"RUN, RUN, RUN as fast as you can Alieenae!" her mother screamed into Alieenae's ear, she was barely heard over the roaring of the flames engulfing them.

"But Mommy, I don't want to leave you!" Alieenae shouted back through choked tears, trying to be heard.

"Honey please, remember this one thing throughout life, I love you Alieenae Sylviana Crouch, and I always will, no matter what, now RUN!" her mother screamed back.

"Mommy, don't leave me" Alieenae cried out hysterically. Suddenly there was a loud cracking; the flaming roof began to collapse.

"I love you Alieenae" her mother shouted hugging her daughter, shoving her a box wrapped in paper, and then throwing her to safety out of the back door.

"Mommy, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Alieenae cried out, but it was too late, the whole house, engulfed in flames, crumbled upon her mother. Alieenae sank down and began to sob uncontrollably, then a shout went up and an auror began to circle the collapsed building. Alieenae forced herself to stand up and run, though she longed to stay behind and mourn her mother's death. She ran hysterically, passionately, and desperately through the woods, choking back tears and tearing her arms and legs on bramble bushes along the way. When she arrived on the other side of the woods, after running for nearly an hour over a course of almost 5 miles, she collapsed on a rock and began to sobbed uncontrollably……………………

Alieenae awoke suddenly and sharply, immediately she sat up and whacked her head on the low ceiling.

"Uhh, you retard ceiling, if you were a living thing I'd so crucio you." Alieenae mumbled bitterly to the ceiling, rubbing the quickly growing bump on her forehead.

The same dream over and over again, it always shows up today every year, on the anniversary, Alieenae thought to herself, yet she knew it always would, there was no use resisting it, the dream had actually happened and that would never change. I just need to calm down, she told herself, grab a drink, and calm down. She looked at the digital alarm clock on her bedside table, it read 5:27 a.m. She groaned, why did it always have to be so early, uh, well there's no way I'd ever fall asleep again tonight, she thought to herself.

"Come on Goliath lets go grab something to eat, ok boy" Alieenae called softly to the huge dog, sleeping on the end of her bed. Well technically it wasn't her bed, it was more of a floating attachment near the end of her bed, you see Goliath was 5 feet tall at the shoulders and at least 5 and ½ feet at the head, he couldn't really sleep on her bed.

"ruff, ruff" Goliath responded in his normal form of greeting, he quickly jumped off of the bed, pinned Alieenae to the ground, and began slobbering her face with wet, doggie, kisses.

"Eww, Goliath get off me" Alieenae giggled to the dog who freed her from his paws and sat on his haunches, panting happily. "You silly dog let's go down stairs and see if we can find some hot cocoa." Aieenae said to the dog, affectionately rubbing his head and heading toward the stairs of the attic.

Yes, attic Alieenae had lived here, in this old, shabby shack on the edge of the woods for the past 2 years. There were 4 rooms, one was the main room, one was the kitchen, one was the master bedroom, and one was the study. Then there was the attic where she slept. It was a simple room with simple furniture, a bed, a dresser, a bedside table, a desk, a closet, and her trunk with all of her magical possessions inside it, not counting her wand.

Now, she headed down the stairs toward the 2nd floor corridor, from there she and Goliath made their way down stairs to the kitchen. "Let's have some hot chocolate, is that okay Goliath?" she questioningly looked at Goliath, who responded with a simple stare. "Hot chocolate it is" she said. She quickly drew her wand from her pajama pocket and produced some hot chocolate for the both of them, Goliath's in a big bowl, then took them outside to the porch to sip, or slurp, their drinks. It was late summer, the perfect time to sit and think outside without it being too hot, too cold, or having too many mosquitoes.

As she sat on the porch in her favorite swinging chair, sipping her hot chocolate, she began to review her history. She did this every year, every year after she had the dream. She would think about what had happened ever since she had been born, her entire lives history. Here's how it went…….