Disclaimer: I realized I didn't put one of these in the first chapter, so I'm doing it now...I don't own Harry Potter or anything found in those books, no matter how much I wish I did. I do, however, own Aleigha, her family, and the plot to this story. Yea...ON TO THE STORY!!!

The closet got colder by the second. Aleigha sat in the fetal position in the back corner, shivering, and hiding behind the hanging clothes.

She knew Janice was probably confused as to why she ran out so quick, but she'd never know. No one besides her mother knew she was terrified of thunder storms, and she'd try and keep it that way.

Time seemed to tick by so slowly. What seemed like five seconds was really five minutes.

Then she heard the front door open and close. She checked her watch to see she still had thirty minutes until Ronan was due home. This caused her to shake harder and shrink farther back into her corner.

There was rustling coming from the living room, then mumbling, then someone stepping softly up the stairs.

She hugged her knees tightly and cried into her arms as silently as she could.

"This room's empty." It was a woman's voice.

"She's got to be here somewhere." This one was a man. He sounded old and haggard.

"This is the last room." Another woman's voice. She sounded kind, but Aleigha was still terrified. She knew the woman was coming into her room.

She heard the woman searching her room, then her closet door opened. Light flooded the closet and she shrank back further inter her corner to stay in shadow.

Darkness fell over the light in front of her and the clothes were moved, bringing her out of hiding. Aleigha looked up at the woman, her tears blurring her vision. The woman had purple hair, average height, and a kind face.

"Are you Aleigha Marion Winters?" the woman asked. Aleigha, still shaking, nodded. "Mad-Eye, she's in here." she yelled out to the bedroom, then turned back to Aleigha. "I'm Tonks. Can you come out of the closet, please?"

Aleigha shook her head and buried her face in her arms again.

Tonks knelt down in front of her, "We're not going to hurt you. We're here to protect you."

"F-from what?" Aleigha asked, her voice wobbling.

"We'll explain when you come out." Tonks reached her hand out. Aleigha looked at it, hesitated, then slowly took it. Tonks helped her stand up and led her out of the closet. There were four other people in her room. One was a short, older guy with an eye that seemed to zoom everywhere and a large walking stick. But it was hard for her not to focus on the eye.

Another person was a woman with long, blonde hair and a face beginning to wrinkle. There wasn't much special about her.

On man was taller with brown hair and a very serious face.

And the last man was tall and black. He was wearing what looked like traditional African clothes. He, too, looked very kind.

The amount of people in her room frightened her, but she didn't see her father, which eased her shaking a bit.

"Aleigha, this is Mad-Eye Moody," she pointed to the man with the zooming eye. It was easy to see why he was called Mad-Eye, "Kingsley Shacklebolt," she pointed to the man with the African looking clothes, "Sturgis Podmore," This was the man with the serious face, "And Hestia Jones." This was the other woman. She smiled and gave a little wave. Aleigha didn't say anything, just stood there, staring at the floor to keep herself from staring at Moody's eye.

Tonks put her hand on Aleigha's shoulder and led her down to the dining room, followed by the other four.

They all sat around the table. It was silent for a moment. Aleigha looked at the clock, the back at the table, twiddling her thumbs. There were still twenty minutes until Ronan came home. She was hoping to get these people out of her house before that happened.

"Aleigha, we need you to come with us." It was Mad-Eye who spoke.

Aleigha looked up in shock, "Why?"

"Professor Dumbledore will explain when we get to Hogwarts." Hestia said.

"No. No, I want to stay here." Thunder boomed, causing Aleigha to start shaking again.

"We can't allow that, Ms. Winters." Kingsley said.

Tonks sighed, "Here's a letter from the professor. Maybe it'll change you mind." She slid a letter across the table and Aleigha picked it up. Across it was written:
Aleigha M. Winters
Upstairs Bedroom on the Right
216 Leaver Road
Portland, Oregon

She broke the wax seal on the envelope and pulled out the letter. She felt the air get pushed out of her lungs and she squeezed her eyes shut. Soon, she felt herself hit the ground. She took in a deep breath and opened her eyes.

She wasn't in her dining room anymore.

A/N: There's part 3!!! Little bit of a cliffhanger there. Not very good at those, but there it is. Also, I don't think Leaver Road is an actual road in Portland(even though I used to live in there) but I didn't feel like looking it up...so if anyone knows an actually road there and wants to let me know...review and I'll change it. Hope u liked! I'll try to get the next part up as soon as possible!

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