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Pls. remember that this is fanfiction... so this is a fan's verion or POV...

Warning: Suze is out of character here... not the bouncy brunette...She is a bit of a rebel here, a sense of perfectionism because of her past experiences... (there are obviously a lot more to the story than it seems).Like in the Song "Because of you" by Kelly Clarkson. I based her emotions on it.

So if you know the song, I guess you'll feel her.

For all the J/S fans there, Do not worry.

I dedicate this chapter to my reviewers, ( I hope this chappie's good.) I hope by the way that, how my fingers are crossed is not a dead give away...

Trisisabel...

Kutekittenx (Reviewed on this when it was still in my first account)

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and...

Sevvvy 101 ( She reviewed for both)

Thanks!

"2 things,… one, what was that thing? And why did you bite me? It stings." I asked numbly as our train neared the tunnel leading us to the station.

"That thing was a Dementor. I bit you because you were… slipping away… you got kissed by it, didn't you?"

"Kissed? No! of course not! Eeeww." I commented weakly.

"Attacked… touched, by one is getting kissed by it because it drains hope… It was most preculiar actually---" But I cut him off.

"Why would it attack me? I mean, I didn't do anything wrong, and what exactly is it?" I asked

3rd Person POV

"A Dementor is a guard at Azkaban. Azkaban is a prison for witches and wizards that have gone bad or have broken some laws." Seeing the expression on Suze's face he added exasperatedly "Yes," "Of course, Susannah, we have laws. The Ministry of Magic creates them. They're our governing body." Remus explained as if he was discussing Photosynthesis to a three year old

"Oh." was the only word that escaped her lips… but not for long. "Wait, if this umm, Dementos.. I mean Dementors are guarding Azkaban, how come it came here? And there are other people here at the train. Wouldn't that be... creepy if they saw it?"

"Susannah, muggles can't see Dementors." He answered as he rubbed his back.

Suze just hugged her kness and bowed her head wishing that it wasn't true.

"Wait! Why did it attack me?" She asked suddenly.

"I don't really know but we'll get the answers as soon as we reach our destination."

"Where are we going?" She asked suspiciously.

"You'll see." He answered mysteriously.

"Hmmm." She said faintly as she recapped the attack.

It was cold... numbing and scary.

"How are you feeling?" He asked softly at Suze but there was no reply.
She was hugging her knees and her face was hidden. There was no way to tell if she was sleeping or not. He thought he should just let it drop but something told him to observe. And then, he saw her form shaking a bit and when he listened carefully, he could hear soft whimpering.

He sat beside her and upon feeling his warm arms around herself, she hugged back, tighter.

"What did you see?" He asked softly.

"Memories... bad ones... Ones that I forgot about..." She whispered hoarsely.

"That's how they weaken their opponent... You were strong. You fought them off."

"No." She objected strongly. "It wasn't me. You said something... and they... went away." She broke away from the hug.

"I didn't say anything..." He insisted seriously.

"It was you... you said something like... Expect... Patrodum..."

"Patronus?... " He whispered unbelievingly.

"Yes... umm Expect a Patronus?" She asked

"It's Expecto Patronus. But I didn't say anything. Honest. I blacked out and
I just saw you lying on the floor. I thought you were dead but you were breathing."

"It was a man's voice... I'm sure it was you."

"Listen, we'll talk about this later. Someone might be listening to our conversation. Get your bags and we'll get off."

"Listen, Suze, I'm really not good about this stuff but I'll give it my best shot. Here goes: Hey, don't worry. I'm sure things'll get better." He said consolingly as he handed a hankerchief to Suze who just smiled weakly.

"What?" He asked

"You called me Suze."

Suze POV

"Welcome, Susannah, to Leaky Cauldron." Remus announced as we entered the crumbling building. A few candles were floating a few inches above the table's surface. There were a few people were there. It was a tiny grubby looking pub. People were staring at me like I was a mutant.

"Why are they doing that?" I asked shrinking behind him already. He just looked at me unbelievingly then continued walking to the Bartender...

I noticed people here were wearing cloaks and dark colors. Some were wearing pointed hats. Some looked like they don't know the word "Bathe". All in all, I was kind of let down, I thought witches would be fat, ugly has a pointed nose and warts all over their face. If it weren't for the unruly clothing, they'd pass as "Muggles".

