A/N: Only at night in my sweet and very unreal dreams do I own Harry Potter. In reality, JK Rowling is the queen and the one and only rightful owner of HP! :)

Braewyn had gotten a wand, a golden brown owl she called Tawny and all her school supplies. Also some robes that looked far better than any of the other clothes she had ever worn, Mr. Potter had even bought her some muggle clothes. Now they were standing outside a big house in a place called Godric's Hollow.

They had actually had a fun time and Mr. Potter had told her about his youth, and how he and his friends did all sorts of crazy stunts at Hogwarts. He told her about the troll that had gotten into the school his first year and he and his 2 friends had manage to knock it out. For every story he told her she became even more amazed by him. He was incredible... Everything he had done he had done to help others, he had never done anything for himself. The hostality that had been there this morning was gone, they both just enjoyed each others company instead. She had never felt this close to anyone but Tainy in her life.

"I'm home." Mr. Potter yelled out as they entered the front door of the house. It was a big house. Mr. Potter had told her that the name was Godrics Hollow and it had belonged once to his parents. Now he and his wife Ginny Potter lived there with their three children.

"Dad!" A young redhead girl came running and jumped into her fathers arms. She had a huge smile on her face. "Did you buy me anything in Diagon Alley?" She looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

"Here you go." He put her down and gave her a small bag that seemed to contain candy. The girls eyes lit up, even though she couldn't be much older than Braewyn herself, she seemed younger in some way. She was very giddy and somewhat childish, but Braewyn couldn't hate her, she knew it from the first time she saw her, she couldn't hate a person like that.

"Hi honey." A older woman, very beautiful, with long red hair walked into the room and embraced Mr. Potter. They kissed for a brief second, but it was so filled with love that Braewyn could only stare with wonder. She had never experienced such a show of love between to people. The closest she had been to it was her friendship with Tainy.

"Ginny, this is Braewyn." Mr Potter introduced his wife to her with some sort of hint in his voice, as if they had been talking about her before and she had to be careful, but Braewyn couldn't be sure about that.

Mrs Potter came over to her and with a warm smile stretched out her hand and took her own and shaked it. It was somewhat hesitant in her movements, but Braewyn ignored it. "Nice to meet you Braewyn, you may call me Ginny." Mrs Potter said with a friendly mask. It was obvious the woman felt awkward in her presence, even though she tried very hard to hide it. She was a nice woman, if she hadn't been she wouldn't have tried to be so nice when she clearly was uncomfortable.

"Lily go fetch your brothers." Mr. Potter told the little red-headed girl and she ran off. Soon you could hear her yelling after her brothers, the sound was so muffled that Braewyn couldn't understand a word of it. Soon the entire Potter family was gathered in the living room. Braewyn didn't feel too comfortable, but they were nice people and their kids were really lively.

"Braewyn" Mr. Potter walked over to his 3 children, grabbing the oldest shoulder to tell him to calm down. "You've already met my daughter Lily," he said and the red-headed girl gave Braewyn a warm smile. "This is my sons James," he ruffled the oldest boy's hair. "And Albus Severus," he touched the other boys head. "You'll be bunking up with Lily in her room, and there are some new clothes for you there too."

"Thank you, Mr. Potter." Braewyn said politely with a small smile, which was really rare for her to do in the company of strangers.

"What house do you want to be sorted into?" Lily asked Braewyn as she sat down on her bed in her room. She was enthusiastic as always.

"House?" Braewyn asked, she didn't know much about Hogwarts she was new to the magical world after all.

"Sorry, I forgot." Lily excused herself. "There are 4 different houses at Hogwarts; Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Everyone in my family has been in Gryffindor, so that's the best one. And we get sorted by the Sorting Hat." Lily explained enthusiastically.

"I don't know." Braewyn answered quietly, she didn't really know which house she wanted to be in. She didn't really care either. She somewhat liked Lily though and did wish she would be in the same house as her, but she didn't know Lily after all and so it wasn't a strong wish.

"Lily!" One of Lily's brothers came barging in, his name had been James, if Braewyn remembered correctly. "Did you take my snitch again!" He seemed really angry with his sister.

"I was only borrowing it, James, don't get your panties in a twist." Lily said, obviously used to her brothers raging temper.

"Give it back!" James growled.

"Fine.." Lily mumbled and withdrew a small golden ball from her desk draw.

Braewyn couldn't help but stare at the little ball. "What is that?" She asked in awe as the little ball produced a pair of thin golden wings and started fluttering slightly.

James looked like he was in shock. "You don't know what a snitch is?" He asked, in the way he said it you would have thought it was the color red she didn't know what was.

"James, she's never played Quidditch before!" Lily said in a matter-of-fact voice. "Muggles don't have it, now do they."

