Azalea sat reading her Chemistry book praying that it would miraculously make sense, if she did so. This is why she was easy distracted when her phone beeped.

Come over!

She frowned it was Elena, she knew Bonnie and Stefan were there, she was trying to get Bonnie to warm up to him. Grinning she dumped her book on the table and headed straight over.

Azalea rang the bell, within seconds Elena answered.

"Thank god we were getting onto dead people we care about." She said dragging Azalea in. "Damon this is Lea, Lea this is Stefan's brother." She said. He smirked at the redhead. Shit, how did he get in?

"Hi, lovely to meet you," he said. Azalea noticed Caroline's scarf and frowned. "How about your family? I heard that your own your own here?"

Damon had noticed the way her eyes flickered to the scarf. Did she know about us? Had Saint Stefan told his little friend?

"My parents were killed," she said bluntly sitting next to Stefan.

"You mean like murdered?"

"Caroline!"

"It's ok. Yes, they were murdered."

"Was it random?"

"Ok, Caroline, that's enough." Elena said, getting up and frowning.

"No, it's fine," Azalea said, knowing Damon had compelled her to say this after their little confrontation at the Grill.

"So what about family, friends? Why did you move here?" Caroline continued.

"Caroline, seriously, what's with you?" Bonnie said.

"I have no one left they are all dead," she said forcing herself to remain calm. "How about you Damon, Stefan said you two haven't spoken in a while what have you been up to since the last time you saw each other, leeching of poor women."

He smirked amused. Oh she knew. He watched Stefan tense up.

"No,"

"Ah gentleman waiting by the door," she said sarcastically, his eyes narrowed ever so slightly, the little redhead was being blunt. He put on a relaxed smirk.

"I am sorry if I upset you the other day, but –"

"Bite me," she hissed, the two vampires really tensed up, the others looked shocked their small redheaded friend was acting very out of character.

"I think I am going to go now." She said grabbing her coat and heading for the door. "Have some whittling to do," she muttered before leaving the household, as soon as she was in the cold, she ran to her house knowing the vampire may follow her, and he would have to at a human pace until he got outside.

Slamming the door behind her she leaned against it for a moment. She knew it wasn't smart to goat the vampire like that, but she couldn't help it. She had seen Caroline and… Argh.

Her phone rand she pulled it from her pocket and answered.

"Hello?"

"Are you alright?" a concerned voice flooded over the phone.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry he was using Caroline and I –"

"I know just be careful, he's watching you,"

"Story of my life, Stef, trust me," She laughed humourlessly down the phone. Azalea decided to get ready for bed, after a quick shower and a drying spell on her hair. The Girl Who Lived closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"We have to get out of here, there are too many." Hermione gasped running.

"Hermione's right," Azalea said. "We've cleared the village we've captured several that enough for today, come on Kingsley it's going to kill us,"

He looked between the two of then nodded.

"Great lets go, Azalea spun around to Apparate when she saw a bright green light heading for Hermione.

"HERMIONE!" she screamed as she saw the light leave Hermione's eyes.

Azalea dove to the floor.

"No Hermione, HERMIONE!" she sobbed into the bruntette's chest.

Azalea shot out of bed gasping, rushing to the toilet to vomit. She sat there and cried until the sun rose, managing to get a hold of herself she forced herself to get ready and begin the day. What she didn't noticed was a raven-haired vampire watching the whole thing from her window.

The group stared at their English friend as she seemed vacant today, but Elena knew that she was having a bad day. She knew the brave face and the 'get through today' numbness that was in those duller, and slightly swollen emerald eyes. When she caught the redheads gaze, she smiled in understanding.

"The way you spoke to Damon was really rude," Caroline was saying. "I think you should apologise."

"Ha! He was a git on Tuesday and he was a git last night. I'm not apologising."

"I think you should apologise Caroline," Bonnie said. "The way you spoke to her..."

"It's fine, Bonnie." The redhead reassured.

"I want to talk to Azalea. It's about the Chemistry homework." Bonnie said.

"Oh yeah I forgot about that, see you guys later," she said smiling before giving a look to Stefan, he gave a small nod.

"I thought you wouldn't want to talk about last night, and I noticed you were struggling in Chemistry."

