Sidney Bristol, and her story:

I remember my parents vaguely, I'm not exactly sure why, they were there for me, even though, the circumstances are of a completely different nature, as to what you would call "There for me." I'll take you back, to when I was six, still not aware of whom my parents actually were. I sat on my wooden floor, my bed in back of me, and my father coming in with a wand.

He handed it to me, and told me this: "Sidney, choices in life, can either be for the better, or for the worse of you." I looked at it, still in my childhood, and can still recall the cold grip of it, and what the coldness from it brought to my senses.

I couldn't tell you exactly the feeling it portrayed, but can tell you only that it is something a child should never experience. As I grew older, I found my parents to be Death Eaters. As you know are Lord Voldermort's followers. They enrolled me to go to Hogwarts when I was born, knowing someday, I would be released into the wizarding world. With more then just my name, but also a scar on my forehead, Quite like Harry's,

my parents fled after I was left there, with the mere memory of them. They released me over to Hogwarts early, a man by the name of Miah, took custody of me, by recommendation from Dumbledore.

I've lived with him all my life, him, and his best friend named Russell. They brought me up right, well, depending on what you would consider right anyway. They had slight an idea that I was a witch, but when it happened, is surprisingly made Miah unbelieving, but Russell knew better. I guess Russell was ready for it to happen. I'd also changed a lot since being with them, instead of being a black haired girl, I had royal blue hair, that was in large curls, and I wore baggy jeans, instead of tight, my eyes, turned gray for some reason, and before being blue.

That I couldn't explain. I wasn't exactly a tomboy, but I had learned to be tougher than the average girl is. The reason me being a witch scared Miah was because of the way it happened. I was sitting with Russell playing cards, when Miah walked in, with a case of Bud Light. I set down my cards, which were a flush, and Russell smiled, putting down a Royal Flush.

"Damn, I lost again." I said, realizing my defeat; which was 5 out of ten. Russell started laughing, cracking open a beer.

I glanced over at Miah, and all of a sudden, I told him what he was thinking. "I don't think that's such a good idea." It was weird, because he looked at me so strangely, as if I had invaded his mind or something.

But what was even weirder, was I did read his mind, but having no idea how I did it. Russell smiled even wider than he already was, looking at Miah, and shaking his head.

"What?"

He asked clueless as to why Russell was shaking his head.

"I told you she's a witch, but did you believe me? No," He said rubbing it in his face.

"I don't know Russ, it just seemed uncommon to have witches in Arlington don't you think?"

"Not to me, what about Celeste? I mean you never doubted her for a second."

"Well she proved herself right on the spot!"

"She also told you that Sid was going to be one, but you didn't believe her."

Miah said nothing. I smiled at Russell, and he returned it. "Good thing we got her stuff in advance, so we don't have to go all the way to damn London to get it." "Definitely Miah." I said, imagining being in London, the setting alone didn't seem to fit him, or Russell in any way at all.

"Hold up Miah, we still need to get her there, it's at least forty miles from Surrey, and we're in Arlington. Which doubles it about a thousand times more."

"You can take her." Said Miah, tossing Russell the keys. He sighed. "Off to the airport we go then. Get your stuff Sid, you've go a long ass trip ahead of you."

I ran down the hall, and grabbed my trunk. Pulling it over to the door.

"Miah, you can at least get off your lazy ass and help!" He said, lifting one side of the trunk. Miah came over, lifting the other side, and backing away while I opened the door. They tossed it up into the bed of Russell's black Toyota.

"Get in,"

He commanded, sticking a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. On my way over, Miah stuck out his arm to block my way, and squeeze me tightly into a hug.

"Ill see you later kid." He ruffled my hair, as he always did in departure. I climbed into his truck, and we took off to the airport, Russell's green eyes peered around seeing if he could go forward, and he pushed on the gas slightly making it jolt alive, and cruise down into streets seeming to split thicker sets of buildings.

"Hand me that visor behind you would you Sid."

I reached behind me the visor was black with blue flames on the bill. It didn't really go with his Fox Racing hoodie, but it was definitely Russell.

When we got there, he put my trunk on a trolley for me. He handed them the money for my ticket, and then handed the ticket to me. He sat there with me until my plane was called fifteen minutes later.

