"I was a mess in my open eyed youth.

I grew up thinking."

~ "Love/Hate", Liz Phair

Author's Note: I AM A TWISTED WRITER (apply it in both ways, if you will). If you read "New Faces, Old Friends" which is probably one of the worst stories ever written, you'd notice the tiny plot twists I threw in. That story will be NOTHING compared to what will happen twist-wise in this story. Be prepared. I throw in a lot of new stuff this chapter.

Chapter Five: Complications

It was around twelve in the afternoon and Livi was practically skipping about Hogwarts, happy to be back. That night she'd placed almost all of her memories into the pensieve. Livi had noticed it was harder to remember specific details now, even if it was only her third day back. Livi could scarcely remember the color of Sirius' eyes or the length of Peter's hair, but then again, hadn't really known Peter.

For that she was almost thankful.

Livi ran her hand along the wall as she made her way down the stone passage ways that only teachers and a few "select" students knew. So many things had happened in this hallway. It was the second time she'd met Remus. The first was on the Hogwarts express back in her fifth year when they had become prefects.

"I'll see you in a little while, Camilla." Dorcas waved to her friend, setting off towards the front of the train.

Dorcas had never had the highest grades in her class, but they were still in the top ten. In front of her, Mark Abbott was flirting with Samantha White, the two Hufflepuff prefects would most likely spend their time snogging after hours, just because their curfew was later than the other students.

It wasn't that Dorcas didn't like snogging or boyfriends, quite far from it, but she'd spent her first four years at Hogwarts with a different boyfriend and now she was tired of fooling around and wanted something real. Something special. Something she would cherish for years to come, even if in the end it didn't work out.

When she had finally reached the compartment, Dorcas was glad to see she wasn't the first one there, or last either. In the small area sat a pretty red head with startling emerald eyes. Later Dorcas would find that she had been compared to Lily as her little sister almost, even if Dorcas' hair was blonder and she was technically four months older. 

But Lily Evans was a nice girl, despite her temper which she only used on James Potter and Severus Snape. She smiled sweetly at Dorcas and patted the seat next to her. Dorcas slowly sat down. It was thought for a while that the two hated each other, but the truth was far from it. The moment Lily spoke about her Muggle heritage and evil sister, Petunia, Dorcas knew that Lily Evans would become one of her closest friends.

Though Dorcas was a pure-blood, she did not believe in what the current "cleansing" Voldemort was doing. At this point, everyone still called him Voldemort but within the next year or so the name "You-Know-Who" would catch on after the death of five students during a Hogsmeade trip. Also, she too had an evil sister who would later be found out to have been a Death Eater.

Dorcas surveyed the room she was in. The two Slytherin prefects were discussing something in low tones while Lily began talking to an off-color looking Gryffindor next to her.

"Dorcas," Lily began sweetly, "This is Remus."

Dorcas waved shyly to him. Sure, he wasn't the cutest boy she'd ever seen, but something about his long sandy hair and crisp amber eyes told her that he was special. In what ways she wouldn't find out until she met him weeks later, rushing towards her Transfiguration class, to bump into him and knock him over. It wouldn't be the most graceful of greetings, but that didn't matter to her. Not anymore.

Something heavy knocked Livi to the ground and she looked up to see Severus Snape scrambling to pick up several dropped potions bottles that surprisingly hadn't broken.

"Watch where you're going!" Snape spat as he began quickening his pace.

Livi pushed herself up from the ground and followed Snape, shouting at him to slow down.

"Snape! SNAPE! WAIT!" Livi shouted, as he bounded up the stairs.

Livi finally caught up to him and though he would not look her way, he began talking to her in quick tones.

"…wrong order…bloody werewolves! Now he's probably killed himself… Thirty-six years…ten that he's been taking the wolfsbane… you'd think he'd…"

Livi didn't understand was he was saying. Something about werewolves.

Oh Merlin! Remus!

"Wait!" Livi exclaimed. "What happened?"

