Disclaimer : I don't own any HP characters. Blah Blah Blah. I do, however, own Aurora, Aurora's mother Serena, Mara and Lana.

This chapter is dedicated to my mate Darly. Don't know why though!!!!!!! And its also dedicated to Addie, Jezuz and Sammy.

Things in italics are thoughts, either to oneself or to another person

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Aurora hardly ever slept for longer than five hours. So, when she woke up at seven o'clock the next morning, she was very surprised. She got up, had a wash and quickly got dressed, thinking about her dream from the night before. She had seen things that had happened in the school, mixed with visions of what was going to happen some time soon. Everything kept coming back to that boy, Harry Potter. Everything seemed to be to do with him. Aurora knew all about him of course. The fall of the Dark Lord through him, and about what had happened at the Triwizard Tournament in the last July. The return of the Dark Lord, more powerful and stronger than before.

As Aurora entered the common room, she could tell people were staring at her. Their eyes burned holes into the back of her head.

"Oi! You there! New girl!" Aurora stopped and turned around. "What's your name?" It was a gang of girls. Aurora read their minds and found out that the ringleader was a girl called Pansy Parkinson, who was standing at the heart of the group.

"Aurora," she answered simply.

"Oh yeah? What's up with your hair? Think it makes you look more witch-like, muggle?"

"I am not a muggle," Aurora said through clenched teeth. "And I can't change my hair, it's natural."

"Well, you aren't a witch are you?"

"Miss Parkinson!" Snape marched into the room. "Leave Miss Polgana alone please!"

Pansy and her group of friends walked off muttering to themselves about allowing muggles into Slytherin. Snape turned to Aurora.

"If you get any more bother off them, come and tell me. Draco's waiting outside for you," he said. "I had better go and have breakfast too."

Aurora walked out of the common room with Snape at her side. When they reached Draco, who was standing with Crabbe and Goyle a little way down the busy corridor, Snape excused himself and left for the Great Hall.

"Morning," Draco said. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah, not bad," Aurora answered. "But I'm quite hungry."

As they walked up to the Great Hall, Aurora told Draco some more about how she had been brought up.

"So they hate you?"

"Of course. They're good, I'm evil. The two are natural enemies. I think my mother hates me the most though. I haven't seen her for two years."

"Two years?"

"Yeah. As soon as I was officially labelled 'evil', she sent me off to Lana, my tutor, to see if she could help me. All Lana did was make it worse. She tutored this other girl, Mara, too. She's 'good' "

"And you two hate each other?"

"Yeah. She's the same age as me, has all of these nice little muggle friends, who all love her, and think she's amazing," she glanced at Draco. "I've never mixed with muggles though," she added quickly, seeing the look of horror on his face. "I was shut away from the world." They had reached the Great Hall. Aurora stared up at the ceiling.

"It's enchanted to look like the sky outside," said Draco. "Come on, our seats are over here."

They walked towards the long Slytherin table, people staring curiously at Aurora on her way past. She heard whispers of "who's that?" and heard the same in the minds of lots of people. She sat next to Draco, with Crabbe on the other side of him and Goyle next to Crabbe. As she looked around, she saw the girl and two boys from the night before.

"Who are they?" she asked Draco, pointing at where they were sitting.

"You don't want to be seen with them," Draco warned. "The girl is Hermione Granger, a mudblood, the ginger one is Ron Weasley, a pure blood, although you would never know it, and the dark haired one is Harry Potter. I presume you know all about him?"

"Yes," said Aurora darkly. "I know things you wouldn't believe."

"You've…"

"Looked into his mind? Of course. I look at every person I meet."

"Even me?"

"Yes."

As they ate, Draco explained about himself, his family, and some more about the school.

"What's first lesson?" Draco asked Crabbe.

"Erm…" the slow Crabbe clearly did not know.

"Divination," said Aurora.

"How do you know?" asked Draco.

"It's in your mind, you just can't see it. I can though."

"Will you stop that?"

"No."

"Can you see what I'm going to say next?"

"Yes, and what you'll say after that, and after that, and after that for the next few days."

"You are really strange."

"I know, and I'm proud."

As they left the Great Hall, they heard a voice.

"Draco!"