He kissed me on the head, embracing me tightly; his hug seemed to be better than Miah's. He slipped a note into my pocket. "Wha?" He cut me short.

"Go, it's going to leave without you."

He nudged me forward. I ran, and made it just in time. I had loaded my luggage prior. I eased myself into a seat by the window, carefully unfolding the piece of paper. It said:

Sidney, I'm going to miss you while your gone at Hogwarts, I hope your term is wonderful, and kick back, don't let the teachers nag you either, I know how they can be. I laughed at that. Your plane is probably leaving the airport now, and I'm probably watching it, and sighing. I know, I know, I'll have to get used to it, but hey, I love you ya know. Emmie and Marilyn should be coming to visit. I heard you send letters by owls, maybe Marilyn could help me with that huh?

Marilyn was my biological sister, and Emmie, or AKA Emily, is my cousin. I smiled, and continued.

Miah told me about Dumbledore and how he sent you here, but there's something big he didn't tell you. The scar on your forehead, Dumbledore knows more behind that than I, but your going to end up being associated with a boy named Harry Potter. I know the name sounds foreign to you, if it does look at you book called The new generation of wizard astonishment's It should tell you a thing or two about this boy. Now, as you also know your parents were Death Eaters, now I don't suggest you tell that to anyone, unless it's someone you can trust. I heard from The Daily Prophet that a man by the name of Sirius Black is also on the loose, so you should beware of him. I love you Sidney; I'll send you owls daily, I PROMISE! Love/Russell

I was happy Russell gave me such a sweet letter. I gazed out the window, looking below, and sections of fields were the size of postage stamps. I looked down in my lap, and there was a ticket that said "Platform 9 ¾" I put it in my Jansport, placing it on the empty seat beside me, when a loud voice cackled overhead.

"Please note, all passengers going to London England, make sure you're prepared to exit the plane within the next forty-five minutes. The convenience of this fast paced travel is provided be Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, and Wizardry! Thank You! Have a nice flight!"

I looked at the speaker above me in question. Did this mean that every single person on this plane was attending there? I thought to myself. "Best put on your robes Madame."

I glanced up, seeing a stewardess smiling down at me. "Alright then." I replied. "Y.Your Sidney Bristol aren't you?" She asked flabbergasted. "Yes, why?" I asked wondering why she was so speechless. "It's the famous Sidney Bristol!" at that, the whole plane burst into whispers spreading like wildfire.

"I'm honored, really Madame, if there's anything I can do, anything, just call me." "Al. Alright." I stammered. I pulled my robes on over my clothes, putting my wand in my pocket, but waving it slightly beforehand.

The voice cackled again. "Please unbuckle your seatbelts, and get on the train please." I stepped into the isle, and every single pair of eyes stared at me, especially at my scar. I got off, and handed the person my ticket, and a blonde haired boy came up to me, putting his arm around me.

"Right this way." He steered me into a compartment, and it was just he and I. "Do I know you?" I asked. "No, but your so stunningly gorgeous I just thought you 'ought to get to know me."

I arched my eyebrow in question, and smiled mischievously. "Gorgeous huh?" I asked, teasingly. "Yeah, totally." He replied, sliding his hand around my waste. I found it comforting, and then again not. His eyes suddenly caught sight of my scar.

"Are you related to scarhead?"

He asked me his loft gaze averting to distaste.

"Who's that?" I asked clueless.

"Harry Potter, haven't you heard of him?"

"My Uh, Uncle Russell told me about him once, but I dunno, he said I'd probably end up associating with him though."

At that he moved his arm from around my waste, and glared at me coldly.

"Then again, maybe you aren't that pretty."

"What are you playing at?" I asked, getting slightly annoyed, and quietly using my hand to move my spike bracelet to my knuckles, just in case I had to lay into him. But moved it back, knowing that was unsporting.

Then, suddenly, our lips crashed together, and I was totally confused. I pushed him back. "What and the hell are you doing?" I asked, furious he violated me, and yet, I began to like him even more.

"I don't know, I really don't know." He replied.

"Where might this Harry Potter be?" I asked him, curiously.

"In the compartment next door." I walked out, and knocked on the other door. A girl with bushy brown hair answered.

