Gray looked around Nirvana, trying to figure out why he kept seeing a tiny girl in a pale blue cloak running around. Not just on Nirvana, no - he had dreamed of her for years, and now she raced through his early memories like she belonged. It took Gray only a minute to realize why - she did.


Gray and Lyon paced restlessly. The others watched nervously, unsure of what was going on. Both boys were muttering under their breath. Finally, Gray exploded.

"That old bastard!" Gray yelled. "He took her!"

"Who took who?" Lucy asked. Lyon growled.

"Back when we were Ur's students," Lyon explained. "Gray had a little sister. Some colorblind old bastard took her and wiped our memories!"

"We need to find her," Gray said. "We need to get Ultear and find Vi. We need to get them now." Lyon nodded.

"Who are Vi and Ultear?" Erza asked.

"Vi is Gray's little sister. Ultear is Ur's daughter. We knew her for about a week."

"So we're going on an adventure?" Wendy asked. Both boys looked at her for a moment before nodding.

"You have a plan?" Erza asked. Again, the boys nodded.

"First, go back to the woods and get the things we buried there. Those will make a lot of things easier. Second, get Ultear. We have a better idea of where she is. Finally, figure out where that bastard took Vi and find her."

"For one thing, I've got the cloaks. Secondly, Ultear might be easier than we thought, as she's over there," Lyon pointed out. Gray looked and swore. "Ultear, phoenix fire melts ice!" Ultear looked at them and began to swear. Oddly, so did Lahar.

"That old bastard!"


As she listened to her uncle rave outside, Violet Potter reflected on some things. Violet had a lot to reflect on. She was alone and helpless until August 24th, when she'd hopefully be at Hermione's. She was in trouble for something she didn't do. She was no Potter.

Violet had figured out the last fact rather quickly on her own. She remembered the vague impressions of her parents, but they looked nothing like Hagrid's photos. She had drawn their faces on the ceiling, along with the Dream Family.

The Dream Family were from a recurring series of dreams that she had always had. She had been younger there, locked in a winter wonderland. She had a special blue cape that the mother had given her when the black-haired and white-haired boys had gotten theirs. Sometimes, another little black-haired girl would be there, with her own cape. Those dreams made her feel safe. They were the few happy moments of her childhood.

The problem was, they were just dreams. Everyone hated her. No one loved her at all. She was all alone.