Disclaimer:

We do not own Harry Potter and company, nor do we own Hogwarts and so on. Those belong to the amazing JKR. Though we are claiming Crystal, Liam, Raven, and Nave. Those belong to US. Smiles evilly

Authors Note:

This fan-fiction is a combination of four different people's characters and plots. In the first five or six chapters you will see each characters past story, and how they come to meet each other. Each of the four main characters are based off of the writer. That means that there are FOUR DIFFERENT WRITERS for this story. I am the writer for Crystal. Imakeeper is the writer for Liam. My 'Beta typer chick', Emily, who I am now calling monkey, is the writer for Raven. My friend, Emily (who will stay as Emily in my mind and in these author notes) is the writer for Nave. We have all written our own character past story, but will share the credit for the fic as a group and not as individuals. Though I'm sure that this fic has us all writing side stories (I've already written three) and those can be and will be on the side and placed as individual work. Imakeeper has a account on as do I(obviously) but Monkey and Emily do not, so if you wish to comment them, feel free to do so through my reviews and message boxes.

"I didn't mean to, I promise! I was so caught up with every-"

He was interrupted when the bird flew over to him and landed on his lap

all the while staring at him as if to say 'never do that again.'

Rave started giggling at the bird. He tried to hide his laughs by

covering his mouth but he couldn't stop laughing, the almost scowl on

Fruitloop's face quickly lightened when he watched Rave's face redden with

laughter.

The bird ruffled its feathers and flew back to his cage. Rave walked

over to the cage and quickly apologized again to the owl before closing

its cage.

Rave woke up early one morning before sunrise. He looked at his clock;

3:00 AM.

He was thirsty and decided to head downstairs for a drink of water. He

was about to place the glass to his lips when his tired state caused

him to accidentally drop the glass of water, causing it to hit the floor

with a shatter.

He groaned and reached for his wand, which he always kept in his

pocket. He softly muttered a repairo spell as the glass pieces formed

together and the water sucked back into the glass, and the glass floated back

into his hand.

'I love magic,' he gleamed.

After he was done drinking his water he headed back up to his room to

fall back asleep.

Four hours later he woke up from his stomach growling. He took off his

purple ducky pajamas ((A/N: Aww…)) and pulled on some jeans and walked

downstairs.

He was surprised he couldn't smell any breakfast that his mom usually

would have prepared by now. As he arrived in the kitchen he noticed an

opened letter on the table. He looked around, noticing that his mother

wasn't to be found and he decided to read the letter. It read:

11/12/05

Mrs. Zombie ((A/N: What a cool last name!)) and Family:

We regret to inform you that Mr. Zombie was killed in battle last

Friday. We send you our hopes and prayers.

Soon you will be sent all of his personal belongings. Please note that

Mr. Zombie died nobly while fighting for a great cause and he and his

death will not be taken in vein.

-The Ministry of Wizards at War

"WHAT!" screamed Rave as tears poured out of his bright blue,

gold-ringed eyes.

He dashed to his mother's room so they could comfort each other when he

noticed the scent of blood and death filled the room.

His mother's door to her bathroom was locked and he was pulling on the

door know with all his might crying out to her when he felt something

warm and sticking around his feet.

When he looked down he saw what looked like gallons ((A/N: he's a

natural exaggerator and he's in a time of crisis)) of blood seeping out from

underneath the bathroom door.

"MOM!" he shrieked.

Frantically he pulled out his wand and caused the door to fly open with

a loud bang. Looking down, he saw his mother, sprawled out on the

floor with a bullet through her head and a gun clutched in her right hand.

"No!" Boomed Rave as he ran over to hold his mother's corpse against

his chest.

"Why!" He sobbed, the tears blurring his vision, but he didn't care.

"Why'd you leave me here all- all alone? We could have made it, mother!

We co-could have helped each other he-heal!"

He clutched his mother closer, determined to never let go.

"I-I love you mother! I'll always love you!"

He collapsed against her empty shell, too sad to rise again.

'Why me?'

He awoke days later in a local muggle hospital. He looked around,

shocked by his surroundings.

He began to wonder if it was all just a nightmare.

The nurse approached his bed, smilingly at him.

"Hey there, kiddo. You gave us quite a scare. We weren't sure if

you'd ever awaken. We were afraid the emotional trauma might be too much

for a little boy."

"I'm 14…" he muttered, but the nurse didn't catch it.

"Where… where am I?"

"Oh, you're at the St. Christina's hospital… not too far from where you

live."

"Oh…" he stated sullenly. "How'd I get here?"

"Boy, you sure ask a lot of questions." The nurse smiled warmly.

'How 'bout I knock you out lady, and then drag you somewhere and we'll

see if you ask questions…' he thought coldly. ((A/N: Uh-oh, look who's

venting))

"Thankfully some neighbors heard all your screaming and decided to call

the police. When the police arrived they found you…and your…mother?"

she asked, trying to decipher the woman's identity.

"Mom…" Rave whispered while staring at the wall, totally ignoring the

nurse.

"Ah, I see."

"Is she alright?" Rave directed all his attention to the nurse.

The nurse lowered her head. "…No my dear…I'm afraid she didn't make it.

She hit a vital part of her brain. She died instantly," the nurse said

with a sad, sympathetic look on her face.

"Well…" Rave started, with another spaced-out look, "I guess I gotta

start a new life, huh?" He said, forcing a weak smile on his lips.

((A/N: Why do I get the strange feeling he's used to doing that?))

"Y-yes. Since your parents were your only living relatives you will be

sent to a nearby orphanage."

A frown spread over his face as he looked like he was about to cry.

"Oh! Not to worry dear! I hear the orphanage around here is one of the

best and there'll be lots of other kids your age! Also you may have

your pick of any belongings to bring, as long as you don't bring a truck

load, and you have all claims to your parent's finance when you turn

18! Think of it as a give-and-take situation!"

Rave knew that the nurse was desperately trying to cheer him up, but it

didn't matter.

His expression darkened.

"I'd rather be stripped of everything I own and my limbs chopped off

than be in the situation I'm in right now."

"I can tell you loved your mother and father very much. You should be

able to get out of here and into the orphanage within days. Good luck,

Rave." She smiled one last time and left the room.

'God that women's chipper… Wait a tick, how the crap did she know what

my name was!'

He looked at his wristband. "Rave Zombie" it said.

"Oh…" he said out loud.

Authors Note:

Well, I hope that you liked Rave's past story! I should be able to get up Nave's or Crystal's by tomorrow.