"Yes?" She asked looking from my scar to my face puzzled. "I need to speak with a boy named Harry Potter please." I asked kindly.

Then from behind her a stunningly handsome boy with ravishing green eyes stood up, and looked as the girl did from my scar to my face puzzled. Hermione closed the door behind him pulling down the blinds.

"Yes?" He asked. "I'm Sidney Bristol." I said, extending my hand. He took it. "Pleasure,"

He replied as a smile slid onto his face. "I was wondering about some things." I said rather shyly afraid of what he would think of me. "Mhm," He replied. "Well, do you know something about me that.Perhaps I don't?" "I'm not sure if what happened to you happened to me." He replied slowly.

Harry's POV

I wasn't sure what to say to her. So instead I asked her,

"What's your full name?"

She pondered the question, her hair in big royal blue curls framing her face, I thought she was absolutely beautiful.

"Um, I want to think it's Sidney Marie, Black, Bristol, Knouss."

"Black?" I asked her immediately thinking of Sirius.

"Yes, I Black is the er' Biological father, Bristol is the second one that stuck with me through court bonds, and Knouss, is my current adopter's last name." She replied.

"You don't look a thing like Sirius." I thought aloud. She suddenly looked at me, her eyes huge in fear. "Y.You know him?" She stammered.

"Yeah, why?" I replied.

"Well, my Uncle said to look out for him, to. To, stay away from him if I saw him."

"Nonsense, he wouldn't hurt a fly, I can introduce you to him if you'd like."

She gawked at me, horror struck. Tomorrow after classes we go to Hogsmeade, you can see him there."

She smiled weakly. "Come in, I want to introduce you to some friends of mine."

Sidney's POV I followed behind him seeing a few faces I hadn't before. "This is Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and his sister Ginny Weasley." They all took my hand, but the boy named Ron seemed awestruck by me.

"Have a seat." Said Harry scooting over. I sat down, and tried to catch a peek out to the blonde haired boy.

"You know Malfoy do you?" Asked Ron interested.

"Is Malfoy his name?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's a real jerk too." Added Harry rather rudely, but personally I found it funny.

There was a rapping on the door that immediately turned into a pound. Ginny got up to answer it.

"I need to get what's rightfully mine back Potter." Stated Malfoy rather coldly.

Harry glanced at me. "I'll be back if I can." I said being chauffeured out the door by Malfoy's forceful arm.

He pulled me back into the compartment, and looked at the emblem on my robes. "Gryffindor?" He spat with distaste.

"You do belong with those Mudblood's then." I knew I had heard that term before, and knew it was horribly grotesque in the use of it. So at that I turned around, and went back into Harry's compartment.

"Too much of a jerk for you Sid?"

Asked Harry scooting over again. "Yes! Where's Ron, and Ginny, and Hermione?" I asked noticing greatly of their absence.

"They went to ask the driver why we stopped I suppose." I nodded, eyeing his green eyes, and noticing how brilliant they were.

"So this Sirius Black could be my father?" "Possibly. I just need to see Sirius's history." After that everything went fast, the feast, the classes, I disliked Snape the most. And finally came Hogsmeade.

I kept on my cloak, and my uniform, I didn't really care what I looked like. "Did you get your backpack?" Asked Harry as I descended the staircase into the common room.

"Yeah," I replied swinging my bag into view. Hermione stood there, shining with her hair her usual, but she had makeup on.

"I didn't know witches use makeup." I said eyeing Hermione. They don't. You said I could use yours." I nodded. "You did a nice job." I commented. She had shimmer dust over her eyes, bringing out the eyeliner, and the blue mascara. I didn't have makeup on, except for the eyeliner I applied before coming into the common room. I liked adding a little drama to my eyes.

"What are these?" asked Hermione holding up a plastic container holding my beloved purple contacts I thought I had lost. "My contacts!" I exclaimed immediately unscrewing the lids, and putting them in. Turning my eyes a light shade of purple. "Interesting." Said Hermione observing. "Let's get outta here before they leave without us."

Said Harry, heading for the portrait hole. Hermione and I along with a late Ron followed behind him and leaving to roam the streets of Hogsmeade. "Do we have to go up this dreaded hill again?"

