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Chapter 2 : A Lamb Among Lions

Nothing seemed right, as Kikiya awoke, suspecting to see the principals office, or even the stairwell as memories seeped into her mind. Her eyes had opened on their own, despite her efforts to remain asleep, which were futile. At worst, she had suspected a hospital, yet no. It was like her fear of the hospitals created a new world so she didn't start panicking.

"No... I say again, you can not see her. She isn't well Mr Weasly." The firm, yet gentle voice of a woman met Kikiya's ears, as she looked around, not seeing where the voices were coming from.

"Madame Pomfry." Another voice sounded, the deep resonating sound, somewhat familiar, as a dark haired head inserted it between a section of the hangings that surrounded her. " I suspect your young charge is awake now. You will not be needing my services."

"Thank you Professor Snape." The woman's voice sounded once more as she sounded as if she were coming closer. Soon enough a rosy face appeared where the man's face had disappeared. Entering the curtained area, the nurse like figure smiled at Kikiya, causing the girl to shrink back slightly, not recognising her. " Come now Ms Weasly... Don't shy away, you gave us quite a scare however. Your brother's are extremely worried as well."

"Where... who... what?" Kikiya asked, surprised as the voice that sounded was not her own.

"Come now, you can't tell me you don't remember anything. It was just a spill over the stairwell as they shifted." The woman named Pomfry smiled, though her eyes revealed a worried look to them, as if she was unsure of what to take of this. "Now tell me, what is your name? We might as well check what damage there is if there is any at all."

"...K..Kikiya McGregor.. .Where am I? Who are you?"

"Kikiya... M... McGregor? No.. this isn't good. Your in Hogwarts child, and your not Kikiya... Your name is Ginny Weasly and your a student here. I'll be back in just a moment dear." Pomfry turned, shaking her head as a confused look took her face. The older woman passed into the room, her eyes raking across Ronald Weasly as well as William Weasly ( Who had taken the role of DADA teacher this year ) to Severus Snape, the potion's master. Regarding them, she slowly shook her head. " Come into my office... We need to speak. Severus, please floo the headmaster."

Time passed, and eventually a long red haired male stepped into the curtained area. "G... Kikiya?" Came the male's voice as he crossed the room. "You don't remember anything, do you?"

Having a strange feeling as if she could trust this man, she shook her head, unsure. " No... I.. I don't. Who are you?" Kikiya brushed hair that had fallen into her eyes out of the way, wincing as she saw it was a shocking red, exactly like the man's before her.

"I'm your big brother... William. But you've always called me Bill." He crossed the room, taking a seat at the chair beside the bed. "Madame Pomfry said that you don't know anything... and she wanted me to fill you in. You've always been someone who is level headed so I agree with her, as well as the Headmaster." Bill took a deep breath unsure of how to continue. "The stairs in the school shift positions, and you were caught in the middle of a change. All we know is that you fell a story to the one below and you hit your head, pretty hard. You've been out for a few days... we were worried about you."

A small choked noise escaped Kikiya as she embraced herself. She remembered her other brothers, the ones that would rather push her down the stairs in her home then be worried about her if she had fallen down them. "No... No. This is a dream. Its not real..." She whispered repeativly to herself, shaking her now flaming haired head.

"I'm sorry... But it's not."

Not much else to say. More will come with more reviews :) Well... Ya, I hope you get the gist of it, and sorry if you don't like it, but it's a work in the making.