Author's Note: Until I get to Harry's fourth year, Annie's third, I'm going to only write about the most important events that way it doesn't get extrememly boring for you all. Unless of course you all would like me to write it all out, if so just tell me in the review section. Also, whoever finds the out of place period descrepincy first, I will email you part of the next chapter in a day or so. Sorry this took so long to get out, school started, so it's crazy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's associated characters, JK Rowling does. I do however own the idea of Annie and Havens.

Time After Time

Older Annie Voice Over: Thinking, it's a basic human condition. Using your brain, it sounds easy enough, right? Unfortunately, in life, we tend to be completely and totally brainless, acting on impulse and feeling rather than what our mind tells us the logical thing is to do. But have you ever considered the fact that maybe not all decisions can be logical? That sometimes...you just have to listen to your heart. Until then, I guess we're screwed...

Summer 1992, Oggling the Mancandy

Diagon Alley was hustling and bustling with wizards and witches young and old who were all in search of various items needed for the start of a new school term. The shopping district was considerably busier than usual, due to Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing... Lily, Annie, Ginny, and Molly all went to Flourish and Blotts to get all the books the children would need, while James, Sirius, Ron, Harry, Fred, George, