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Hiya everyone. I hope you are enjoying the summer holidays. Okay, this is how it's gonna work. It is Harry's fifth year; some of the events will be different from the book.

You are a 15-year-old girl; you are assigned to become Harry's personal bodyguard. You look the way you want, you wear what you want and - this is the space to put your name. Okay? I hope you understand that.

A little history and some things about yourself - you are a highly skilled martial artist. You have been trained by a group of very alit warriors and spiritual beings. You think very highly of yourself and you respect other's (when it is necessary.) This is because of your mental and physically strengths.

You have a female pet falcon called Grace, your parents left to you. You have no parents and you never how they died.

You've travelled the world and learned many different cultures. This is to help your training. After awhile, your councillor (one of the warriors that trained you.) He deemed you fit to go missions.

However you have a surprising amount of knowledge about society. Which means if someone shouts at you, you are most likely to shout back. You like listening to music and you always carry a CD Walkman when you are not on duty.

You were asked to come to Hogwarts by Professor Dumbledore, you arrive the same day as the new years starts.

Okay sorry for the long and boring intro, well. Here we go…Enjoy,

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, characters and all - I don't own them.

The Guardian

Chapter One

Arriving

"Ah shit!!" You yell as the train comes to a sudden stop. Reaching over, you grab your CD Player and make sure it's not damaged.

'Thank The Gods! I don't know what I would've done with this thing.' You stand and slip it back into your bag. Afterwards, you pick up your bag and swing it onto your shoulder. You can see everyone beginning to leave and you decide to wait for the crowds to thin out.

After about two minuets the hustle and bustle had died down and you exit your carriage. Hastily, you walk down to the door and step out into the cool air. The sensation lifts your spirits and you go through, in search for your falcon.

You suddenly hear a shrill screech and you know who it is.

"Grace!!!" You coo as you approach her cage, she cries in happiness with another loud shriek. Everyone around you covers their ear's.

"Why don't you put a clamp on that beak or something?!!" An annoying red head whines at you.

"Well, I'm sorry but I can't do anything about it!!" You exclaim and begin to stride away with Grace.

"Excuse me, but a falcon is not allowed in the school grounds. I'm a prefect I could easily have it taken away." A snobby, wavy haired girl boasts to you. You turn and walk up to her.

"Okay, one, look at my clothes, do I look like I attend this school, no! And secondly, Grace is allowed here." She scoffed and replies.

"Well, if you don't go to this school why are you here?" The red haired joined in.

"Because I was summoned here by Albus Dumbledore, you really shouldn't be so nosey!" You mock her voice and proceed toward the crowds of students.

You look around you and see the younger children being transported by boat and others, in line, waited.

"Alright there, a bit lost are we?" You turn to see a large man with a scruff, bushy beard.

"Yeah, I am. Are you Hagrid?" You ask since your letter stated to find a Rubeus Hagrid to take you to the school.

"That I am little miss and I presume that you are ?" You nod eagerly, suddenly Grace squawks.

"And who's this be-utiful little pretty yah?" You beam at him and reply.

"This is Grace, she doesn't like being in a cage for too long bless her." Hagrid grins through his facial hair. Raising a large hand, he pats you on the back and escorts you to an empty boat.

You settle yourself at the front of the boat, since you are offered it. Hagrid leans over to release the rope when a voice calls out the Keepers name.

"Hagrid, do you think we can squeeze on with you?" You turn to see a rather handsome teen approaching your boat. His black, ruffled hair set his stunning green eyes alight. A thin a sharp scar, shaped as a lightening bolt, stood out on his forehead. His frame was quite muscular and you can't help but melt at the sound of his voice.

Suddenly you realise that he mentioned "we." Soon, two familiar faces appear behind him. You grit your teeth and they notice it.

"Maybe we shouldn't…"

"Non-sense Hermione… come on there's plenty of room, right ?" You nod slightly and move Grace's cage. The lean, handsome boy seats himself first and it happened to be right next to you. You both smile awkwardly and enjoy the ride.

Soon, the sight of the school is well within your view, you stare in an awe.

'I've never seen something more remarkable. This castle is so well built.'

"It's impressive isn't it?" You turn your head and smile.

"Yeah, I've never seen such an impressively built structure." You blush, finding that you can't stop smiling.

You suddenly notice that he is grinning at you and you beam back.

"Are you a late starter?" He asks while blushing. You shake your head and look towards the castle again. Hoping that he hasn't seen you blush.

"I was summoned here by Dumbledore." Grace shrieks again and you poke your finger through the bars to tickle her neck. The boy laughs next to you.

"She's beautiful, what's her name?"

"Grace…" Suddenly, the freckle-faced boy interpreted you.

"Yeah, a shrieking nightmare." He mutters, you sneer at him. The boy, now sitting closer to you apologizing for his friend.