I still cannot figure out why they call non magical people "Muggles"

"Ah, Remus, the usual I suppose?" My attention suddenly went alive.

"Not today, Tom. I have to introduce this young lady to some friends."
My companion answered politely. The man in front of us, Tom apparently, is very old. White beard and snowy hair greeted me immediately.

"Ah, yes... excuse us my lady," With that he grabbed Remus by the arm and whispered into his ear.

"What are you doing risking our world like that?...---- She's too young!" I was hearing too much of this. I was about to introduce them to my fake cough when Remus replied looking scarred for life.

"No! I mean No... She's a witch, and it's nothing like that." He motioned for me to come closer to them.

"Tom, this is Susannah. Susannah, meet Tom." I was about to tap my chest with my fist as an acknowledgement but he reached out to shake my hand.
I just pretended to scratch my neck then shook his wrinkly hand.

"I would love to stay and chat, but we're running a bit late already... See you." He nodded back at Remus and I... I just gave a big cheesy smile then waved goodbye. Not long enough, we entered what looked like a back room then the brick wall opened up... Behind it was a street lined with stores.
It was a busy street. People were bustling in and out the stores. I was about to walk ahead when he pulled me back. "Here, wear this cloak. You'll blend in just fine."

My eyes widened instantly. "It's frickin 45 degrees celsius! I mean it's hot! I'm not wearing that."

He gave me a look which said "have it your way then.". My eyes narrowed itself suspiciously at him... but even before I could object for that matter, the cloak vanished from his hands then it flung itself on my back. Remus tied the ribbon to hold it together.

"No Fair!" He chuckled, "You were asking for it."

"Watch it mister." I warned... playfully... but half dead serious. Nobody, I mean nobody messes with my fashion sense.

It was a black velvet cloak lined with silver. Just a plain one and there were various pockets from the inside. It fit perfectly.

"Follow me." He ordered lightly. I struggled to catch up with his phase.

"Say, this wouldn't happen to be yours, right?"I asked. Because the world would loose justice if he was gay and owned the Lady's Cloak.

"No. It was my friend's" He answered as he walked briskly ahead.

"A girl... friend who is a "E. M."" I repeated to him as I read the initials at the hem.

"Don't do that." He warned me. His voice suddenly sounded totally serious.
He stopped walking so I bumped into him. I tripped over his shoe but before I hit the ground he grabbed me by the shoulders. His eyes dead serious and locking with mine. It was only then that I noticed how pretty his eyes were.
It was gold with little flecks of blue. His eyes turned glassy and looked like he was about to cry.

"Stop that." He commanded stiffly.

"Stop what?" I asked innocently.

"This." He said but there was a hint of uncertainty at his voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to step on your foot... Are you crying?" I asked.

"No! Your hair it poked my eye." Oh hahah...

"Oh." He was defenitely teary.

"Come on let's go before you trip all over this place again." I smacked him at the shoulder.

"Ooof." I gasped.

"I'm so so so sorry!... Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I asked as I patted him on the back. He was rubbing the shoulder I smacked lightly.

"I'm fine." He squeaked. I don't think I could hold the laughter anymore.

"You're laughing!" He asked as if wasn't capable of doing so.

"Yeah..." I answered uncertainly.

"It's the first time I saw you laugh."

"Ummm... yeah." I mumbled as I looked down. We started walking again.

"You look pretty... when you laugh." There was an akward silence.

"Thanks..." I noticed the display outside the shop and stopped to stare at it. It was a flower in a pot. It was very pretty. I tried to touch it.
but Remus grabbed my hand just in time. The flower developed an ugly face then tried to bite my finger.

"Aaahh." it was his turn to laugh at me.

"Rule number 1, Don't touch anything in this store." It made me remember a certain rule I made. "Don't leave any evidence." Somehow it falls in line with mine.

"Can I stay here a while?" I asked innocently as I hid my face from him.

"Sure. I'll go inside. I'll wait for you there." Tears were free falling from my eyes. He gave me a tentative pat on the shoulder.

"Okay." I saw him walk inside the small shop. His grey coat gave me a finalswish then vanished inside the store. I sat at one corner not minding the harsh whispers and unfriendly stares.

