The Vanishing Glass

Ella would walk. She would walk for hours to try and remember what had happened during her school year. It seemed so long ago, but it wasn't. How could time pass in such an aggravating way? Sometimes she would humor herself with the memory of what happened when she returned just days ago.

Allison and her group of friends were shocked to see her and took no time in trying to torture her again. Only this time she was confident against them. They couldn't be wicked Muggles to her. Sure, she couldn't do magic, but she wouldn't be shoved around either. They were no longer threats to her she had seen far worse than her.

"Hello Smella, where've you been? We thought you were finally shipped to the nutter house." Allison sniggered like she was so brilliant. She thought about all that Zahareth had put her through and how McLaggen acted. She knew this was nothing

"Hello Allison, I can see you haven't changed a bit." She said casually trying to walk by. Allison's cronies closed the gap she was about to walk through. Allison put her arm on her shoulder and pulled her back.

"Where do you think you're going?" One said to me.

"I'm going home," she said.

"But we've missed you, Smella. Won't you play catch up with us? Come on how was your year? Ours was normal and peaceful without your freakness around here."

"Shove off, Allison," she snapped knowing her patience wearing thin despite her hopes to keep her temper. Her sapphire blue eyes flashed in an unnoticed warning. She couldn't be rash. She had to keep her nose clean so her parents wouldn't have an extra reason to punish her.

Allison wasn't going to let Ella have her peace wish, "Come on stay awhile tell us about the freaks you spent all year with. Those poor souls." Ella snapped and shoved her over.

She glared at her and yelled, "You keep quiet about my friends!"

It was absolutely obvious to Allison she had hit a tense spot, especially at the word poor, "What's the matter, Ella, something wrong?"

"You keep your mouth shut about my friends," Ella snapped at her.

She only laughed, "Oh you didn't like me calling them poor did you? How poor are they Ella? Dirt poor? Can't feed each other poor? Tell me Ella, tell me."

In the days later Ella would wish she had walked away, but after those days of punishment, she would proudly say that she gave Allison exactly what she deserved. She got herself a good punch and kick. About time she got taught a lesson too; one that wasn't by Ella's uncontrollable magic. Ever since she had gone to Hogwarts she hadn't had any of her uncontrollable magic. Fine by her, of course, she didn't need to get in trouble from things like that. It was much more satisfying to do the damage herself.

She was just waiting for the time she could see Alicia, Angelina, and Katie, her Quidditch playing friends again. They were the girls she knew best in Gryffindor tower. They were always willing to help her in classes and she would do the same. Then there was Lee who always made her laugh. He was going to become a commentator for Quidditch this year. He got to do the commentary for the last match even though they lost. Finally the twins, Fred and George, two practical jokers with fiery red hair and hilarious personalities that Ella would give anything to be near at the moment. They came from a poor family, but they were closer to Ella than her actual family. Each one of them was nicer than anyone Ella had ever met and the Burrow, where they lived, was the home Ella had always wanted. It was a cozy home where you could play Quidditch in the summer and everyone was loved in the house. You could have magic or you could have no magic and the family would accept you!

Despite the difference from ordinary people, or Muggles, that she had with magic, she also had her dreams to separate her from other witches and wizards too. She wasn't able to tell a single soul about them due to a curse her Headmaster Professor Dumbledore had put on her. It wasn't against her will that she got the curse though. She had asked for it because she could risk tell someone about the dreams she got. See these dreams were of the future and very risky since she had seen some things that could probably not be prevented otherwise. She had never tried to tell anyone yet, but she wondered when the time would come. Some of the dreams worried her, but she got several reoccurring dreams that wouldn't stop. It annoyed her when they were ones she could easily decipher, but the ones she couldn't intrigued her. Her most recent dream was one that had been circling her mind since she returned home.

