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Haven't updated for a while, so I figured I should. My friends told me she's been waiting for the update email.

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January 8th

A girl lay motionless in the middle of the Quidditch pitch. Had she been awake, she could have recognized the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch, but she wouldn't know how she got there.

The students and faculty seemed equally awestruck. Even Dumbledore looked as though he had been presented with an unnervingly difficult conundrum.

It was Madame Pomfrey who decided that whoever the girl was, she should be taken to the hospital wing. It was a miracle she survived her twenty five foot fall onto the Quidditch pitch. Once the girl awoke, they could question her on her appearance.

Kali Buick awoke in a room with whitewashed walls. Her head spun, as her tried unsuccessfully to sit up.

This place…

It couldn't be…

Hogwarts.

She had read about Hogwarts, and had devoured stories of the Marauders and the Great Harry Potter. It was surreal to think that she was where she thought she was.

'But that would mean he must be here.' The girl thought with a smirk. This could be quite interesting after all.

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The fall having left Kali with an arm broken in three places, she was forced to spend the hours before lunch having her arm painfully healed.

Luckily, it was her left arm, because Dumbledore decided that as long as she was at Hogwarts, she might as well attend classes. Albus Dumbledore had a spare wand that had been confiscated from a third year (he refused to tell where he had gotten the wand, but as no students where missing their, Dumbledore kept it).

Kali had never felt such an indescribable surge of power as the time that she first held that wand.

She felt power stronger than she had ever felt, and an urge to let her power loose.

In an instant, she knew why she had been sent to Hogwarts. Her mission was clear now. The last necessary tool was now in her possession. She thanked Dumbledore for the wand, and set off to her assigned house, Gryffindor.

Kali felt as though destiny was on her side, as she entered the common room to find precisely the person she was looking for.

Hermione Granger was sitting in front of the fireplace with her boyfriend Ron. Ron was making a sad attempt at trying to kiss her, as Hermione avoided distracting contact at all costs. Kali approached the pair, and putting on her most innocent face, addressed the Weasley.

"Um, Hi, Are you Ron Weasley?" She asked shyly.

The redhead looked inquiringly at her before slowly nodding.

Kali continued her act, more determined than ever not to fail.

"Dumbledore told me to talk to you. I need a tour of the caslte. I'm new and I guess he wanted me to have a guide or something." Her wide eyes shone with childlike innocence.

Ron gave her another odd look.

"Maybe Hermione should show you around, then you two could talk about, I dunno, girl things."

The bushy haired girl next to Ron gave Kali a welcoming smile, and she started to stand, but Kali, sensing a snag in the fabric of her perfect plan, interjected.

"No, no. Dumbledore was very clear that he wanted the Head Boy to show me around."

"Well 'Mione," Ron started as he stood up, "If Dumbledore wanted me to show her around, I guess I should. I'll see you tonight, I guess."

He got up and moved toward the portrait hole, ready to accompany her.

'Stage one accomplished.' Kali thought as she clutched her wand tighter. Seeing an abandon Albus Dumbledore Chocolate Frog Card on a table near by, she grabbed it and followed Ron.

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The winding halls of Hogwarts were a perfect place for foul play. A body deposited in a dark abandoned corner could be left unfound until it began to smell and Filch came to investigate.

This thought and others like it crossed Kali's mind as she roamed the corridors with her escort. The time of her task was drawing closer.

She knew that wand was hers. It is said that the wand chooses the wizard, and that a magic person knows when they've found the right wand. Maybe Kali wasn't as much of a muggle as she thought.

The wood began to feel hot, as if it could foresee its mission. The mission would be wonderful. The killing curse was like fire. You don't need much of anything, just a spark of heat, a spark of hatred, and it enveloped all it came in contact with.

Kali knew her moment had come.

"Ron?"

The boy paused in the middle of a very long speech of how two members of the Chudley Cannons had graduated from Hogwarts, so it was pretty much the greatest school et cetera, et cetera.

"Ron, I'm really sorry about this, but this is something I have to do."

Ron looked dumbfounded, and Kali admitted to a slight feeling of guilt. True, she had to do this, but no, she really wasn't sorry.

"Avada Kedavra." She whispered darkly. The spell's signature green flash accompanied a short scream, followed by a soft thud.

As Kali stepped over the body, the world around her dissipated into darkness, and she found herself in the familiar room thirteen of St. Walpurgis Academy. Her friend Anne sat next to her gently prodding her with a pencil.

"Kali, you feel asleep again."

"Huh? Oh, yeah right. Hey Anne, I might have a way to clear your writers block for that story you're writing."

A look of interest came across Anne's face, and under her desk, Kali ran her thumb over the laminated face of Albus Dumbledore.

End January 8th

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So, there's Chapter 8, I had a bit of a writer's block, so I haven't been writing, plus I have midterms coming up, so if I don't post for a while I'm probably studying.

I need a beta, because my grammar and spelling both suck, so contact me through message, email or comment if you're interested. If you become my beta, you get to see all the chapters before I post them and you will have a small amount of creative freedom to offer advice or make small changes to the story.

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