Asked Hermione aggravated. Once we got to the top, we reached the mouth of a cave, containing a scruffy black dog. It automatically turned into a man with long ragged black hair, and ragged robes, and he happened to be wearing a smile. "I thought you brought me a surprise?" He asked looking around eagerly.

"We did."

Said Harry. He nudged me to go forward. I stepped up to him. He looked at my face, and felt my curls with his hands.

Though they were callused, his touch felt familiar. Suddenly memories rushed over me like a raging river. I saw a man that looked exactly like him feeling my curls as he did now. I slightly snapped out of it replying dazedly,

"Daddy?"

"Sidney? Sid, Is it really you?"

"Yeah it's me."

I replied looking up into his eyes. He hugged me, it was a nice hug, and ever so familiar. I felt a tear catch into my hair.

"Oh, daddy don't cry." I said flinging my arms around him embracing him tightly.

"Harry, where did you find her?" He asked his voice shaking.

"She found me Sirius." He said, trying not to cry too.

He let go of me marveling me at every angle. "You look so much like your mother. Take those wretched things out of your eyes."

I took them out, putting them into the casing. "Ah, they're gray, just like the doctor said they'd be."

He pulled out his wand.

"I want to see the natural color." Black swirled out of the blue. "You have my hair!" He exclaimed.

Hermione burst out in tears.

"Can you explain this?" I asked pointing to the scar on my forehead. "Ah, Sidney that isn't the original you're supposed to have. That was in place for the one that the Dark Lord gave you.

He flicked his wand, and the scar there disappeared, and the new one formed, on my right arm. I pulled up my sleeve, and saw a skull, with a snake protruding out of its mouth.

"The Dark Mark."

Breathed Harry and Ron at the same time. "He gave that to you, because you were one of his liked victims. He said at the end of your last day here at Hogwarts, you would go to him, and become his wife."

"His what?" I replied rather appalled.

"I know, but by now, he's gone. Thanks to Dumbledore." He said gratefully. I released a heavy sigh. "I'm so glad that that didn't come true!"

He smiled. "I brought a little something extra."

I began to dig into my bag, pulling out a small case. I flicked my wand and it turned into a full sized acoustic guitar. I pulled out a sheaf of parchment. Having tabs on it. I strummed it, and tuned it a little bit.

"What is that?" Asked Ron amazed. "It's a guitar, muggles use it to play music." I examined my nails with the thick black nailpolish on them, recovering the chips with my wand. I began playing chords, warming up my hands, and getting in my rhythm.

I smiled as they sat around me, listening, and passing "dad" food they had collected from the kitchens. I began it soft, reading the tabs, and once I began I remembered all that I learned the following summer. I cleared my throat, and began to sing.

"Summer air reminds me of, all the feelings of your love, and what it was like when we were together oh, walkin' all along the beach you were never far from reach and you held me through the stormy weather oh. And I-I wanna fall in love tonight, and I remember when you said every thing is gonna be all right. Layin' in the summer grass you told me not to talk so fast cuz' I told you how I feel, you made me feel right at home you told me I was not alone and you knew just how I feel. I know we talked about it I just can't get around it I just want one more night with you. I-I wanna fall in love tonight, and I remember when you said every thing is gonna be all right. The smell of Octobers everywhere and all these things I just don't care cuz' now you've gone away I-----I wanna fall in love tonight, and I remember when you said everything's gonna be all right -Fades-." -Good Charlotte.

They applauded.

"Where ever did you learn to do that?" Asked Hermione. "I just kind of picked it up, and started playing." I replied putting it back in its case, shrinking it, and putting it back into my bag. "Amazing!" Commented Sirius. "Bloody brilliant!" Exclaimed Harry.

"Thanks, guys, it's nothing really. By the way dad, I have something else for you." I pulled out a family album, putting it into his hands, the bound leather, softening with age.

"It's as if you knew you were seeing me." He said, giving a glance in Harry's direction.

"I didn't tell her anything, it's not like we exactly planned it." He said in defense. "All right Harry, I believe you." He flipped through it, his eyes brimming with tears again.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here for all of this Sid, really I am." "Awe Dad, it's all right, I mean we have each other now." He smiled. "You know, we better get going." Said Harry, getting up, and helping me up. Ron and Hermione followed us down the hill, but seemed to have gone astray, leaving Harry and I alone for the first time ever.