"Shut up." James snatched the snitch that had started flying a little. "Come on, let's teach you the most awesome sport ever invented!" He told Braewyn.

Braewyn followed Lily and James down to the garden, where Albus Severus also joined them. James handed her a broom and mounted his own. Braewyn just started at the broom. This was really stupid as far as she was concerned.

"You have to mount it, Braewyn!" Lily said encouragingly as she mounted hers. "Then you just kick lightly off the ground and lean forward, but don't do it too fast, because then you'll take off as a rocket..." Lily giggled a little and as if to demonstrate kicked off the ground and started flying in the air, closely followed by James and Albus.

Braewyn couldn't believe what she was seeing. The thought of flying on a broom was absurd and even though she saw it with her own eyes, she couldn't really believe it. And on top of everything, even though she knew nothing about brooms and flying, she still felt like these kids were really really good. Above average in skills at lest. And they were having so much fun with it, laughing and joking around. She envied them and she felt a pang in her chest as she thought about Tainy. She missed Tainy, even though it wasn't too long since she had seen her last.

"Come on, Braewyn!" Lily encouraged her.

It did look fun from Braewyns point of view and she actually wanted to try it out. Even though she still couldn't believe what she saw, she was still a little drawn to it, as if her body wanted to do it, as if her mind was longing for the feel of flying through the air. It was a strange feeling, because Braewyn had never flown before, she had once fantasized about it, but that was nothing more than a dream. She snapped out of her thoughts and mounted the broom, imitating the way Lily had done it. Then she kicked hard from the ground and she shot into the air right away. Leaning her body forward and placing her feet on the pedals in the back of the broom she accelerated, she was doing everything out of reflex. After a few minutes of just getting the feel of the broom and the flying she started laughing. This was the most fun thing she had ever been a part of.

"Lets race!" She yelled to Lily, who was flying beside her by now.

"The last one has to eat Dads cooking!" Lily laughed, she hated her dads cooking and would rather not eat than eat it again.

And so they both shot forward in a high speed, battling each other for the first place. In the beginning Lily was in the lead, but Braewyn soon caught up with her and was steadily getting more and more of a lead.

Meanwhile by the house Harry Potter was watching his daughter and the girl who he had all reason to hate, but couldn't. He watched her in awe, she had been unsteady in the beginning, but she was getting better and better by the minute. She was on level with his own children and they had been flying since they could walk. He was amazed and he started remembering when he first had started playing Quidditch, she reminded him of himself back then and she was atleast just as good as him, maybe even better. Thinking about what she might become one day made his stomach twist, she looked so happy and yet, her future was only filled with pain. He wanted to save her, but he didn't know if he possibly could.

"She's good." Ginny walked up behind her husband and wrapped her hands around his waist, hugging him lightly.

"She's better than good." He said lost in thoughts. He didn't want to worry Ginny too much with his problems, he had told her some of it, but not everything. She only knew who Braewyn's biological parents were, she hadn't heard about the prophecy yet. He hoped she would never have to know about it. At the moment he and Headmistress McGonagall were the only ones that knew and so there was no need to resurrect The Order of The Phoenix, right now everything was under control, and he hoped it would stay that way. Maybe by hanging out with his children, Braewyn would learn and understand what her father never had and thus have a different outcome. He didn't know. Only time would tell.

After racing around several times they finally decided to land on firm ground again. Lily burst out talking right as her feet touched the ground. "Braewyn! You were amazing, are you sure you've never flied before?" She said enthusiastically. "I mean, you're almost better than James and he worships flying, he is even worse than dad when it comes to Quidditch. Well, he might be beat by Uncle Ron when it comes to worshiping, but he isn't far behind." She blabber on until James gave her a rather nasty glare that shut her up.

"Lils is right, you're really good." Al said to fill in the uncomfortable silence as his sister and brother were staring at each other. "You should join the Quidditch team when you start at Hogwarts! I'll bet you'll be the greatest chaser!"

"I don't know..." Braewyn said quietly and followed them to where the brooms were stashed away.

"Besides," James cut in. "her balance was off and she had no technique what so ever. I hardly think she would make the team. Stop getting her hopes up!" He said harshly.

"I think I could do it." Braewyn said, but it was too low to anyone of them to hear as they continued their bickering. It was the first time she had ever stood up against someone, and they hadn't even heard it. Well, they couldn't know that this was just the beginning of a whole new life for Braewyn, a life where she was finally sick of being put down and a life where she wanted to have control.

Thanks to luthian-elanor for the first review! Al's a gryf, of course! I love him too! :D

Anyways, the chapter is still a little short, but I'm just getting started. So from now on it's going to get longer and more interesting. In the next chapter they finally arrive at Hogwarts. :) Thanks for reading! :D