A/N: Yes this is my first HP fic. I'm obsessed with making my own characters so, again, yes, these are characters you've never heard of. PLEASE review! I'll love you!!!!

"No! Don't! You can't have my baby!!" A woman's voice shrieks, sounding as though it was coming from far away. Her voice was full of terror, as though her life was ending before my eyes.

"Stay away from my little girls!!!" A man's voice bellows from somewhere behind the woman's. It occurs to me that this must be her husband, and like her, his voice too is full of fear and… anger? Two babies start crying as I hear a shriek of pain and horrible peals of laughter.

Suddenly I wake up.

Looking around, I realize that I'm in my room at my house; I'd broken out in a cold sweat from the dream. I try to fall back asleep, but can't, so I kick off my covers and climb out of my bed. I walk over to the window and close it as Carmel flies in. My slim, carmel-colored owl, Carmel, has 3 letters for me. I quickly take the one off that's attached to his leg and pick up the two he dropped on my desk. I look at the first one and open the familiar envelope.

My supplies list for my 3rd year at Hogwarts. I can't wait to go back, but I really don't want to have to put up with Draco. He's always trying to talk to me and get me to go out with him. It's so annoying. I look at the list. Guess it's time to visit Gringotts again and get some money to go shopping in Diagon Alley, maybe I'll see some of my friends there...if not at least I can go with Rachel. I pick up the letter that was attached to Carmel's leg and try to figure out who it's from. When I can't figure out the writing on the envelope, I open it up, unfolding the parchment and reading the letter.

Dear Kristen,

How was your summer? School's starting soon and I can't wait to see you again. If you're going shopping in Diagon Alley, please go this weekend. I'll be waiting for you in the back left corner of Flourish and Blotts. I hope to see you there.

See you soon.

No signature? Why should I want to meet an anonymous person in the most unused corner of Flourish and Blotts? I'm defiantly not going to meet them. I look over at Carmel and he blinks his big eyes at me before his head swivels toward the window and he lets out a greeting. I look at the window and see a midnight black owl with a white spot on its chest. Without hesitation I move to open the window and the mysterious owl flies in. It drops a rather large package on my desk and I leave the window open to walk quickly to my desk and see who it's from.

I look on the package and there's nothing on it except my name. I've never seen the owl before, and I don't recognize the writing on the package, so who could it be from? One word flashes through my mind. Dad. But, I haven't seen him in who knows how long! It can't be from him. I'm not opening it. That decision made, I open the last letter that Carmel had brought. The slanting cursive hand can only be of my good friend, Bridget. I hadn't seen or heard from her all summer! I'd written her, but she'd never written back. I open the letter and start to cry as I read it.

Krissy,

I'm sorry that I haven't contacted you all summer. It's been dreadful here at my house. I'm sorry to tell you that Chase is gone. We went on our vacation to the States and when we got back he had to go help a friend. It turned out that when he got there, someone...well you know; used an unforgivable curse: The Cruciatus curse. He didn't deserve that. My parents are still sending me to Hogwarts; they say that I'll be safest there. They're going to go into hiding though. They say I must stay away from them. I can't visit, or speak to them until summer if all goes well. I don't want to spend Christmas without my parents! I've never spent a holiday without my family!! I'm sorry - I'm crying so much I can't see. I hope to hear from you soon. If possible I would like to shop for my school items with you. I'll talk to you soon!

Love,

Bridget

No! Chase can't be gone! He can't! I need him; he was always there for me! Why did it have to be him? It's not fair!! He never did anything bad enough for someone to kill him!! Bridget...poor Bridget! How is she going to survive without her family! I've got to-what the-?? A gray owl?? True to my musings a large gray owl appeared at my window ledge, feathers shaking and falling out in small piles.

Hmm. Oh Merlin, it's scared! It must be exhausted! Getting up and grabbing the gray owl from my windowsill before it falls, I feed and water it before putting it in Carmel's old cage to recuperate before I sit back down at my desk. This is way too much to handle at...5 in the morning. I turn and look at my desktop and spot the package sitting there, beckoning to me. Instead of opening it, I pick up a clean piece of parchment and write back to Bridget quickly. I roll it up and tie a string around it, before telling Carmel to take it to Bridget as quickly as possible.

He plucks it from my hand with his beak and flies out of the window. I watch him until the darkness of the early morning engulfs his body. I turn around and barely hold back a shriek of terror as I stare into two very large yellowish orbs. The black owl had soundlessly moved from my dresser to my desk. It obviously wanted me to open the package, but I am definitely NOT going to open it. No stupid owl can command me… right?

x ten minutes later x

I can't believe I'm opening the stupid package… I have a bad feeling about this. I slowly open the big envelope then spill its contents out onto my desk. The package's contents are: A small mirror laying atop a letter that I can estimate to be about ten pages long, an Azkaban's Most Wanted Poster and a faded old photograph of a beautiful young woman who looks quite a bit like me, holding two babies –one in each arm– and a handsome young man with his arms wrapped around the woman's waist.