She would be just standing there when several people would shoot up around her. The dream seemed to be draped in a fog like the entire vision was guess work and nothing was set in stone. The people were all different ages and she would watch them and see their thoughts. They would be flashes of different things Ella couldn't comprehend. It didn't seem like the future, but there seemed to be an air of urgency in the dream. Like she had to figure out what they were doing right away. It could have been a life or death matter the way Ella felt it and she knew it had to be deciphered. Only problem was that she couldn't do it.

Their thoughts would shoot around her like bolts of lightning. She'd get a grasp on one idea and it would slip away leaving her with another fragment. It made her furious to not be able to understand something that was giving her a vibe of panic and need. Ella would wake up frustrated and bewildered, but couldn't stop herself from trying to find out more for her dreams. She had thought that with her curse she would no longer have to worry about her dreams, but now she felt like she'd burst if she couldn't say. Though letting out the slightest word of it could cause her pain and she didn't feel like going through pain in order to discover a little bit of a dream. Besides there was no one to ask even.

Looking at the people in the dream made her head spin. She thought she knew at least one or two of the people who were in it. She just couldn't get it through her head who it was though. It was like she was in a never ending puzzle and it tore her apart trying to get every piece put together just right. She couldn't shake flashes out of her mind. What did it all mean?

Ella had been stuck at home for only a week, but it could have been a century to her. She never thought she would hate the summer, but here she was wishing for everyone that she had ever met at Hogwarts. She would take the homework and harassment from Purebloods any day just to get some sort of magic back in her life. She didn't even have her owl, Rowena, to keep her company. Her parents had threatened at the end of the year to give her to Animal Control if she came near the house and Ella couldn't let that happen to her owl. So she sent her off to the Weasley's. Apparently Fred and George had taken her warning seriously and told others to follow in pursuit because she had gotten absolutely no letters

It made her life seem completely detached from what she had grown accustom to throughout the past few months. It was exceptionally odd to not receive the owl post during breakfast, but she had realized that wouldn't happen. All the magic she had grown used to seemed to have evaporated into thin air. She was thankful for her school supplies since they reminded her everything was real. The bracelet the twins had gotten her from her twelfth birthday was another reminder that she was accepted and loved in some place.

She would sit and fall into memories of the times she had spent the year laughing and casting spells with her friends. The time she rode a broom and got to feel the wind in her hair. She would love to play Quidditch, but knew she couldn't since she had seen the team and she was not a part of it. There was also the gamekeeper, Hagrid, who she missed. He was the Keeper of Keys and Ground at Hogwarts and was one of the nicest people she had ever met. Sure, his food would leave you wishing you had never tried to eat it, but he had only good intentions.

Sometimes when she walked she would go more than five blocks. She would go far enough away from her home that it would take her hours to return to it. She found out that she was within blocks from the boy in her dreams. It was odd to actually see some of the things that happened become real. She watched as he was pulled inside as two other boys claimed some huge snake attacks. It was odd to watch different things that happened to him that she had already seen, but she would go there often to see if what she saw actually did come true. She was almost caught by several different boys who would come and chase Harry. She wanted to help him fend off the group of bullies, but an uncomfortable tug in her gut told her that would be interfering and she couldn't risk that.

They would chase him and she could see it in his eyes. He knew he didn't belong. He was just like her. Stuck in a house of people who didn't want him there and bullied by those who could have been his friend if he were normal. Some Muggles were so cruel. She wanted to give them a piece of her mind and tell the boy he wasn't alone, but who would ever believe what she said? That would be insanity to walk up to a person and say they are a wizard. All she could do was watch and wait. Wait for the time he would know and she could get away.

A/N: Alright, so these first few chapters are sort of hard and I'm pretty much running out of ideas...(& regretting the choice of no communications between her and the Wizard World) It was pretty short, but I think that's okay. I'm probably not going to do a Chapter for the Keeper of Keys since that all Hagrid and Harry. Just a warning. :) Hope you liked it sorry it took so long!