A/N: I've decided to change to Harry's P.O.V., because…well, I can! If I get tired of it, we'll go back to this. ((Points to Prologue)) Anywayz…onward and upward!

CHAPTER ONE

I despise Side-Along Apparition. It feels like they're squeezing every single breath out of your body, then you land at the very last moment.

"You could've TOLD me you were going to Apparate" I muttered, gulping an enormous lungful of air.

"I left the same way I entered" she said, shrugging. "I couldn't very well go out the front door, now could I?"

I really couldn't think of a response, so I just glared. After I started breathing normally again, I looked around. "Where are we, anyway?" I asked.

"We're in a forest right outside Salem" she replied, lighting her wand tip. "We can't just appear in the town square, after all. A town with a 400-year-old powerfully magical history, and we can't even Apparate there." She sighed melodramatically. "What's the world coming to!" she cried, flinging her arm across her forehead. Then she burst out laughing, and I couldn't help joining in. She flicked her wand once, and some sandwiches, chips, and sodas appeared. "Diet Pepsi!" she yelled. "Oh, I'm good. Getting better, anyway" she corrected, smiling. We ate in silence, owls hooting around us. Then a loud beeping pierced the night, and her hand flew to her pocket.

"Teenage witch…and you have a cell phone" I said, raising an eyebrow at her. She flipped me off and pushed the 'answer' button.

"Hello?...Yes, sir, Professor Dumbledore…He's with me, we're having some food, the journey was a but tiring for him…Yes, sir, Apparition is very tiring for me, too…Yes, sir, we'll be there in about half an hour. Good bye, sir. Goodnight to you, too." She punched the 'OFF' button and turned back to look at me. "Dumbledore got these so we could stay in constant communication even when we're unable to use magic."

She must've noticed the look I was giving her. "We're not asking, not going there" she said, waving her hands as though trying to be rid of the idea.

"OK…where are we going, anyway?" I asked, setting my trash on fire, and letting the wind take the ashes.

"We're going to the site of the last coven that took place over 300 years ago. Powerful magical history, and all that jazz. Don't ask…it wasn't my idea. Actually, I don't think it was Dumbledore's, either. McGonagel got to choose the location for this one, Merlin knows why. I think she had an ancestor at this coven, or something. It's a big deal to her, I guess."

I nodded slowly. "So it is written, so it is done."

"Sure" she said, glancing over at me. "We'll go with that." She brushed off her hands, stood up, and looked at her watch. "Come on, man, we gotta get going, or we'll be late." I stood up too, brushing off my jeans. "And just to forewarn you, you're going to have to Side-Along Apparate again." I groaned and braced myself. She held out her arm, I grabbed it, and with a (pop), we vanished.

When we arrived at the meeting place, I was so out of breath, I almost passed out.

Again.

Once I got my bearings, I looked around to try to get a sense of who was there. I saw Dumbledore and McGonagel, Snape (to my disgust), and… "Professor Trelawney!" I gasped, looking over at Miranda.

"The great-great-great granddaughter of the celebrated Seer, Cassandra Trelawney" she said in a bored voice. "That woman annoys the HELL out of me. She keeps predicting my more and more horrific death every time she sees me."

I just looked at her. "Join the club. She seems to think I'm gonna die every single week. My friend Ron thinks I'd be an 'extra-concentrated ghost' or something like that."

"She has some self-esteem issues. That, coupled with her pathological need for attention, compels her to predict ludicrous deaths."

I just stared at her.

She blushed, and then shrugged. "So I aced Psychology, what can I say?"

"Yeah, magical powers can help you do that" I said, winking.

She gave me a halfway-offended look. "Actually, I aced that class all by myself, just me and my brainpower. No magic involved whatsoever."

Before I could respond, a shower of green sparks flew into the air, obviously signaling the start of the meeting. Dumbledore, looking every day of his considerable age, stood and raised his hands for quiet.

"Thank you all for coming" he said in his deep, powerful voice. "And a special thanks to Ms. Daniels for going all the way to England on five minutes notice, to collect our guest of honor, Harry Potter."

I could feel myself turning brighter red with each word, I looked over at Miranda, and she was squirming slightly under the gaze of hundreds of eyes. I could also distinctly hear her humming 'What Is This Feeling?' from 'Wicked'.

So shoot me. I love that musical.

"I'm sure all of you are wondering why you have been summoned here today, especially since our last meeting was nearly 40 years ago. Which, I am sure, not all of us recall" he added, winking at the two of us. It was a bit redundant, seeing aw how we were the only wizards there under 40.

"As I believe you all do know, however, the Dark Lord Voldemort is slowly killing off magical leaders the world over. It is our job, as the Council, to put an end to this nightmare, and save any more dignitaries from being eliminated. We have received intelligence from our spy, Severus Snape, that the Indian Minister of Magic is the next target for elimination. Therefore, our investigation will, appropriately, being in India."

He winked at the two of us again, and I heard the all-too-familiar (pop).

Here we go again.

END CHAPTER ONE

A/N: Wow, I'm starting to like this little creation of mine more and more, I really am. It's kind of taken on a life and personality of its own, and that's kinda what I was shooting for. I wasn't expecting a lot of reviews to start off, and I wasn't disappointed-I got two. So, those two LOVERLY people get shoutouts! Here we go:

SHOUTOUTS:

Lily Laurelinn: I am ALWAYS sighing at reality! I'm also wishing a lot for someone to just APPEAR and take me away. Ah, well. Such is not to be. I'm SOOOOO happy you reviewed; you were the first review ever! I'll review your story as soon as I have I time, I'm sure it'll be fantabulous! Thanks for reviewing, much love!

Saturday: You can say it. I think Harry's cute when he's intimidated, too. Did you see him in the second movie, when he was facing the snake? I know it sounds kind wrong, but he was sexy for a 13-year-old, or however old he was. And I'm gonna wash my brain out now…LOL! Anyways…yeah, Miranda is kinda part me, part you, part Famous, I think (unintentionally, but now that I think about it, it makes a little sense. LOL!), and a little bit Angelina Jolie, though that bit won't come out until later. LOL! Anyways…I love you SOOO much, thanks for reviewing!

PLEASE REVIEW, I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER IF YOU DO! I gotta go now…I need to shower before musical practice, which starts at 2:15, which is in…exactly 3 hours. BYE!

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