Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any related material used in the fan fiction. Nor do I own Logan, Eve, or Sarah Black. I give great doubt that I'll ever own them and think these disclaimers to be a waste of time on Fan Fictions the name fan fiction seems to be quiet obvious that it was created knowingly as fiction by a fan.

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Paula: WOW. I never thought I'd get reviews so quickly on this impaticular story. Well glad you liked. Tell me if it starts getting confusing. PLEASE read Forgotten Winters. It goes before this one. hugs Thanks.

A/N Okay. I said before this is a back burner project. I'll be working on it as long as there are reviews coming in. If reviews stop, I stop. ; ) It's easier for me that way. I'd never of gessues it's harder to stay true to the plot line and characters when rewriting than it is when first writing. This is the third time I'm writing this story sooo. Well I'll stop talking now. Enjoy.

Chapter 1 Truth From A Child's Eyes

Sarah sat straight up in bed and grabbed for her glasses, in the dark cursing the alarm clock. She painfully shoved her gold frame glasses on her face and turned off the alarm. She stood up stumbling and tripping over piles of books next to her bed to turn on the light. She shoved several leather bound books in her bag. Then quickly dressed in blue jeans, a pink t-shirt, and black dress boots. Sarah put on lipstick and blue eyeshadow before running down the stairs with her book bag. She hurridly ate a pop tart and brushed her teeth.

"6:15 OK Sarah, Kelly should be here any minute. Relax Jr. isn't that bad." Sarah saw headlights pull in the drive, threw her bag over her shoulder and ran outside locking the door behind her.

"Good Morning Sarah" Kelly said as soon as Sarah got in the car.

"Morning" is all that was said as they drove the 10 minute drive to Kelly and Dudley's house. Upon ariving at Kelly's Sarah went inside then and locked the door before turning off the news and putting on some old cartoons. She then decided to get a start on her work for the day and got an outfit ready for Dudley Jr. Sarah flopped on the couch and began to work on her summer assignments. Close to 9 o'clock Sarah grew bored and decided to call her best friend. Sarah grabbed her cell phone and dialed a long phone number.

"Hello This is Tiff" a girl answered the phone.

"Hey Tiffy its Sarah."

"Sup Sarah. We miss you it would be nice to have someone else to help cheer the boys on in their duels even if they don't want us there. MICHEAL DON'T YOU MOVE!Sorry Sarah" Tiger half yelled in the phone.

"No biggy I was bored thought I would call see what was going on. The boys dueling in Japan or Egypt?"

"Both. Sorry I really got to run Micheal has a duel in 15 minutes. Bye Sarah I will call you ASAP"

"Yeah. I should get to work I have a lot of school work to do. I don't want to disappoint Uncle Fred. That man is spending far to much time at my house now that Daddy is gone."

"Sarah you are too dramatic. Fred don't want your mom he wants to help out. Take care of you and your mom. Didn't he always say you were his favorite neice?"

"Yeah well you better go. Talk to you later"

As the line went dead Sarah slid off the couch onto the floor and grabbed the 6th book in the Harry Potter series. Sarah knew all the characters in the book and most of them she knew before she could read or understand what people were saying. Sarah began to read Chapter 27 she was a slow reader so this was going to take awhile. When she reached Chapter 30 her cell phone rang she answered it before the call registered so she didn't know who it was but she knew Jr. was going to wake up.

"Hello"Sarah said formally into the cell.

"Hi Sarah, Tiffany called said you were getting dramatic again needed someone to talk to. I wouldn't of called you but she isn't allowed to call me unless something serious is going on. Mark and Bart won't let her. They still don't like me of course the feeling is mutual." a deep soothing voice was speaking on the other end.

"Hi Prenhoe. And I am not getting dramatic. All I said is that my uncle has been spending a lot of time around my house more than before and it is weird." Sarah tried to explain though she loved to talk to Prenhoe she hated for anyone to think of her as a damsel in de-stress and him thinking of her that way hurt the most.

"Oh I see. You know he is just there to help pick up some of the chores you and your mother can't do right."

"Yep. Of course there aren't that many Mum works at the ministry all day and I have been caring for the farm everyday for the past 10 years pretty much by myself so he really only has to make sure that I don't jump in the pond or something.. Untill I go to school. I hope this isn't bothering you. To call me because Tiff is a pain in the butt sometimes. Had I known..."

"No ma'am this isn't a bother. I don't mind talking with you." Sarah had heard that line a few to many times since the beginning on July.

"Good I hate to be a bother."

"You a bother. Never. Shufoy and I love to help with your problems. They are always small and innocent compared with ours." Sarah had to smile at that she knew it was true Prenhoe had a lot of problems at home. They lived with their grandfather, she wasn't sure what had happened to their parents. But, knew that Prenhoe blamed Mark and Micheal.

"Are you sure you're ok though, Sarah?" Prenhoe asked as if he was preoccupied.

"Yeah as ok as I can be with Daddy dead."Sarah replied as she tried to think of something besides her father's body crumpling and falling to the ground.