"I'm sorry about Ron, he's just a little upset because it's the end of the summer holidays. Do you know why you were summoned here?" You shake your head again.

"Well, I don't see any reason or you to be here." The girl with wavy blinked knowingly passed the end of her nose.

"Hermione!!" His black hair ruffles I the wind. You swiftly feel the boat jump from the waves beneath you. You all shift backward and land within the arms of the cute stranger. You both pause for a moment, when Ron nudges him in the ribs.

You move forward and straighten up to clothes. The boat comes close to the port and you prepare to get off.

As you near, Hagrid commands you to tie the boat. Before he finishes, you had already finished and stepped onto the port. You grin at Hagrid as he hands you your belongings. You are about to walk away, when you hear the boy ask for your name.

You turn and see him smiling, you feel all weak at the knees. "It's ." His grin widens and he relies.

"Well, if you're staying here for awhile, I'll be happy to give you a tour." Hagrid moves beside you and promptly pushes you along.

"Well, come on then we best get you to Professor McGonagall." You turn and wave, feeling rather annoyed that you did not catch his name.

"Hagrid, who was that boy?" You see him shifting his gaze awkwardly and then he answers.

"Perhaps it's best if you didn't know that just yet." You narrow your eyes and proceed to walk towards the horseless carriages.

"Ere, we can ride ahead you the others." You enter a spacious carriage at the front. You set down Grace and your bags; you pull out your CD player. Fitting the headphones comfortably in you ears, you press play and sing harmoniously to Maroon 5.

The road ahead was wide and wobbly, you find yourself gripping onto the door beside you for support.

As you near, you can see the sandy castle dazzle in fiery lights. The moon lay just beside it, shinning down on its beauty. Soon, the road seemed smoother and the castle was in full view.

Unexpectedly, you CD player starts to skip and then it stops all together, you jump and pull it out of your bag. You check the battery power and it is fine.

"I'm afraid those Muggle devices of yours won't work ere dear." You hear Hagrid say, sighing angrily, you put it away.

A few moments later the cart stops and Hagrid helps you carry your belongings to the main door.

Suddenly, a tall, elderly woman walks out - her hands clasped together and wearing a large hat.

"Wait ere a moment and I'll speak to the Professor." Hagrid speaks cheerfully; he places your bags down and walks away from you.

You see him, with his back to you and talks very secretly to the woman. You feel a hard lump in your throat and start to question whether it was a clever idea to come.

"Hello again," you turn and see him again, standing with his two friends. You smile because you can see he's embarrassed.

"! Come on now, its time to go." You groan and pick up your possessions. You whisper goodbye and stride toward Hagrid and the lady.

"Hello, my dear. Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor McGonagall - Deputy Head Mistress here. Well, if you are ready, we'll go inside." You nod and thank Hagrid, he smiles broadly and you follow McGonagall closely.

"Now, I know you were expecting to meet with Professor Dumbledore, am I correct?"

"Well, yes." You nod; she opens an oak door and holds it for you. You peer up at the size of the space around you.

"My God!!" You yell as you begin to climb the fist set of stairs.

"This is the Master Staircase, you must be careful when using them," she suddenly flings her arm across your body. You then find it was to stop you from falling to your death.

"These things move!!! Fucking Hell!!!" She throws a sharp look into your eye's.

"Sorry, it kind of slipped out." She nods and sighs.

"Sometimes, it could be a half an hour before they return." You moan and wait for the stairs to slide securely in front of you.

You are hesitant at first when Professor McGonagall reassures you.

"Come now Miss , it is safe once they return. Just step living." You roll your eyes as she shows to her office.

"Have your superiors informed you of the recent happens here?" You nod as you remember the seriousness of your Master's tone.

"I presume you know of the story of the Dark Lord?" You draw back in your seat and wave your head from side to side. The thin-faced witch looks at you in surprisingly.

"Well, a little over fifteen years ago, the Dark Lord Voldemort attacked a Muggle couple who tried to stop his rein of terror. Unfortunately, they were killed and no one was left, expect for their son. Voldemort, who by the way - you must reframe from mentioning his name around others. You see, He who must be named, did not kill this child, he was unable to because of the sacrifice his Mother made for him… She died to save him. So the Dark Lord only left the baby boy with a scar on his forehead and it drained his power." You find yourself stiffen, as the word scar was spoken. You fidget slightly and look back into her piercing eyes.

"Do you understand so far?" You consider the question and nod.

"Well, you remember what you we're told from your teachers. He has returned and that same child, who attends this very school - is in the greatest danger of his life."

Your eyes widen and you place a hand on your head. You can feel a burning in your mind, like a when a nerve is stuck suddenly. Then a pair of bright green eye's glistening right at you. They are dazzling, they are breath taking and you are drawn into them. It was almost like they were trying to seduce you…

"?! Are you alright dear?" You snap to your senses and promptly reply.

