This is... Well its not my first story but my other one got deleted so... Its kind of my first story.... I hope you enjoy it! I am totally wingin' this. I have no idea where its going!

Disclamier: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters in this story. And I will not take credit for JKR's beautiful work.

Please R&R!!

"Willow!!" A rough deep voice echoed up the stairs and into Willow Sanite's room. She reached for her house coat, on the chair beside her bed. She pulled her self out of bed and looked around the room with slitted eyes from the brightness of the sun.

Her room was a soft shade of green accented from the morning sun. Willow had placed bright colourful things all over her room, clashing horribly with the green walls. She looked down at her feet, let out a big yawn and slipped on her house coat. She walked over to her door frame.

"Coming!" Willow yelled down the stairs at her 16 year old brother and ran down the 24 winding stairs into the kitchen. Her room was the only one upstairs.

Willows house was shaped strangely because it had a room sticking out of the top of it. This was addition built to the house when she was born, because her parents only planned to have one child. This also clashed horribly, with the other houses on Willows street. She lived in a little town just outside of London, where all the houses looked the same except for the (maybe) flowers and the number beside the door.

Personally, she liked the way her house stuck out in the crowd... I mean why, be a Pigeon when you can be a Flamingo? She thought.

She stumbled into the kitchen to find her Father and Brother huddled over the Daily Prophet. She assumed they were looking at the Quiddtich section, looking at the latest scores. And her Mother making Tea.

"YES, Luxembourg beat Bulgaria!" Her Brother exclaimed. Her Brothers name was Benjamin (They call him Ben, but her mother seems to favour Benny, he hates that) Sanite (sann-it). He was in his 6th year at Hogwarts. Today was his birthday, August 24th. Willow didn't know what we were doing but what ever it was she hoped it was something in the Wizarding world.

Willow Sanite is a Witch. She Is 13 years old. She will be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the third time this coming Fall. Her Mother Anna is also a Witch. Her Brother and Father are Wizards. They too went to Hogwarts at one time and now it is her turn.

Unlike many other Witches and Wizards the Sanite's live in a Muggle town, not the Wizarding world.

"I don't know why you dislike them so much. Just look at their seeker, what's his name dear?" Said Willow's Father, Daniel Sanite, was wise and a leader not a follower. He didn't take other peoples word on things though.

"Victor Krum" She replied. Her Mom, Anna Sanite was sweet and gentle but fun and had a lot of energy.

"Ah, yes that's his name...He really is quite talented."Said Dan.

"I wonder what Willows doing she should be here by now." Ben got up from the table to run up the stairs to go look for Her.

"No need to run up the stairs." She said, before he even glanced at her. She realized that she had been standing at the door frame for the whole time. "Happy 16th Birthday."

"Thanks." He replied smugly

Willow sat down at the small table as Dan and Ben discussed the up-coming Quidditch World Cup and her Mom asked her if she wanted some tea.

"So, where are we going for Bens Birthday?" Said Willow with a bit of a anxious voice. "Well, we don't know for sure yet, but were not going to the Wizard world" Said her dad, gobbling down some toast.

It felt like every bit of hope had been vacuumed out of her stomach. "Why not!?" Said Willow alarmed. "We always go to the Wizard world for Birthdays! We did for mine! And Moms!"

Dan shot Anna a worried look. And she returned it. "I don't know how to tell you this sweet heart-"

"Don't call me that any more." Said Willow as she crossed her arms. "Oh, you're just mad cause were not going anywhere, so get off your high horse." Anna said crossly. Then her dad interrupted in a hushed voice. "Well as I was saying, the reason we cant go is because He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is rising again." There was silence all around the table until Ben open his mouth to speak. "Its been happening for a year Dad. I actually believe that Harry Potter boy." There was another moment of silence.

"We all thought that boy was talking rubbish, but now I think we are forced to believe him." Said Dan. Her Father unfolded the Daily Prophet and right there. On the cover page, it read He-Who-must-Not-Be-Named At Large Again.

All of the colour drained out of Willows fair face and she ran up the stairs as quickly as she could and into her room. She locked her door and pulled the blinds in a fit of anger and sorrow. She dived into her bed and cried herself to sleep...

Okay! That's it! Sorry that was a bit of clumped together writing at the beginning but I had to introduce all the characters and everything. PLZ R&R! Reviews are the things that keep me going! New chapter soon! I promise this will be no 1 chapter story!