"Thanks Bonnie, I could do with the help." the redhead said smiling. Bonnie took out her folder, the redhead notices the doodles everywhere three numbers appeared more than anything else.

"Bonnie what you drawing?" the redhead asked.

"Oh these three numbers have been stuck in my head for a while and today more than ever." She said shrugging, Azalea leaned over to look.

"Hmm, maybe you should put on the lottery," she said good naturedly.

"That's what Elena said," Bonnie smirked.

"You'll figure it out," she promised, knowing she might need a friend when she did.

"You going to the game tomorrow night?"

"I dunno Stefan's been trying to teach me the rules."

"You and Stefan are pretty close." Bonnie said.

"Well newbie code of friendship still stands," she said, missing the underlining accusation. Knowing her new friend was oblivious to the real question the dark girl smiled.

"Well I'm sure Matt could use your support." Bonnie said.

"Thank Bonnie," she said sarcastically nudging the channel witched who laughed and nudged her back. Azalea was no closer to understanding Chemistry despite everything Bonnie had said. The day continued, once the redhead was home she unlocked the room filled with portraits of her friends and family, staring up at a picture of Ron and Hermione kissing, she burst into uncontrollable sobs.

As the hours went by the Girl Who Lived cried herself to sleep.

Alone.

"Wait, wait, wait," Mr Tanner said, but she could barely hear over the cheering. Azalea ignored the speech she was bored. She didn't care for American football; she didn't care for any sport other than Quidditch. It was because of this she saw Tyler and Jeremy fighting.

"Tyler, stop it," she jumped in-between them and felt a sharp pain across her cheek, her hand burned as it hit the grass she lifted it to see glass and flowing crimson.

"Azalea!" Jeremy, Elena and Stefan cried. Azalea groaned she could feel the bruise forming on her cheek.

"I'm fine, check on Jeremy," she said to Elena as Stefan looked her over, his eyes darkened.

"You're bleeding," he said.

"Shit, I'm sorry."

"Go to your car. Stop it, quickly please," he pleaded. She fled to my car looking for the first aid kit.

She quickly trying to bandage up her hand and magically stopped the bleeding, before Damon could show up. Giving up and doing it magically smiling with satisfaction she went to go and cheer her new school on when.

"Somebody help!" she heard Matt scream, rushing over she saw the quarterback crouching by someone.

"Matt what's wrong?" she said then she saw… Tanner!

The redhead glanced at his neck and saw the gaping hole.

Damon.

"Ok Matt, move," she said pulling him away, she checked his pulse, nothing. Grabbing her new Timberwolf scarf she put pressure on the wound by kneeling on the scarf pushing it in as she began compressions on his chest.

"You called an ambulance?"

"N-No,"

"Do that now," she said, before locking her mouth with the history teachers pushing air into his lungs, then back to his chest.

"Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and off she went to the circus. Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and off she went to the circus," she grunted as she pushed down, she heard a rib break, she did two breaths then back to his chest.

"Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and off she went to the circus,"

Azalea didn't notice, Matt staring at her, or the flashing lights as the ambulance showed up. It wasn't till the paramedic touched her shoulder.

"Matt, I'm a little busy," she gasped before going to give him air.

"I'll take over," the paramedic said. Nudging her out of the way, panting she looked up to see the man in uniform, sliding aside, the middle-aged man picked up where she left of.

She looked up to see a large crowd the face that stuck out was Bonnie, she wasn't looking at Tanner she was looking where the trail of blood ended, the number 22 was there, the redheaded witched looked around, she saw 14 and 8. Bonnie was freaking over more than the dead body.

Shit.

Azalea rushed over to her putting her grabbing the top of her arms.

"Bonnie, come on, breathe, look at me, deep breaths," she said gently forcing the new Wiccan to look at her. Bonnie's eyes were beginning to fill with tears.

"Breathe, ok come with me," Azalea said quietly pulling her towards the car park.

"Tell me where your Grams lives," she asked her.

With gentle encouragement Bonnie manage to direct Azalea to her Grams house.

The older wiccan opened the door in shock to see her granddaughter being held upright than none other than Azalea Potter.

"Hi, Bonnie has had a bit of a shock," Azalea said directing her inside, she stuck her hand in.

"See can you invite me in I just feel rude," she said grinning. The old wiccan gestured for her to come in.

