Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize from J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter. I only own Bridget, Charlie, and the starlight crystal.

A/N: Please read and review. I don't want to be one of those authors that says "If I don't get enough reviews, I'm stopping writing", but at the same time, schools starting, and I'm not sure if I'll keep writing it just for myself if no one reads it-even one review for new chapters would be enough!

Bridget was finding it difficult to breath. Even as she stared at the horrible message, it turned to ashes and was lifted away on an invisible breeze.

She stood there, too stunned to move. Obviously Voldemort thought that she was the bearer of the starlight crystal.

She wasn't.

But it made since that she could be. She was from a family of purebloods who supported Voldemort, and she despised them. For as long as she could remember, she had always chosen what was right over respect from her family.

She could be the bearer of the starlight crystal. It would all fit that way, but there must be someone else. There had to be, because she wasn't in possession of the crystal.

Just then, she heard the door come open and Hermione walked in, arguing with two other girls.

"Oh come on! You must realize that by now that you can't apperate or dissaperate on Hogwarts grounds," Hermione was saying in a highly exasperated voice.

"Well, Patail and I will think of something else-we didn't ask her opinion in the first place"

"Ooh, Paverti, do you think that we could get a ball this year-you know, start a petition or something" the girl named Patail half-squealed.

Giggling, they headed out the door again, calling to their friends.

Bridget looked after them with disgust-I can't believe that I'm going to have to have them in my room! Bridget thought.

"Hi Bridget!" Hermione said forcibly bright voice, as though she hadn't quite gotten over the other two girls.

Not really wanting to talk, Bridget just mumbled "Hi" in a quiet voice and started to head toward the bathroom.

"What's that?" Hermione asked pointing to something casting a soft blue glow onto Bridget's pillow.

"No idea" Bridget replied honestly, as she walked over to check it out.

She leaned over it and gasped.

It was a startling blue crystal about an inch long and a quarter inch around casting a breathtaking blue light around it.

It was hanging on a chain that looked to be carved out of a lighter blue crystal. There was no clasp on the chain, and if she looked into the crystal, she could see a faint rearing white unicorn, pawing at the air where a hawk flying over it's head.

She knew what it was then-it was the starlight crystal.

By the look on Hermione's face, she knew what it was too.

"Try putting it on" she said in an awed whisper.

With trembling hands, Bridget picked up the chain. It felt cool and light in her hand, and when she touched the two ends together around her neck, they formed together so that she was wearing a solid, tiny crystal chain holding the starlight crystal around her neck.

She looked up into Hermione's eyes and saw that she knew it too.

Bridget was the bearer of the starlight crystal.