"That prat, Lupin, most likely took his potions in the wrong order." Snape answered in a semi-exasperated tone.

"And that can kill him?"

"Oh easily. One of the potions has traces of liquid silver. He is supposed to take another potion to counter the silver in the first one. He must've taken it out of order. Taking the counter potion first leaves it useless."

"How do you know all of this?" Livi asked quietly, fearing the worst already.

"Somehow he managed to send a floo call to me. I saw him collapse onto the floor a few minutes ago."

"Does Poppy know?"

"Go get her."

Without even thinking, Livi broke away from the direction Snape was heading and turned sharply towards where the Hospital wing was. It felt like it had been hours by the time Livi had reached the Hospital Wing.

The doors were locked and Livi found herself banging frantically upon them.

"POPPY POMFREY! POPPY! ARE YOU THERE?"

A miffed, Madame Pomfrey opened the door and looked at Livi, her hands on her hips.

"Yes, Ms. de Tomel?" Pomfrey snapped.

"…Remus…Potions…Dead…Snape…Help…Now…" Livi exclaimed.

"Once more, Professor."

"Lupin is in trouble! You need to help him!" Livi explained quickly.

In an instant the back of Poppy's robe was visible and Livi was yet again chasing after someone. This time however, Livi found herself answering the questions.

"What exactly happened?" Pomfrey panted.

"Snape thinks Lupin took the potions in the wrong order!" Livi called back, wondering how a woman of Pomfrey's age was so damn fast.

"Which potions?"

"I don't know, one with silver and one to stop the silver effects."

Poppy stopped dead in her tracks, almost causing Livi to run into the school nurse.

"Did Snape have anything in his hands?' Poppy asked quietly.

"A bunch of potions."

"Good."

And then she kept running, faster than before. Livi followed after her in what seemed to be in slow motion. She vaguely noticed the staring portraits or heard Pomfrey shouting things after her. The only thing that was important was knowing if Remus was going to live or not. The world seemed to go black around her and the only thing she could see was the white shape of Poppy Pomfrey. The only the she could feel was the cool stones beneath her bare feet as she ran after the woman. The only thing Livi could hear was her heart.

** ** **

Hailiana Andrews looked around her bedroom. Her long black hair was pulled back in a simple braid that ended just above her waist. Dark blue eyes looked sadly around the room, knowing that she wouldn't be returning soon if at all. A completely packed trunk sat by the doorway.

The walls of the room were barren and white. All furniture and posters had been stripped from the walls and all her personal items had been packed away into storage along with her parents' furniture.

Hailiana gripped the silver amulet around her neck. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to forget what had happened. That previous week had been full of firsts. It had been the first time Hailiana had been wrong about her powers. So wrong that now both of her parents were sitting at the British Wizard hospital unlikely to wake again. That her guardian became someone in another country.

Her guardian turned out to be Albus Dumbledore. Hailiana didn't even know that her parents had known him that well. But that didn't matter. In a few minutes he and a few of his Order members would be at her house to take her away with them.

Hailiana's parents, Freddrick and Julie had been international members for the Order of the Phoenix, a secret group of people dedicated to the downfall of Voldemort. Rarely did they meet with the Albus Dumbledore.

Yet he's the one I have to live with now. Hailiana thought sadly.

Hailiana was only fifteen but wasn't sure exactly what year she'd be put in at Hogwarts. Hailiana had started school a few years early when she was younger as a special precaution incase something were to ever happen to her.

Hailiana fingered the amulet again, trying to block out the all too familiar words that began swimming through her mind.

The storm will see the sun set and rise in the afternoon.

Day overpowers night.

Night cannot prevail through the storm.

Lightning stands alone without the storm.

To succeed, storm needs lightning and thunder.

Thunder will depart and be reborn.

The storm is the connection between lightning and thunder.

With the storm, lightning and thunder, comes darkness.

The moon shines through the night.

Lightning is the source of day.