"You're really lucky you know."

I nodded, following him down the confusing, and yet winding streets.

"Would you mind me taking you somewhere?" He asked.

"No, not at all why?" "No, it's just I had a place in mind that I thought you might like to go to." I smiled. "Sure."

He led me far into Hogsmeade. And turned a left off of Knockturn Alley, and led me up a nice green hill with a single tree pearched out at the top. He sat underneath it, and I followed, sitting beside him.

"I usually come here to sit and think, other times I use it to get away from everybody, but I thought you just might like to sit and talk for a while."

It seemed I knew he wanted to kiss me, but I was going to wait. "So Harry, what happened to your parents?" He cleared his throat, and looked at me, with his gentle green eyes. "Lord Voldermort killed them, well actually Peter Pettigrew, but still, he was his accomplice." "Ah, I see, my parent's were Death Eaters, and I didn't really find out until I came here. I mean, it scared the hell out of me you know?"

He smiled, and put his hand to my face. "You look like Sirius so much, except the face seems different. "Is that a bad thing?" "No, not at all," he said pulling me closer to kiss me. We began to, but were interrupted my Hermione's voice calling to Harry. "Hurry! It's Sirius! LOOK!"

Harry stood up, to see him kissing Madame Rosemerta on the cheek. Harry smiled, and gave Hermione thumbs up, turning back to me.

"Now where were we, he asked, his lips interrupting my reply.

He abruptly stopped, and suddenly I could taste blood in my mouth.

"Are you what I think you are?" He asked. "I.I don't know, what do you think I am?" I asked cluelessly. "You're a.A Vampire!" He exclaimed, backing away.

"A what?" I asked in shock.

Harry's POV

Blood continuously kept seeping into my mouth. "You heard me! You're a Vampire!" She looked absolutely horrified.

"Harry I'm so sorry!" She cried, tears beginning to form behind her soft gray eyes.

"Do you realize what a danger you are? And now you've tasted my blood, I bet you'll creep up to my bed in the middle of the night, and suck me as dry as a bone, and have no remorse either!"

"Just because I'm different than you doesn't mean I'm some heartless beast you should be afraid of!"

"How can I trust you? Vampires go mad you know? Not getting the blood they thirst for, and then they end up into fit swallowing their tongues!"

She got whole-heartedly hurt, and ran down the hill, tears splashing down her front.

Sidney's POV

I ran down the hill, and out of Hogsmeade. I am a monster! I thought to myself, running as fast as I could, busting into Hogwarts, and up into my Dormitory, now positively howling. Hermione looked over at me and came over.

"What's wrong Sidney?" She asked me comfortingly.

I looked at her, and bared my fangs. "These."

I said. Hermione's eyes grew wide. "Wow, I did know you were a Vampire!" "Neither did I, I really scared Harry, he hates me now." "I'm sure he doesn't hate you, he's just."

"Just?" "I don't know, he's been weird lately." My tears began to subside, and I put my hair behind my ears.

"What about Sirius?" I asked, beginning to get worried. "I didn't mean to run out on him like that."

"He knows Sidney, it's okay." "So what? Was my mom a Vampire then?" I asked her.

"Yeah, probably." She said. She pulled out her wand. "Do you want to get rid of them. for now, you can get them back, I'll just counter the spell I did to remove them."

"Okay," I said. I kept my fangs bared, and she flicked her wand, and they shrunk back to normal teeth.

"Cool!"

I exclaimed, flinging my arms around her. "You're welcome." She said. "I'm gong back to see Sirius." I said hurriedly, stuffing things in my bag,

"Besides, he should have someone with him on Christmas." "But Sidney, what about the Dementors, and Voldermort, I mean in Hogsmeade, he could get after you."

"Nah, I'll be okay, trust me."

I walked down the spiral staircase. "Sidney, stop, please you don't know what you're risking." She pleaded.

I opened the portrait hole.

"I'm going Hermione." I said finally.

She stood atop the staircase going down into the hall, looking after me. I turned myself invisible, and walked though the oak doors.