Author: Vengeance
Title: Circumstance Created
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING Stabs lawyers with spork LEAVE ME ALONE
...er ... well. That is ... I don't own anything that belongs to anyone else... all made up characters are mine... so there : P
Summary: confident American muggle, absorbs the power from Voldies wand. What's all this magic? Strange, Weird and totally Supernatural. Fate doesn't control us, rather we it. Story is Much better than summary. enjoy.

Chapter 4

Home at last

They rushed into the house, Amir trailing behind with her luggage, having refused help.

"Grandpa!" Amir called from the bottom of the stairs where she deposited her things.

"I'm gonna go for a walk after I remove my things from the garage and say hi to Sirius."

"Fine but don't go too far, its going to get dark soon. Be careful and we'll give you a call when we leave."

Amir ran up the stairs to hg the one person who never tried to change her, and who always accepted her.

"I love you grandpa, and I'll miss you "

"So you say, you won't even remember us old people once you have the place to yourself."

"Grandpa, don't be silly. Of course I'll miss you"

Vic sighed" Go on get out of here, check on that bike of yours and go spend some time in the Sun." he smiled down knowingly

"Besides Grandma Ellen will soon be calling me to help pack" and as if on cue Grandmas voice called from the room."

"Victor, get up here and help me!"

"See" grandpa said winking at her. "I'll be right there" he called back to his irate wife" Well what are you waiting for, go spend some time outside… and take Sirius with you."

"All right, bye Grandpa" she ran down the stairs to the garage door"Bye Auntie, Grandma!" and without waiting for a response she stepped into the garage.

A big shaggy black dog padded over to Amir, sniffing her hand before sitting, his tail wagging wildly.

"Hi Siri, how are you doing you massive fur-ball" she knelt down and rubbed his ears.

Amir stood again and started toward the back left corner of the box filled room. Avoiding boxes and tools, she slowly made her way to the sheet covered figure in the corner. When she finally reached it she ripped off the sheet uncovering a motorcycle and two large suitcases. She ran her hand lovingly over the work of art she called a bike. With a private smile she painstakingly took her eyes from it and grabbed the handles of her extra suitcases. She pulled the heavy baggage into the house, careful to avoid running over Sirius, who was bounding around her feet. After five minutes, three stubbed toes, and a few smashed fingers she manages to drag her things through the mess and into the living hall.

' I'll take it up to the attic when I get back' she thought t herself, thoroughly annoyed at her things for failing to cooperate, as if they had minds of their own.

"Sirius." She called back to the garage "come on" and with a cheerful bound and a lick on the hand Sirius faithfully followed his little mistress out the door and down the street till they reached the outskirts of the town and into the little valley nestled between a large group of trees and a hill. Amir walked till she was standing at the base of the hill her back to the town that long ago faded from sight. Unsure of where to go next, and not looking forward to hiking the hill just yet, she started to turn back, but stopped when Sirius, who was sniffing around the edge to the heavily wooded area, flopped down next to a tree and barked sharply. Amir spun around and caught sight of the wayward pooch. She walked toward the tree and smiled. It was perfect, low strong branches that offered a comfortable sitting place and shelter from any elements that might come along without blocking out the suns rays… in fact it was perfectly positioned to give a marvelous view of both sun rise and sun set.

She patted the dog on the head and hunted through her bag to locate her stash of beef jerky. She pulled out a piece for both her and her companion and after stuffing one in her mouth, threw the other two the shaggy pooch. Within a few moments she was settles on her coat which she removed and placed n the tree, and was writing, messily, in a notebook, her bag nestled comfortably between her legs. She sat there transferring thought to paper till what little light remained had slipped beyond the horizon. She finally looked up, realizing that she couldn't see. The stars blinked offering comfort to the confused individual. She looked back at the paper she had been writing on, squinting to make out the words before giving up on the hopeless cause. She closed her book and pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. She flipped it open and the glow illuminated her immediate surroundings, enabling her to pack up. She tilted the phone so the light hit the ground where Sirius was laying. It blinked out of existence, leaving the area seemingly darker than it was before.

