Original (Last summer.) Aphra's Note: Keep in mind that this is my first fic. It was mostly a dream that I had the other night with added dialog and plot,. and no matter how gay that was, PLEASE be kind, if it's stupid, just say so(please no evil cursy flaming), it would help if you would tell me why it was stupid, so I could mend it up. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Oh yeah, Incase yeh didn't know, I don't own Harry potter and his friends except Gwen. Please Rate.

This Year: I started this story last year. I'm going to try to finish it this summer, because I promised myself I would write a complete story. I released this before, but now that the original form is all stagnant and unchaptered, I'm gonna do it again, chapterized!! Yes!! -_-;;

Chapter One - A Runaway Muggle.

A pretty young muggle girl of fifteen sat on her bed holding a pen and paper. She swept through her long glossy dirty-blond hair with her bruised arm. Nervously, she began writing:

Mom and Dad,

If you bother to make sure that I'm in my room sometime soon, I'd like you to know that I'm leaving here. I love you, but I just don't feel safe here. Three times just this week I've suffered the pain of your beatings. I know that I may have deserved it, after all, I did forget to bring home the paper and forget to do the dishes, but I don't really like to go to places everyday with horrible cuts and bruises all over me. Goodbye, Gwen

"There that should do it," thought Gwendolyn Stevenson.

Gwen was a thin girl of medium height, with glowing, snow-white skin. Her warm blue eyes were staring at her horrible new bruise on the left arm. "Ugh," she said, as she tended to it. 'Well I suppose it's time to get out of here,' she thought. She grabbed her backpack, which contained a small bit of food (SlimJims and Toffee cakes), fifty (muggle) pounds that she'd managed to save up, her first aid kit, and some spare outfits. It was the afternoon, but Gwen had no idea where she'd be spending the night. No one was home, making for an easy get away. She only had to worry about neighbors, but so far there seemed to be none on the prowl. Sometimes they just wouldn't mind there own business. ~

'Wow! It's already six! I can't believe I've been traveling for four hours now. Wish I knew where I was. Well I suppose it doesn't matter since it's all in the pursuit of happiness,' thought Gwendolyn.

She'd just stopped at a drugstore to buy a Snapple to wash down the SlimJims she'd just eaten. Contemplating between raspberry iced tea and peach iced tea, it hit her. She needed a place to stay to night, so why not find the local mall, and stay until after closing? She would just need to find a good place to hide until security left. It could be done!

'And it would probably be cool in there too!' she thought, well aware of the August heat she'd been walking through all day.

And after five minutes, Gwen put down both iced tea Snapples and reached for a lemonade one instead. She also bought some antibacterial soap, bringing her money rations down slightly.

'I've better be careful with this. This is all the money I've got,' she quietly reminded herself.

She asked the drug-store cashier where she could find the nearest mall, and Gwen was quickly informed that it was about a mile North.

'Perfect,' she thought, 'Only one more mile' ~

After about forty minutes, (she'd made a wrong turn and had to ask someone directions, adding fifteen minutes to the journey) she arrived at the mall. It was rather large, and once inside, Gwen started looking for good places to hide from the security once the mall closed. Ten minutes prior to mall closing, she decided to check out the ladies bathroom, which had already been cleaned for the night, and hid in a stall for the thirty most boring minutes of her life. Just as Gwen thought it would be safe to leave the bathroom and go to the Metabolife stand that looked oh-so-cozy to sleep in, a police woman swung the bathroom door open. She seemed to be running up and down the stalls checking for feet, and Gwen was luckily quick enough to jump on top the toilet as the guard appeared to have eaten too many donuts in her day, making her slow to bend. Five minutes later the light was out and the guard gone. Gwen decided to stay in the stall for another ten minutes, just to be sure. Emerging from the ladies room into the darkened mall, which, Gwen thought, was a bit eerie, she made her way to the Metabolife booth between the D.E.B. shop and Structure. Both of these stores were barred up, making entrance impossible. Gwen was just starting to get cozy (she even had a little comment slot to see what lay in front of her.), she heard large heavy footsteps. Frozen to the spot, and not making a sound, she peered out the tiny slot in the booth. A tall, hooded figure appeared.

'Oh, no, a thief!' was Gwen's first impression, of which she was soon convinced otherwise.

But then the figure raised a large stick, and shouted some strange words and security cameras came crashing down from the ceiling, busting into pieces. And just as if the strange activity wasn't enough to petrify Gwen, another figure appeared out of thin air, this one was balding and short, and she noticed something unnatural about him. His right hand was gleaming silver.

'It must be a fake hand' thought Gwen, but this theory was quickly demolished when she saw the flexibility of the hand.

The balding man fell to the ground and said, "My Lord".

Gwen was getting more freaked out as the seconds passed. She didn't regret leaving home, but she definitely regretted staying at the mall. She'd probably be safer in a trash can.

'Maybe I fell asleep and I will wake up and this will all be a dream,' thought Gwen hopefully.

But unfortunately it wasn't a dream, but how could it be reality? The hooded figure spoke....... ~ To be con't........