I guess my shorts were too short, my face is too ugly, I'm too weird, or they all simply hate me, I don't care. All I know is I am here this day of March 13, trying to start off a new life. And fix my old self back to the way it really was... from the start. I need to find my parents. They're here, alive. I know they are... I hope.

I shook my head. Keeping my goal straight. I wiped my tears carefully, not wanting to ruin my make-up. I wet my lips.

The displays were very intriguing. A prank shop. "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes". One on display caught my attention. It was a puffy purple little thing staring at me with wide eyes from the glass. I couldn't help but let out a soft little "Aww" So sue me!

It was so cute. I couldn't help but smile giddily. I entered the little shop. A little bell tinkled at my arrival. I hung my cloak, smiling at the
purple little thing when I heard Remus' voice.

"Ah, here she is. Susannah," He gestured for me to come over. So I did. He was talking to a man in his mid forties who wore a pointy old hat which matched his graying suit. He had messy red hair underneath the pointy thing. (No, not that thing! Oh My Gosh, No!)

"Arthur Weasley, this is Susannah Simon, the girl I was telling you about." He introduced crisply but underneath that tone there seemed to be something more...

"Ah, I've heard so much about---" He reached out to shake my hand. Remus elbowed him looking innocent. "you" He added with a constipated face. Then proceeded to look at Remus begrudgingly.

"Ooof-- Get off me you big stick!" It came from 2 red headed boys who were wrestling about something. When they noticed me looking at them, they straightened up immediately. They were twins! cute little twins. It's
just I've never seen one upclose before. ( So maybe they were a little taller than me...)

I guess, my day was going to be a good one.

I smiled goofily at nothing in particular, eyeing the twins in front of me.

They were cute... in an Adam-sort-of-boyish sort of way.

3rd Person POV

"Susannah, these are my twins, Fred and George." Introduced their father, Arthur Weasly. Upon the mention of their names each one greeted "Hello". In an instant, Suze's heart melted. She had a soft spot for kids.

Let's just hope.. this time, it's for real.

"Hi," She greeted cheerily, eager to make friends with the twins. "Mr. Weasley, they're so cute." She gushed as she poked the twins.

"Hey, you're skinny." she chuckled merrily. "Wait,..." she doubted... "Are they real?"

( A/N: I hope you understand the sudden change in demeanor, It is to be expected...)

"Of, course Susannah, they are real." Remus resigned. "Fred. George, this is Susannah Simon... she'll be studying at Hogwarts for her fifth year."

"What?" They chorused. Suze felt the urge to just come up and pinch their cheeks. "She's from the States." He continued as if he didn't hear the objections of the twins.

Both twins had goofy grins which reflected Suze's earlier. She was startled when one of the twins -she didn't know who was who- grabbed her gently by the shoulder and hugged her... a bit wobbly she might add.

"Oh," she let out as the other did twin too hugged her, hurriedly. "Oi! Fred, George! What are you two doing?" Remus and their father
chorused... but Remus' was a bit different and colorful as he stood up to break them apart.

"It's how we greet people here."

"It's how we welcome customers." They chorused again. Then, sensing their difference in resonance, they switched. One saying the other then the other one saying the former's.

Suze has already figured this one out but she didn't let it show. Remus just walked behind them to bang the twin's head with each other's.

"Hey!" The other one, she suspected was Fred, whined. While the other, George, objected with an "Oi!".

"They're so adorable." She said toothily. "Oh, they are..." Remus mumbled, agreeing sarcastically.

A gang of kids entered and the twins rushed off to assist them with a big smile.

Arthur gestured for Suze to sit beside him and Remus followed.

"So, Susannah, how was life like in the muggle world?" He asked
curiously.

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"Wait, why aren't they in classes?" I asked Remus. "They ran away." He answered a bit loudly so the busy twins could hear. "Why?" I asked. "Issues." He finally said.

I acted as though I knew what those said issues were but in in truth I had no idea.

"Hey, It was no "Issue" It was that prat, Umbridge." One of the twins,
countered.

"Love triangle?" I asked. Then Remus coughed a bit then snorted while the twins just looked mortified...I sensed this was going to be a long discussion so I sat on the chair beside Remus. But even before I could settle on the chair, Remus waved the discussion to an end. The twin just stomped off to a customer, seething.

