Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series, I just own my mind (and some days I'm not even sure if I own that).

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Silver: Thank you for the review. I realized that I should shake it up a bit. And I hope that you like this chappie;)

BrookePotter: I really don't understand what you don't like about my story. But if you don't like it, then don't read it. It's that simple. At least some people gave me CONSTRUCTIVE criticism and didn't bash on the way my friends and I talk.

Chapter Three: Truth

"Did you hear what happened to that new girl, Lena?" someone whispered from behind Hermione in her Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. Hermione smirked. Everyone was talking about what had been done to Lena the previous day, what SHE had done to Lena the previous day. Hermione threw her newly straightened blond hair over her shoulder, her brown eyes fierce with power and revenge. She knew what she had done was wrong, and she was going to tell Lena what she had done. That was part of her plan. Scare her just enough to keep her away from Malfoy, Harry, and Ron; and hopefully back to America where she belonged.

Ron came running into DADA with Harry right behind them. Hermione scooted over to make room for her best friends. "Hermione, bloody hell, you look great. I mean… I like your hair," Harry said to Hermione.

Hermione smirked.. It was finally happening. I knew the beauty spell would work. Just a tap of my wand, and beautifumas aslckermas. Too easy.

"Thanks Harry. So, I heard about what happened to that Lenny girl."

"Lena,"both boys said then looked down in shame.

This is getting ridiculous., Hermione thought to herself.

"Yeah, Lena, whatever. She's so dumb that she was probably playing around with her wand and struck herself." Dumb American twit, she thought to herself.

But little did Hermione know that behind those pretty brown eyes, and luscious brown lock, laid a secret.. A secret that is soon to be discovered.

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Later that day, Lena regained consciousness and couldn't remember where she was, and why everyone was talking in British accents. Then it all came back to her. She was in an infirmary in Hogwarts after some freak accident in the common room. Then the emotional pain started. She also remembered why and how she got to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The whole, twisted story.

Three Months Before

Lena ran down the stairs and kissed her mom on the cheek before heading to school. Since she lived so close to Chilton School of American Witchcraft, she didn't have to live on campus. ( It also didn't hurt that her father was the a very influential teacher at the school.)

She walked down the street to school, when she heard a bloodcurdling scream. MOM, she thought. She broke into a run all the way home to find that disaster had struck. Her house was a complete mess. And her mother was lying there, dead. "NOOOOO!", Lena sobbed into her mother's shirt. She sat there crying, until her father came down the stairs, completely oblivious when he saw the love of his life, dead.

His normally dark complexion turned a ghastly shade of white. "Lena, oh my goodness! What happened? Did you do this? Why? Good Lord. What happened", He started to shake and sob. He looked around the house and then back at Libby's body. He had no idea what had happened.

As Lena was crying and Ricky was lost in shock, there was a knock on the door. Lena opened the door wiping her shirt. There was a familiar looking man at the door. "Hello there. My name is Fredrick Little. I am the head of the American Association of Magic and we have a problem." She soon learned that her mother was involved in some serious dark magic and that a dark wizard had come to kill her, and the rest of her family. Lena and her father now learned that they had to flee. To England. For ever.

Lena shook the tears from her face. That was all old news. Her new life at Hogwarts was supposed to be grand and wonderful and her she was, a week into school and some one had cursed her and she was hated by the female population and couldn't even get the attention of her now absentee father. She knew her father had now gone a little crazy. Lena had to fight day by day to be sane. Day by day.

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As Lena walked back into in the Gryffindor common room, she was nearly in tears. All the way back from the Hospital Wing she heard whispers, and pointing from her fellow classmates. Al that she has been through, and she has to come to some dumb place and then get a spell a put on her and then she gets talked about. What is an American Girl To Do?

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Okay, well.. There's a twist.