Chapter 1:

Alicia looked at herself in the mirror (I seem to always start off with that?!?!) as she curled her black hair. She loved her eyes they were different and sort of seductive. They were purple. She had always wondered why. When she brought it up with her parent's shrugged it off. Until yesterday when it all cam out every last piece of it. From her being adopted to her parent's were killed the day she was born while she was under protection with Dumbledore.

^^^^^^^^^Flashback^^^^^^^^^

She came home from school her hair now in a ponytail due to wind. She was shocked to see that her parent's were home and were sitting at the kitchen table (in the front of the house) talking to an elderly man. She felt like she knew him from somewhere but couldn't put her finger on it. She hated when that happened and it always did happen when she met new people she felt like she already knew and had had a conversation with them.

She greeted her parents with a questioning look on her face. "Sweetie," her mother started but her voice broke. Instead her dad said," please sit down dear we have to tell you something." She nodded and sat down in the only empty chair at the table so now she had the strange man to her left, her father across from her and her mom with an unreadable expression on her face on her right.

She asked with concern and slight casualty," What's wrong?"

Her dad replied," You were adopted."

Slightly shocked said," if it's just that why are you home you could have waited to tell me tonight."

Noticing how vulnerable her parent's looked she didn't go into an argument about why they hadn't told her sooner for crying out loud she was fifteen it's not like she was being told... I don't know something bigger. Adoption wasn't that big of a deal most kids were told when they were ten.

"Because...you're birth parents were killed when you were born and... your grandfather killed them and you're... a witch," he said slowly his voice breaking so often she worried about him.

Slowly the news hit her she was a what... a witch. This surely has to be a joke there's no such thing is there? No there isn't any such thing those things only existed on television shows and in books. Not in real life.

I said," you've got to be kidding me."

"We aren't," my mother quickly said as if she had been dying to tell her for ages. "We adopted you knowing this and over the summer you have been learning magic then we took that info into a bottle of water and when you drink it you'll know everything you have learned so you'll be prepared if needed when you turned eighteen. But your grandfather is after you and Dumbledore thinks it would be best if you went to school where you would be safe."

"Okay if this were somehow all true. Why would my grandpa be after me and why would he kill my parents?"

The old man with half moon spectacles finally spoke," Because... your father denied him. He didn't want anything to do with his father after he met your mother. His father was... is a horrible man who takes pride in killing people. Your father was going to follow in his footsteps until he met your mother and fell in love with her. His father didn't want to kill her or him in hopes that they would a child and he would get that child to follow in his footsteps and torture people when he was gone. He found out your mom was pregnant and he killed her and your father the day she gave birth to you. To him he had no more use for them. They had a child and that was all that mattered. He was furious when he found you not there I had you with me putting very powerful protection charms on you for that reason."

"You're actually serious?"

Everyone at the table nodded.

"So what's supposed to happen now."?

"You drink the water," said her mother. Her mom got up and retrieved it. She had hidden it in a cabinet I never went into. She got it out and handed it to me.

She said," go on drink it then you'll go with Dumbledore to the school. You'll be safer there. Then go on upstairs and pack your things. Dumbledore already got all your school supplies. I know this is rather quick honey but if you don't do this you could die."

I took the glass from her hands and drank it and quickly finished it. Soon all sorts of spells flew into my head. Pictures of teachers. They didn't seem like her memories more like she was given a new brain filled with someone else's memories.

She nodded as to show it went to pack her things quickly then before she knew it she was on the Hogwarts Express riding with a few people she just met Harry Potter, Hermoine Granger and Ronald Weasley.

A/n: please review! I'll update later today or tomorrow.