Apparently, Umbridge was an issue.

"Oh my God! My bags!" I completely forgot about them. Remus lifted a golden eyebrow at me. "What?" I asked, fuming at my own stupidity. "You seriously need to catch up, you got a lot of stuff to learn." Truthfully, I was offended. To him it seemed like learning magic was as easy as the alphabet. I'm begining to wonder if there is such thing as a magical alphabet...

But I remembered a trick… from way, way back… about a few years ago.

"I do know how." I warned seriously. He gave me a look which only edged me to demonstrate. "A bit." I added sheepishly. Then he gave me a look I will never ever forget. It just got me so determined to impress him.

I looked around the shop hoping nobody was watching. Then I spanked my head mentally. People here would be accustomed to magic already. Stupid me. For the second time, I cast a glance around the little store, then the purple little thing caught my attention.

"Watch me." I said playfully narrowing my eyes at him.

I closed my eyes, tuning out the noise from the others. I emptied my brain… letting the image of the purple little bugger appear in my head. Then, with my closed eyes, a new set of eyes opened (not that it was visible or anything) There in the world through my other set of eyes, everything was possible. Just name it. Here in Wasteland (That's what I call it) I could
let the moon come closer to me( I was inspired by Bruce Almighty and tried it, only without the string around the moon ), let the sun hide behind the clouds… anything. This time, though, my Wasteland I was the small shop. I was facing the cage of the purple little thing. It was a bit far. I brought my hands to my chest, the right hand a few inches under the left one. In my world, I talked to the purple thing, asking it to float to my hands. It did. When I felt its weight in my hands, I said a tentative "Thanks" to nothing in particular.

Everything went black then I realized my eyes were still closed. I opened them slowly, wishing the object was still in my hands... And it really still was there. I faced Remus with a look I call triumphant. But it disappeared immediately when I saw the look on his face.

3rd person POV

"What's wrong?"

The last time Remus saw that type of wandless magic was ages ago... And the scary thing about that was it was truly the same... the person, the thing and the feeling. And the first time he saw it was... a horrifying event. It was dark magic.

"What were you doing?" He hissed angrily at the petrified girl who stood rooted to the ground. Her eyes took over that glassy and blank look as she paled instantly. Scared at the mistake she committed, she sunk to the ground, her chestnut hair flailing haphazardly as she did so... for a brief moment, he saw a flash of red... blink. It went away

Remus, only realizing now how he had acted, bent down, tapped her by the shoulders. But she wouldn't budge. He tried calling her name.

She looked up, her glassy emerald eyes shining at him...

blinding him,

making him feel...

making him remember...

She bit her lip. Nervous. Wondering what he was thinking. Was he cursing her silently? Was he judging her weak? An outcast? He was looking her straight in the eye, his golden eyes, flecked with blue were boring into her.
( A/N: Pls understand her sense for perfectionism, there's more to it than what it is... huh? Yea, umm pretend that made sense)
"What did you call me?" She asked quietly. Her glassy green eyes were glued to the wall. He just pretended not to hear.

"I'm sorry, I-- I'm so sorry." She apologized... "I thought, that was magic... it was one of those things that I discovered I can do." She
explained silently. Remus' eyes however widened at this. "You know more?" He asked as his brain worked double time... He was seeing a pattern... but was dismissed immediately when Suze denied this. It was a mutual agreement between the two that it wasn't to be brought up again.

"Hey, ummm... Fred, right?" She asked uncertainly at one of the twins. However, an ahem, confirmed that the Fred was behind her.

"Oh, right." She slapped herself mentally. "Ummm, do you need help around here? I've got nothing else to do for the summer... and I was wondering..." George turned to look at his brother and Suze, having heard the conversation. "I dunno, Susan." George said immediately.

Suze frowned but chuckled a bit after hearing her new nickname. "You guys can call me Suze. I've been trying to get Remus to call me that but he just wouldn't."

Fred escorted the last customer out of the shop and closed the shop.
"George," he threatened warningly. "What?"

"Be nice."

"But I am." George hissed.