Amir sighed in annoyance, the sound awkwardly loud, as she randomly pressed a button causing the makeshift flashlight to be born again.

'Thank the lord for cell phones'

Crossed her mind. She stared intently at the before mentioned blessing, puzzled at the time it displayed.

'10:24? Already?' she looked at the stars 'I couldn't have been writing that long' wit a start she realized she must have dozed off.

'That's the only explanation, no other way I could have been sitting here for four hours…four hours, have grandma and grandpa already left?" she let her mind wander through the past few days, graduating packing, arguing, and flying. The light died again and she snapped back to the present. She sighed and looked down to see the dog; she chuckled at the fruitless effort.

'Black dog at night Mir, black dog at night, I wish I had a lighter.'

Bringing the light back on her cell she slips off the tree swinging her coat on her shoulders. She grabbed her bag and got another quick look around before it died again. Catching her bearings she started off in the general direction of the town whistling for Sirius to follow.

She stumbled tripped and slipped her way to the house, followed, every step, by the ever faithful mutt. It was midnight before she entered the living room. Flipping on the light she sidestepped her luggage, still sitting at the base of the stairs, and bustled around the kitchen looking for a quick snack.

'Food, food, food, I am soo hungry' her stomach growled emphasizing her point. Glancing through the fridge she saw some left over roast chicken.

"Well pup, it looks like chicken sandwiches tonight" Sirius yipped his agreement.

Amir quickly slapped together two sandwiches randomly throwing pieces to Sirius. After cleaning up her mess she dragged herself into the living room again and flicked on the telly. The news flashed into existence.

"…More people were found dead this evening; the police have not released any information other than a warning to…"

She quickly turned off the T.V., unwilling to hear any more and knowing the warnings would be the typical 'lock your doors and windows, don't talk to strangers' Spiel. So she decided to go exploring and reacquaint herself with the place, after all, the last time she was here was when she was 5.

Amir looked at the tow closed doors she had yet to go through.

"What is behind door number one?" she quipped opening the door. The room was large and spacey; a desk sat in one corner, a book shelf beside, the identical chairs lined the other wall a small desk nestled between.

'Grandpas study' backing out of the room she closed the door.

"Let's just leave that alone, no need to go rummaging through Grandpa Vic's things, right boy" Sirius yipped in response. Amir slid to the next door, which, as she found, concealed a comfy yet elegant dining room, again she left the room as it was.

'I really wish that I wasn't so awake… stupid jetlag.'

Of all the things that have bothered her in her life, it seemed she cursed jetlag the most, as if it was the root of all evil. Determined to continue her exploration, she started up the stairs, easily stepping over the tabby sleeping on the forth stair up. Unfortunately for the cat, Sirius was not as careful.

'Only three doors… well, two doors and a double-door.' She checked the two directly across fro each other. Two bedrooms were there, her aunt's and her grandparent's bath rooms connected to each room. The stairs that led to the attic were behind her and…

'Wow' she stood in shock as she peaked through the double-doors. Her lips parted in a breathy whisper "Jackpot"

She slowly walked into the large library, talking in the bookshelves filled to bursting with books. She didn't pay any attention when the heavy doors banged closed behind her. She looked at the many shelves, becoming more excited at each book she passed, a door caught her eye at the back, and she opened it to reveal a lounge. There was an overstuffed comfy couch, chair, and ottoman, the lighting was soft and the windows large… in other words, heavenly. A yawn escaped her lips before she could begin her search for reading material.

"I must be more tired that I thought stupid jet lag"

Sirius, happy as a clam, liked her hand in what must have been agreement. She headed toward the bedroom she would have shared with her aunt and changed into pajamas. Amir was asleep within moments of crawling underneath the covers. The pup curled up at her side and Kit at the foot.

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A/N

Hey . I finally got around to typing the rest of chapter 4. Sorry it took me forever. I never planned to abandon you all. Please Please Please review, I could use the encouragement… or at least affirmation that this is actually being read. Ill get back to you with chapter three soon (I hope) please don't give up on me. Bye.