"Azalea Potter, come in come in," she said in surprise. Azalea ushered Bonnie inside.

"Come child breathe, how did this happen."

"Her number prediction came true," Azalea told the elder witch. "Mr Tanner was just killed by an animal attack." Sheila's eyes frowned as she understood what the redhead meant.

"Baby, try and relax I'll get some tea."

"No I'll do that she'll be more comforted by you than me, which draw."

"I'm sure you'll find it," she said smirking before attending to her granddaughter.

"How do you know her Grams?" Bonnie said her eyes flickering to the door where Azalea had just left.

"You're new friend is a very powerful witch,"

"I don't understand Grams, if she was so powerful how didn't see save him and how did I –"

"You know the answer to that child,"

"I'm a witch," she said.

"Yes,"

"Is that why I felt the connection to her?"

"It's not as strong as if you'd met another channeller, but we still feel a bond with core or wand wielders."

"Wands? Like –"

"Like Harry Potter," Azalea said coming into the room with some tea. "I am Harry, Bonnie. They took my story – without my permission, but that's not the point. You know me, you've read my thoughts and you know my professors. Your magic is different to mine, but we are connected by it." She said.

"I felt a bond with you, did you feel it,"

"No, my magic doesn't work that way, but I knew what you were from the first car journey when you were joking with Elena."

"Why didn't –"

"It wasn't my place to, and you wouldn't have believed me. Look Bonnie, listen to your Grams ok, I have to go and see someone else. You'll be ok." She stood up and smirked. "Here's a spoiler for something you will learn in the Fourth book, Bonnie," she said winking before she turned and vanished with a pop.

Back in her home, Azalea made an overnight bag and apparated to Matt's house before banging on the door. It didn't take long for Matt to come, he looked surprised when he saw the redhead on his door step.

"Hi Lea, what's up?" he said.

"You found him, I thought you could do with a friend, I know he wasn't your favourite teacher, but even so seeing a body freaks you out."

She gestured to the overnight bag.

"You're staying?"

"You'll probably have a nightmare, I don't mind sleeping on the sofa if you're uncomfortable with me on your bedroom floor, I slept in the boys dorm at school." She explained. "I'm not bothered by boxers and things.

He blinked, she gave a small laugh.

"Matty whose at the door," I heard Vicky said.

"Lea," he called back.

"Invite her in. Don't leave my rescuer out in the cold." Vicki said, Azalea laughed as Matt did as his sister said.

"I brought supplies," she said gesturing to the overnight bag, digging out 3 bottles.

He stared at it for a moment before laughing.

"It's made in England," she said smiling, handing him the Butterbeer.

"Thanks,"

"No problem that'll be 3 Galleons,"

He laughed.

"Hate to bring it up but I kind of have too. Tell me what you felt when you saw him?" his laugh disappeared.

"I felt like for a moment the world had frozen in time, a cold shiver ran down my spine. It was like ice."

She pulled him into a hug.

"Numbness?"

"Yeah?" he said pulling away and frowning at her. She shrugged.

"I've seen way to many people die, so in theory I've seen their bodies too. I've never found a body but…" Azalea wiped her own eyes.

"I think we should watch a movie," Matt said smiling.

"Sounds good,"

"Lets watch a classic," Vicki said rushing to their video player.

"Vic, what you putting on?" he asked getting up off the sofa.

"Stay there and cuddle with your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend Vic," he said, Azalea and Vicki laughed.

"Shh it'll start in a minute," Vicki said sitting beside the redhead.

"Mulan, seriously," Matt said.

"I've never seen it, don't ruin my fun," I said pouting.

"Let's order pizza," Vicki said grabbing the phone.

"Vicki we can't,"

"I'll pay,"

"Lea –"

"Shh Matty," the redhead teased. "Get a barbeque chicken for me."

"Pepperoni and mushroom," Vicki said grinning, she ordered then replayed the movie.

Hello everyone! Sorry it has been so long. Wow 2018 was hard! I have had a lot going on in the real world, and I still have a lot going on in the real world, but things are beginning to calm down a little now, so I am trying to catch up with this as I do enjoy it. The next post will be in July though just a heads up. I want to be able to get ahead a little so that I have chapters ready for certain days. I am hoping by October I can begin to update monthly again.

Thanks

Cara xx