Draco turned around to face his father. "Father?" he replied. "I have to go to my lesson, I can't stay long."

"I know," he said, turning to Aurora. "Miss Polgana, Lucius Malfoy," he extended a leather gloved hand. Aurora shook it.

"I know who you are. Interesting…" she said, studying his face and his mind.

"What is she doing?" asked Lucius.

"Looking into your mind," answered Draco. "Anything good?"

"You don't want to know," she pulled back out of his mind. "We'd better go Draco."

"Yeah. See you Father!"

They entered the high Divination tower, and again everyone turned around to stare at Aurora and Draco.

I wish everyone would stop doing that! said Aurora in Draco's mind.

And I wish you'd stop doing this! he answered. Hey?! Can I do it too?

Yes. You can do it because I can.

Can I enter anyone's mind?

No, just mine.

Damn!

            You wanted to go inside Potter's didn't you?

No!

Yes.

OK… so I did. So what? You go inside the minds of people all of the time.

I'm not meant to.

Really?

No.

"Good morning class," said the mystical voice of Professor Trelawney from behind them. "Do sit down, please." Draco and Aurora sat on two cushions at the back of the class and Professor Trelawney took her usual seat by the fire, which was giving off heavy wafts of incense.

"I believe we have a new seer in our midst," she began. "A new student has entered our class here today, one who already has the sight." Aurora quickly probed Professor Trelawney's mind, and found that she had good psychic powers, but not as good as her own. "Aurora?"

"Yes Professor?" Aurora raised her head, and found again that everyone was staring at her.

"You are a seer?"

"Yes."

"You have the sight, the inner eye?"

"If that's what you want to call it, yes."

"How far into the future can you see?"

"About six months clearly. I know some things in two or three years time, but that's a bit more blurred."

"That is truly amazing sight," she sighed. "Even I do not posses that much inner sight."

You're more powerful than her?  asked Draco in Aurora's mind.

Yes.

Can she hear us talking now?

No. At least I don't think so. Her psychic powers aren't that good.

Really?

Yeah.

You could teach this class?

Yeah, probably.

"What is going to happen tomorrow Aurora?" asked Professor Trelawney.

"I can't say."

"Why not?"

Why not?

"Well, it's not that I can't, I'm just not meant to. Only I am meant to know what is to happen."

"That is a very strange way of looking at things."

"We are very …" Aurora let out a short gasp. She felt a cold shiver go down her spine, and darkness hit her. She saw fire, burning, and heard screams of women and children crying, and a high cold laugh. A voice too… "Yes my Lord, we will do as you please." She recognized the voice, and the laugh, but she was not sure where from.

When she had seen all she needed to, she opened her eyes, to see Professor Trelawney standing up, a worried expression on her face, and her wand in her hand.

"Are you alright? Your hair…" she stopped. " And your eyes…" she added.

Aurora touched her hair with the tips of her fingers. "It's warm," she said.

"It glowed bright blue," said Draco quietly, "and your eyes went bright blue as well."

"Yeah, they usually do."

"You mean this has happened before?" questioned Professor Trelawney.

"Yeah. It usually happens when I get an important vision, or they want to speak to me."

"They?"

"The High Council."

"The… of course, you aren't a witch are you?"

"No." There were mutterings around the room, and Aurora could see Pansy Parkinson and her group of friends looking very smug. "I'm a sorceress."

"Your hair…"

Again Aurora blacked out. This time, though, it was not dark, but a bright light shone. She was standing in a large open space, in a black ceremonial dress and long black cloak.

"Do you have to tell everyone?" a voice retorted behind her. Aurora turned sharply and found herself face to face with someone she had not seen for two years. Her mother. "We used to be secret, you know." Serena stood there, calmly dressed in exactly the same as her daughter, except her dress and cloak were a bright white. She was 'good'. "Until your father…"

"Yes, yes I know. Why am I here? Why do I have to see you? Why now? Whilst I'm at school?"

"I've been trying to contact you for about a month now. This is the first time I have got through. "

"I don't want to see you though."

"Don't be like that."

"Why not? You abandoned me!" Aurora fought the block on her powers, eventually getting through and coming back out into the world.

"Why?" she whispered, and then blacked out again.

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