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~Spazzerz~

Chapter One

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'So much to do, so little time. Take your time, don't rush. The door is still shut. Can you step forward and open it? Power sleeps within you. If you give it form…It will give you strength. The closer you get to the light…The greater your shadow becomes. But don't be afraid. And don't forget – but don't be afraid. You have the mightiest weapon of all. But don't forget: You are the one…Who will open the door.'

Harry woke in a sweat, his scar searing with pain. Trying to catch his breath he reached for his glasses. Harry looked over to the snoring body in the bunk next to him, Ron. He swung his feet over the edge of his four-post bed, which was in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yesterday had been the evening arrival of all students for the start of the first semester; last night had been a very peculiar but eventful night. A new sixth year student had enrolled in Hogwarts and was the first student ever to come during a year other than their first. It was a dilemma for Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor, for the new student was placed in Gryffindor when the Sorting Hat was placed upon her head.

Everyone in the Gryffindor House had cheered for they had made Hogwarts history once again. The student walked along the table looking for an open seat, the only seat that was open was next to Ginny who was sitting next to Hermoine. Hermoine and Ginny where sitting opposite Harry and Ron; so technically the new student was sitting by Harry. Well, the student ended up being a girl who by the laws of nature was defined as beautiful, more than Cho Chang, which was a pretty high standard of beauty to beat. The girl had long curly hair with pure white streaks that sparkled whenever they hit the light, her eyes where a bright blue that made her face glow along with a few freckles across the bridge of her nose, which seemed perfect in it's own way. You could tell she was thin the way her robes hung and flowed as she walked.

Once she sat down, Ginny introduced everyone that was sitting in earshot range of her. When Ginny was finished the girl spoke, "I'm Alex Kandle." She smiled revealing straight white teeth that seemed to shine against her tanned skin. The food appeared on the gold plated dishes and everyone started shoveling food onto their own plates; Alex didn't talk much as everyone ate. All she had was a buttered muffin and claimed it was because of nerves. After the feast had ended Harry, Hermoine and Ron made their way up to the Gryffindor common room to try and get their favorite chairs by the fire. Just like last year, the chairs they always tried to get were taken up by some fourth years that were talking and enjoying themselves. The three of them decided to just head for bed until Alex had walked into the tower surrounded by people trying to get a chance to talk to her. Looking in their direction, Alex had waved and walked quickly towards them, followed by the mob every step of the way. "Can you guys help me get away from them?" Alex whispered looking exhausted and desperate.

"Alex, are you okay?" Hermoine had said loudly, "You look like you're going to throw up! Move out of the way everyone I think she is really going to be sick!" The crowd backed away slightly. Hermoine had grabbed Alex's hand and they dashed up the girls' dormitory stairs leaving Harry and Ron standing in the middle of the mob, dumbfounded. Then after a few moments of trying to figure out what had just happened they headed up the stairs to their own dormitory. Next thing Harry knew he was wide-awake, sitting on the foot of his bed wondering what time it was. Noticing that it was still pitch black outside, Harry stood and walked down the dormitory stairs and into the Gryffindor common room. Still in his pinstriped pajamas, he sunk into the over-stuffed chair next to the extinguished fire.

 The room still smelled like burning embers, it was very relaxing to Harry as he sat there thinking about what happened last year. The prophecy still ran through his head as if he had heard it only yesterday; two hands covered his eyes as he jumped in surprise. "Guess who." The voice said.

"Hermoine?" Harry was stumped at who was up at this hour besides him.

"No, try again. You have two more chances."

"Parvati?" Harry had no clue who it was.

"Nope." The voice laughed. Harry thought a moment then answered slowly.

"Alex?" The hands pulled away as Harry turned to look, Alex stood behind him wearing what looked like boxers with ducks on them and a white T-shirt that said some something about soccer.

"'Morning." Alex smiled as she sat in the chair next to Harry's, "So what are you doing up so early?"

"Couldn't sleep. What time is it?" Harry asked, he was tired but for some reason he couldn't go back to sleep.

"It's…"Alex looked at her watch, "4:37." Harry looked at the fire and pulled out his wand.

"Inferniate." He murmured and the logs in the hearth sparked into a healthy fire. He looked at Alex, "Why are you up so early?"

"No reason really, I just didn't feel like sleeping so I've been up in the dormitory working." Alex replied positioning herself on the chair so she sat pretzel style.

"On what?" Harry asked curiously.

"Can I see your wand for a second? Mines in my trunk, and I don't feel like walking up those stairs again." Harry handed Alex his wand. "Accio Wand." Harry looked toward the girls dormitory stairs just in time to see a wand soar over his head and land in Alex's outstretched hand. Handing back Harry's wand, Alex examined her own wand then flicked it and a small computer appeared on her lap.

"That's a Muggle appliance; it's against the rules to have anything like that on school grounds." Harry looked around apprehensively. Alex didn't pay any attention to him; she started typing then moments later she turned the computer towards Harry.

"This is for Professor McGonagall. She told me to make an information type thing, like what my specialties are and what I enjoy doing." Harry quickly read the first couple lines.

 I was a Chaser for my old Quidditch team, which holds an undefeated record for the past 5 years. My record for points scored during one Quidditch match is 140.

Alex turned the computer back towards her and continued typing. "Exactly where did you come from?" Harry asked watching her fingers fly over the keyboard.

"America, my city isn't very eventful, so I led a dull life." Alex spoke; her eyes concentrating on the computer.

"You know, we are supposed to write things on parchment with quills." Harry said sitting back in his chair and rubbing his eyes.

"Well, I can say that I didn't know because when I was in school at America we used the computer for most of our written projects." Alex stopped typing and ran her finger over a blank space on the keyboard then double clicked a button. A piece of paper came out of the slot at the back of the computer, "Done; now all I have to do is give it to Professor McGonagall." With a whip of her wand the computer and paper disappeared. There was a short silence.

"So, what made you come to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, his gaze on the fire, when Alex didn't answer he looked at her. She was fidgeting with her wand and looked worried, nervous and saddened all at the same time. "Alex," Harry leaned forward, "What happened that made you come to Hogwarts?"

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