Authors: We do not own anything Harry Potter related, or anything from J.K.'s books.

"Haley! Haley! Today's the day!" Mom (Hermione Granger-Krum) yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I sat up groggily, and remembered.

"The first day of your last year at Hogwarts!" dad (Viktor Krum) pulled me out of bed.

"Wakie, Hayee!" my little sister Serah pulled worthlessly on my arm. She was only 4, so she couldn't pronounce the L in my name.

"OK, OK Serah. I'll be down in a minute!" I reluctantly got out of my yellow and blue bed. I pulled on a red #00 football jersey, and tan cargo pants. I tucked just the front of the jersey in, revealing a silver and black belt.

Then, I brushed my just-below-shoulder-length brown highlighted and wavy hair into two pigtails.

I put my contacts into my brown and speckled blue eyes.

"Ahhh… I look fabulous as usual," I breathed in deeply.

I skipped downstairs and shoved down my breakfast of toast, eggs, and bacon. My owl, Woodstock, nipped at my ear. I fed her a piece of toast. She clicked her beak happily as a sign of affection.

"Wow, Haley's grown up!" dad whispered to mom. "It seems as though just yesterday we were changing her diapers!"

"Shut up, dad!" I muttered, totally embarrased. I thrust my napkin down on the table, pushed my chair back, and went upstairs. I grabbed my lime green trunk and Woodstock's cage. Then, I ran back downstairs.

"Floo, honey," Mom held up a basket of Floo Powder. I took some, and then gave everyone a hug.

"Bye, guys! Serah, you take good care of the fam for me, K honey?" I joked.

"Sure thing, sistah!" Serah gave me another hug.

I threw the Floo Powder into the fire. The flames turned green, and I yelled: "King's Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾!" an jumped in.

Suddenly, everything lurched foreward. I hit my elbows onsomething, and it changed the track of the flames that I was riding on.

"Eeeeeeeeek!" I screamed as I fell hard on my nose. The floor was cold. I was in a dark tunnel.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaley. Come… over here." An icy, scary, snake-like voice beckoned.

"W-w-who are you?" I asked.

"I'm a friend." Clammy, icy fingers gripped my shoulders. "Now come."

"Noooooooooo!" I shouted, and ran blindly in the darkness. Then, I was falling. Down in the darkness. I fell… screaming all the way. I hit hard, dirty cement.

I knew where I was.