"Good. I got to go I'm tired. If you ever need me for anything just call."

"Don't worry Pren I will call you if I need you. Okay? Without hesitation." Sarah lied.

"Okay Bye Sarah. Talk to you later."

"Bye" the line went dead.

Soon Jr. woke up and Sarah was busy until 4 when Kelly took her home. Kelly had married Dudley Dursly 4 years ago and hadn't told him she is a witch. She was waiting to see if Hogwarts sent a letter.When Sarah got home no one was there and it was locked her mother wouldn't give her a key and Fred wouldn't be home for about a hour so she decided to go to see Harry. Sarah walked out through the deer paths in the woods to a clearing. She loved to walk this path it was always so pretty. When the old log cabin came into view Sarah quickened her pace. She ran up and knocked on the front door. There was scurry of feet and the sound of a large dog jumping at the door then the door slide open to reveal Harry. He looked awful his breath reeked of firewhiskey, he hadn't shaved in weeks, his clothes were dirty, his eyes were blood shot, and he stunk. But some how Sarah still saw the tall handsome hero from all her favorite stories.

"Sarah you shouldn't be here your mother said.." Sarah cut him off her mother didn't want her to go see him but that never stopped Sarah.

"I KNOW WHAT MY DEAR MOTHER SAID she wasn't there that night. Okay? She blames you just like you do. She won't ever understand what happened."Sarah suppressed tears again as she flashed back to the night her father died.

"Sarah, honey it is ok. You can stay for a little while if you like." Harry tried to clam her and pull her into a hug but Sarah pulled back.

"You don't get it do you? You blame yourself because it is easier that way like when my dog died and I said it was my fault because I didn't tell her good-bye when I left that morning."

"Sarah you don't understand..." Sarah cut him off again.

"Understand ohhhh I understand more than you people give me credit. I understand Mom blames you because Dad tried to save your life and lost his. I understand you blame yourself because you are the one that wanted to go out that night and you let him get involved back when you were 11. Look Harry you can't do anything to bring him back. So LIVE Harry you are alive and have a life because of my father so try and act it!" Harry stood dumbfounded that the little girl with pigtails had grown in to a 15 year old young woman and was now yelling at him. This made Sarah madder.

"SHAVE! BATHE! PUT ON CLEAN CLOTHES! Harry this isn't that hard ok? Look you are the one who told me that we need to be thankful for every day we are alive because we don't know where it will end.So, why don't you do what you preach!" Sarah tried not to cry or scream but it was to much something snapped inside her she saw her father crumple and fall dead before he hit the ground she heard a billion people tell her they were sorry and it will get better. Sarah ran away from the cabin crying more angry than anything. She reached the back door of her house in record time. Thankfully it was unlocked and she ran up to her room passing Fred. Fred was in the kitchen cooking dinner, wearing a pink apron with a lace trim. He had a hand on his hip and was tasting the soup with a large wooden spoon. Normally Sarah would of teased this site but hadn't even taken it in as she ran by.

In her room Sarah fell to her bed and cried until there was a knock at her door she didn't have time to answer before Fred walked in.

"Sarah? Your mum just called. She will be home late again." Fred said as he walked over and sat on the foot of Sarah's bed. "Big news she works late every night so she don't have to see me." There was a long pause as Fred tried to think of how to answer that without telling her it was true.

"Sarah your mum loved Ron. She don't know how to deal with losing him they were rarely apart even during the summer. I remember her owl flying to Ron everyday and Ron would have a letter to send back to her as soon as he saw her owl." Fred tried to change the subject. Sarah was silent Fred decide to keep going."Sarah why don't you tell someone what happened that night? It would help you get over this it would help your mum deal with it too." Sarah didn't say anything her face still buried in her pillow."I know you miss him. We all do and you have been really great about this whole mess."

Sarah sat up and laid her head on Fred's shoulder.

"Fred tell me about what you thought of Daddy." Sarah requested in an innocent girl-ish voice she had when she would sit on her uncle's knee as he would tell jokes and tickle her.

"Ummmm I always envied him. He had the woman of his dreams, a great daughter, he had a home, a ton of friends, he was a hero so allot of people, and he was Draco's boss that made him really happy. Ron had everything I wanted he had a job doing what he wanted, a family, he had everything he needed and a little money saved up too." Fred said as he thought about his little brother.

"Dad was proud of you and George. he said that you two did what he never could you guys defied Grandma and Grandpa. You did what they said you shouldn't do and did it so well they became proud of you even though you didn't finish school." Sarah said thinking of all the times her father had bragged about his brothers.

"He could be a pain in the butt some times but always did something in the end that made everything he did right. You know he died doing what he love. Protecting his friends and family." Fred and Sarah talked about Ronald Weasly (friend, brother, husband, father, hero, teacher) until Sarah fell asleep Fred laid her down on her bed and pulled a blanket over her. That was the first time since Ron's death in May that Fred and Sarah had talked about him and it felt good to know that even though he was gone he would be remembered so well.