Requiem Aeternam

"Ready to go, Miss Andrews?" a gentle voice asked, causing Hailiana to jump.

Hailiana nodded quietly, taking one last look around her room.

"Are you familiar with port key?" a scarred man with an electric blue eyeball asked.

She nodded again

"And you're a metamorphmagus?" a woman with spiked purple hair asked.

Hailiana sighed. "Sort of. My grandmum was, I'm more of a forth."

"And your grandmother also gave you that amulet." A tall, bald black man with a single gold hoop and a deep, almost musical voice stated.

Hailiana nodded, still looking at her feet.

"Come then." Dumbledore stated quietly, taking Hailiana's hand. "I do believe that I am needed at Hogwarts and I think that Miss Tonks should get Hailiana settled into her rooms until school starts."

The spiky haired woman patted Hailiana's back and held a small, lifeless snitch out in which everyone held, the man with the eye held Hailiana's trunk.

When they arrived at Hogwarts, a teary eyed woman in white nurse's robes was crying.

** ** **

Harry Potter sat at his makeshift desk, writing letters to the Order and his friends.

Dear Ron,

How were your OWL results? Better than the Fred and George's I hope. I bet your mum would have kittens if her little prefect got below six. Overall I got 8/10. I didn't get the Potions OWL. I'm not sure what I'll be able to do when I leave Hogwarts now…That is if I ever leave Hogwarts… When am I going to see you again? Are you going to pick me up and take me to You-Know-Where soon? I don't really want to go back there at all, but it's better than being here. How's Hermione doing? Have you seen her? What's the status of Voldemort? (Ron, you should really start saying his name. If you are afraid of even saying his name it only pleases him even more. And don't make that face.) How is everyone? Say hi to your family for me?

~HP

PS: What's the deal with Perfect Percy now?

Dear Hermione,

Let me guess your OWL results. 10/10? Of course you got that high. You're the smartest witch I've ever met. How's your summer going? I know you're probably with Ron right now reading this letter. Honestly you two would make a good couple. (Please don't kill me for saying that.) Any idea who the new Defense teacher is?

Harry basically copied the rest of his previous letter onto this one and sat it into his pile of letters to be mailed.

It seemed that after the appropriate amount of letters had been written Harry still felt obligated to write. Maybe it was because he'd lied yet again in his letters to the Order. But there was something that Harry remembered being told last year.

Dipping his quill into his ink, Harry Potter began writing a letter to Minerva McGonagall regarding his Potions OWL results.

** ** **

"Tonks, why don't you take Miss Andrews to her rooms while I talk with Poppy?" Dumbledore suggested to the very confused group of people. "Alastor why don't you and Kingsley head back to Headquarters?"

Everyone set off to what they were supposed to be doing and Hailiana looked back at the frantic witch trying to explain something incoherently to the Headmaster.

"Be best if you changed your hair color and eye color, don't want to be recognized." Tonks explained once outside of Hailiana's rooms.

Hailiana looked into the mirror and screwed up her face. She could feel her nose shortening and her hair coming out of the braid into a long curly style. When she opened her eyes, she saw a blonde with piercing gray eyes.

"You look good!" Tonks exclaimed, holding Hailiana's now blonde hair. Tonks as well screwed up her face and in a few seconds she looked like Hailiana's older sister with slightly shorter blonde hair, the same short nose and crisp gray eyes.

"You can be Hail, my cousin. Let's see," Tonks pulled out a small piece of parchment. "According to Dumbledore, you need a different last name too." Tonks put her index finger to her chin and tapped it quietly while thinking. "Storm. We'll call you Hail Storm."

Hailiana winced but nodded. It was for her safety and how ironic that her last name would be storm.

A/N: WAIT! Before you go all "She's a Mary-Sue!" on me, just wait and hear what I have to say.

She will NOT go out with Harry You'll find that her attitude is quite different from the perky lil M-Ss you always see. Hail has a secret that most M-Ss couldn't even dream of holding…