"Guys, it's okay, I'll just look for a place to crash in. Thanks though." Suze delivered calmly after watching the glaring contest going on
infront of her. Remus emerged from the back of the shop and strode in the middle of the
battle between the twins towards Suze.

"You can stay in Grimmauld place if you like." but Fred, whom Suze has noticed to be very friendly, immediately snapped a sharp "No" "She can stay here with us." George said reluctantly after Fred elbowed him hard on
the sides. Remus just shrugged casually.

"Suit yourselves but you lot'll have to show her around and...assume responsibility." He added expecting the Twins to back off already but they didn't. Instead they just chorused an easy "Sure."

Suze just stood there her eyes following the flow of conversation.

"It was nice meeting you, Suze."

"Same here."

"I'll see you soon" With that, Remus stepped closer and extended out a hand but Suze mistook it for hug... then he left. But without a little smile for each other.

Did he just call me Suze?

"You fancy him, don't you." It was more of a statement than of a question. she turned slowly and found the brothers' leaning against the door with a mischievous look on their faces.

"I. Dooon't." She denied as she frantically waved her hands, elongating each letter.

"Riiight..." The twins said as they looked at each other.

"What?" She squeaked.

"It was pretty obvious." One said. But Suze was ahead of their game.

"Nothing was obvious because there wasn't anything to be a something to be obvious about." She said without missing a beat.

"You're pretty good, kid." George mused, seemingly impressed. Fred led them all to the back of the small shop to reveal a cozy little room with three beds, a couch and a little table.

"Okay, let's play a game." George announced as they all sat at the ground.

"Don't tell me, it's a get to know each other game and it involves a question and answer portion." Suze said conversationally as if predicting was like chewing gum.

It was now Fred's turn to muse and say: "You're pretty good, kid." But Suze seemed tired of being called "Kid."

"I'm not a kid." She warned seriously. "Oh?" One of the two voiced out.

"I'm sixteen." She finished proudly. "Were seventeen. But you're just the same age as our brother,Ron, and his girlfriend, Hermione...and Harry. They're all in fourth year. You'll meet them soon."

"Let the game's begin. Ladies first." Fred announced

(A/N: Most of these will be in conversation form. Italics are the twins' and bold ones are Suze's and the normal ones are the 3rd POV. It's a question and answer part. I dunno about you guys but sometimes, I just skip ahead and read the conversation. I hope you'll understand.)

"What year are you in?"

"Technically, we're in fifth year but we didn't finish it."

"Why?"

"Because of that Prat, Umbridge."

"You're girlfriend?"

"No!"

"His?"

"No! Eww!"

"What year am I going to be in this year?"

"Supposedly in the fifth year, but with the age and all, fourth year. Along with Ron."

"Will you come back this school year?"

"Depends." "Yes" They answered at the same time. Suze just let it go. It was the Twins' turn to interrogate.

"What was it like in the land of the free?"

"I dunno, It was life for me. And I never really fit in, I guess it was
because I was a witch."

"When did you find out about it?"

"Yesterday."

"No kidding?"

"mhhm"

"You're saying you don't know anything about magick or about our world until yesterday?"

"yeah."

"Tough life"

"How would you like it if we taught you and you teach us something in return?"

"That would be COOL. But what would I teach you?"

"Hmmm... Since you know a lot about muggles, how about clothing like one?"

"Done."

They, spent the night answering and asking questions at one another. They first resolved that Suze needed a wand... and a job. They got off pretty well it seemed to both parties that they'd be good friends.

"Gentlemen, I believe, this is the start of a wonderful frienship." She announced as she draped two arms around the twins' shoulder while the latter(s), too, did the same ( She was in the middle.)

"Night, Fre nd Geor" She mummbled groggilyshe hit the soft bed, face first.

"Night, Suziie" The two greeted back sleepily but the other twin fell asleep at the second syllable.

"Hey, I heard that." She warned as she covered up herself in layers and layers of comforter. Trying to be safe. She didn't know when she'll talk in her sleep.

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Luv,

L.J

Before I end this... I really really in the mood hahah so there's this thing in my mind I keep picturing it so wether you like it or not, I'm giving you a trailer for this story... hahah... I bet you'll laugh.

Oh, wait, It's hard to put it in words... sorry... for me... waaahhhh... I really pictured it!