dormroom at Hegsmith Academy. All of the others girls were sleeping. To her right,Allison was snoring, to her left was her best friend Anniesleep peacefully. Jazzsilently got up and walked over to the openwindow. She could almost see the whole grounds from the window. The moon was high and sparklingmagicallyon the lake.

"I'll go for a walk that usually clears my head." Shesaid to herselfto herself. "It's aperfect night and maybe it'll clear my head."

Jazz slipped on her black cloak over her moon and stars P.Js, and slipped quietly out into the common room. The fire had gone out and the house elves had come and gone. Books that were left out were neetly stacked on the long coffee table and some new messages had been put up on the bullitonboard.Jazz tiptoed through the long, pitch-black hallways to the entrance hall and headed towards the door. She could hearone of the gosht that was on duty singing in the back ground.

She quietly slipped out and made her way down the hill to the lake. This was her favourite place on the grounds. It was so peaceful out here, especialy at night. The stars were bright and every now and then you could see a shooting star zoom by. Jazz got her breath and made a wish on one. She had always lived in cities and never got to see any. Slowly Jazz sat down by a Juniper tree. Staring blankly out to the lake, thinking about what happened, slowlyJazz's eyesbegan to close...

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ok so what did u think hate it love? Come on let me know . Come on bring it on! Lol any way as u already know this is my story that I had ready written 11 chp on but had to fix some thing so to all that were reading it before let me know if u like this beginning better k? k! RR PLZ!