I didn't understand the photograph or any of the items for that matter. (I ignored the Most Wanted poster cramming it back in the envelope.) I picked up the letter and read every detail of it, five times. I couldn't believe it. My first thought was 'I have to tell Rachel'! Jumping out of my chair, grabbing the letter and photo, I throw open the door, and almost run into Rachel in my hurry.

"Did you get one too?" She asks me holding up her own letter and photograph.

"Yes. Do you really think it's really him?" I ask her, not wanting to believe it myself.

"I'm not sure. I mean, who would make something like this up?" She asks looking at her letter.

"I don't know. You look tired though; go get some more sleep. I'll figure it out soon enough. Don't worry about it." I smile at her as she nods her head and heads back to her room yawning as I sit back down at my desk.

'Send a letter back with this owl.' I probably should write back. I haven't seen him in years though! Rachel and I have been on our own since I can remember, except for Kreacher; he's been here with us. Some guy took care of us when we were little, but I can't remember his name, or what he really looked like, the memory is fuzzy. I remember his voice though. He always cared about us so much. I remember how he left. He just disappeared. Said that he had to leave, it'd be best for us. We haven't seen him since then. I'm brought out of my memory when I hear a series of knocks at my door. I get up and open the door, only to see Kreacher standing there with a cup of hot coco.

"Kreacher heard Mistress moving around and brought her coco. Does Mistress want coco?" He asks me holding the cup up.

"Thank you, Kreacher. You can go back to sleep if you want." I take the cup of coco and he backs away from the door.

"Kreacher didn't mean to make Mistress mad! Kreacher is sorry." He says looking down.

"Kreacher, you didn't make me mad. I'm just saying if you want more sleep, you can go back to sleep." He walks away mumbling to himself as I shut my door. I walk back to my desk and shove the envelope off to the side, it slides off the edge of the desk and I hear a 'thud' as it hits the ground. I lean over and pick up the envelope. Under it is the Most Wanted poster and a little black box I hadn't seen before.

I pick them up and set the poster and envelope down on top of the other letters. I grab the little black box and slowly open it and see a gorgeous glittering silver, diamond heart pendant necklace sitting amongst layers of light purple satin. I gasp at the sight of it. When I lift it out of the box, a small folded not falls out with it. It reads:

Kristen, I feel that you deserve to have this necklace. I will tell you all about it later on when I can. Love, Dad.

I fasten the necklace around my neck and look at it in the mirror. It looks beautiful, but I feel as if it doesn't belong around my neck. I admire it for a few more seconds before taking it off and setting it back in the box. I shut the box and set the poster and envelope in my drawer before setting the box on top of them. I go to my bathroom and take a quick shower, then change into my jeans and a random t-shirt I had grabbed from my closet and head downstairs to the kitchen.

Grabbing a small muffin, I sit down to eat it just as Rachel comes into the kitchen. "Hey Rachel, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Diagon Alley with me this weekend to get our school stuff?" I ask as she sits down next to me and grabs a muffin herself.

"Fine with me." She mumbles, nodding her head sleepily.

"Okay. Do you want to go up there tonight, or just go tomorrow?" I ask, hoping to Merlin's long-lost Ghost she says tonight.

"We can go tonight." She says getting up, grabbing another muffin, and then heading to her room.

"Okay, I might leave kind of early to make sure we get a room." I tell her, getting up to go to my room to grab the few things I would need.

"Alright." Rachel calls out as she disappears into her room. I grab another pair of jeans, a t-shirt, my toothbrush and brush and throw them all in a bag before heading downstairs, shoving the letters in my bag as I grab my Nimbus Two-Thousand. I have Kreacher tell Rachel that I'll meet her outside of the Leaky Cauldron at noon. I walk out of the house and fly, making sure to stay out of Muggles' sight, to the Leaky Cauldron and go to Diagon Alley after I rent a room and lock my items in it.

"Kris?" A familiar voice says from my left side. I slowly turn to the voice, hoping against hope that it's not who I think it is.

"Draco?" I say as I see the light-haired boy walking towards me with a sphinx-like smile.

Beta/Note: 'Tis a great chapter, readers! Review and make the Authoress happy! You know she'll just hold you in suspense until you do. –quirks eyebrow—you know you want to.

A/N: hehe listen to my beta!!! you know its trueeeee. and i'll give you a umm...ohhhh a PURPLE brownie.

yes i got the idea from billys-green-soup. Again, PLEASE review!!!! if you do i might update -smiles mysteriously-