"Yes, I just got a little freaked out."

"I'm sorry dear, but I must put forth how serious this matter is."

"I understand. You want me to protect him…" You speak in a mummer. She nods and stands.

"We need you to follow his every move, be with him wherever he goes; he cannot be alone for a moment. Can you handle that ?" You nod determinately, she sees the fierceness in your eye's and smiles quaintly.

"Good, I'll have the house elves set up a bed for you in the Gryffindor boys dormitories. Do you have any questions?"

"Who is he?" She looks at you oddly.

"You've met him. Mr. Harry Potter." You narrow your eyes and look toward the ground.

It hits you, the boy on the boat, with the lightening scar.

You giggle slightly, 'how ironic, it had to be a guy I like!! Oh well, business before pleasure.' You think to yourself. The Professor begins to leave and you follow; you are about to pick up your things, when she tells you to leave them there.

"The house elves with leave them in the dorms." You walk over to Grace and rub her neck and back.

"Bye honey, I'll see you later." You stand from the cage and follow her.

"At this time, Mr Potter is in the Great Hall, I need to get back to the assembly, you may wander around the castle until the ceremony has ended. Unless, are you hungry?" You reply with a yes and she takes you to the kitchens.

"Ask one of the elves for something to eat, they'll give you anything you want. Remember, the assembly finishes in two hours, please be at the Gryffindor Tower at that time, if you loose your way - ask one of the portraits. Oh! And the password is Mimbulus mimbetonia." You raise an eyebrow and watch her walk down the large hall.

You decide to have a sandwich and head to the Gryffindor Tower to think.

You arrive and the Tower, when you see a house elf walk out. You stop him and ask where the boy's dorms are.

"Oh! You must be . Yes, this way, please, please come this way." You follow the small creature, his spiky ears wiggled as he climbs the stone steps.

You soon reach the top of the spiral staircase and you stare at the large canopy beds.

"Is-is, one of them mine?" The bouncy elf giggled with delight.

"Yes, indeed yes Miss! There is yours, right next to Master Harry Potter's!!" You grin at the size of your bed, you dash over and leap on top of it.

Suddenly, you hear a bird cry. Looking over, you see Grace flittering in her cage.

"Thank you, ere?"

"Oh! Dobby Miss ." You giggle and tell him to call you . He giggles and blushes. You can't help but think he's sweet.

"If, that'll be all Miss - ere, I'll leave you." You nod and he leaves. You rush over to Grace and open her cage, she crawls up your arm and you open a near by window.

"Now remember baby, no eating other people pats, especially the rats and toads. I'll see you in a couple of days babes." You fling your arm up and she sores powerfully into the night sky. You sigh and watch your closet friend fly higher and higher, till she is completely out of site.

You turn back to your bed and fall back onto the sheets. You feel the soft bed sheet relax your muscles. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a chest of doors, over by your bags. Walking over to it, you find the draws are empty. You decide to unpack your clothes and other belongings.

Once you neatly put away your clothes, you pull out your weapon, one perfectly rounded staff. You remember hand carving it yourself in Africa, only a year ago.

You return to the bed and put the cane next to your bed. All of a sudden, you peer to the side."Next to Master Harry Potter's…" Then, those green eyes appeared again and your breath caught in your chest. They look at you loving and you find the lump in your throat grow. Your hands become sweaty and you feel butterflies in the pit of your stomach. Next you see him laying next to you, propped up against his elbow, his smiles at you. You want nothing more than to reach out and touch his skin, to feel the warmth of his chest again. You remember how secure you felt in his arms.

"No, stop thinking about him!!! You are going to be his personal bodyguard! You cannot fall for him, it'll only compromise your objective, you could end up killing him. You won't fall for him, you won't! You won't!!" You pull your pillow over your head and scream into it.

Suddenly, you hear steps coming towards the doors. You jump up and watch, as the door swings open, a group of boys walk in. You stare at them and they blankly stare back at you.

"H-hello…" One of them mutters in utter confusion.

"Hi." You reply and then Ron and Harry stride in, both with smiles on their faces. Until they see you sitting on your stylish bed.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?!" Ron squeals like a lost child. You look down briefly then shift off the bed and walk toward Harry.

"Harry, ere, I know you don't really know me and I don't, really know you, but… I'm going to be at your side for an entire year." He blinks and you blush slightly, wondering what he must be thinking.

"What," he whispers in a gentle and mystified tone. You inhale deeply and try another approach.

"What I mean to say is; I've been assigned to be your bodyguard until; 'the threat' is gone." He steps back and looks at Ron. Ron seems to have no clue to what you mean. You just smile innocently and point to the door.

"I think I'll wait outside so you guys can get changed…" You trot out, to avoid a row that was sure to take place.

Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter to see how the boys take it. I hope you liked that please review… thanks