Disclaimer: See last chapter. For a review: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING YOU CAN RECOGNIZE. With the exception of Sally or Jessi recognizing themselves, Roni, and me.

A/N: As of now, ff.net will not allow me to post my first chapter up, the Document Manager thing is down for repairs, so while I'm waiting, I'll write my second chapter!

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"And you're Mad-Eye Moody!" gasped Jessi.

Moody's gruff face showed no emotion, except for a glimmer of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Sara. Sara noticed this and began to shake and slightly hyperventilate (nothing very horrible, just what I do when I'm scared/disturbed/etc.). From what J.K. Rowling (who she now didn't like because of who she killed off) had said, Moody very rarely showed emotion. And J.K. was the author of Harry Potter, so she had to know the truth. Tonks spoke then.

"Well, first of all, what is your name?" she asked, looking at Sara. Sally answered for her, as Sara was too busy hyperventilating to answer.

"That's Sara Monroe, I'm Sally Jones, this is Jessica Smith, a.k.a. Jessi, and this is Veronica Brown, a.k.a. Roni," (A/N: Sara has no relation to Marilyn Monroe. Also, for the last names, I just thought of them. Sally, Jessi, and Roni's last names are like the most popular last names in America or something.)

Tonks bit her lip before answering.

"Sara, I'm really sorry, but there were three people killed in the house that we found so far. Sam, Lia, and Michael Monroe were all found in the living room, dead," Tonks told them sympathetically.

Sara just looked blank. Her friends stared at her, expecting her to do something more than just give a blank look to everybody, since she had just found out that her mom, dad, and 5-year-old brother had been murdered.

"Did you Obliviate her already? I didn't hear anything," Roni inquired.

"No, she's just in shock. You try finding out that in one day, your whole family is dead. It's hard," Tonks explained. (A/N: I know Tonks is OOC, but for one thing, she doesn't really like to be the bearer of bad news. Mostly for Muggles, they wouldn't be so nice, but the four girls really amazed the wizards and witches, since they were apparently the only Muggles who knew about the wizarding world.)

Sara seemed to shake out of her reverie just then. When she spoke, her voice was wavering, but stronger than you would think.

"What are you going to do with me?" she asked.

Tonks chewed on her lip, thinking. "I think we might take you to Hogwarts. Voldemort won't be happy when he finds out that there was a Muggle that survived, it would be a huge blow to his ego. I'm worried he might try to find you and kill you. Alastor, what do you think?"

Moody, who had been standing there quietly the whole time, agreed with Tonks. He seemed to be thinking about something very hard.

"May I see them?" Sara asked haltingly.

Tonks looked thoughtful. "I guess you could see them once, for the last time. If you're going to come to Hogwarts, you'll need some basic things like Muggle clothing, so we need to pack too."

Sara hurried into the house with Tonks, her friends, and Moody on her heels. She turned left, into the living room, where there were three bodies. One, a tall one with dark hair, her dad, another with red hair and very pale skin, her mother, and another one with light brown hair and (she knew, even though his eyes were closed in eternal sleep) sparkling, mischievous brown eyes. They all had one thing in common: a look that was a cross between recognition and fear. Sara dropped to her knees before them.

"I love you," she whispered softly to the bodies, wishing desperately that one of them would move, even just an eyelid. However, they were all as still as corpses (which they were). She kissed them all on their foreheads, drinking in what would be her last sight of them. Then she got up, went upstairs to her room, and packed her suitcase with all she needed: clothes, books, etc., but when she went to close it, it wouldn't close.

"Here, let me help you with that," Tonks offered from her spot by the door where she, Moody, and the four friends were waiting. Tonks went over and tapped the suitcase while muttering something that nobody could hear. The suitcase's inside was suddenly quite big, big enough to fit inside all she needed. Sara looked around the room for anything she missed, and her eyes landed on her beautiful Harry Potter book collection, all five novels, in a beautiful hardcover edition. She put them in a pillowcase so nobody would see what it was and deposited it in her suitcase. Jessi, however, saw it and giggled out loud, but stopped when Moody shot a death glare at her.

Silently, Sara fit everything else into the suitcase, closed it, zippered it, and carried it downstairs.

"How are we going to get there?" she asked quietly, so softly that the people around her had to strain to hear it.

"Floo Powder. I can get your fireplace hooked up to the Floo Network and then we'll be off," Moody answered, speaking for the first time.

The girls exchanged looks. From what they had read in the books, Floo Powder was not a very pleasant way to travel.

Finally, Moody got everything straightened out, looked in his pockets, and held out a box with a blue powder in it to everybody. Everybody took a handful.

"I assume you know how to do this, as you know pretty much everything else?" Tonks asked politely.

"Yup," Roni replied, "Can I go first?"

"I think I'd better got first, Veronica. But you can go second," Tonks answered.

She threw the powder into the flames, turning them emerald green and making them leap six feet into the air, and vanished into the flames, calling out "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" as she vanished.

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A/N: Yay! Now my first chapter is put up, and although it doesn't have any reviews yet (it's only been like five minutes, so I don't expect any), I'm posting this chapter. Please review! Remember, no flames!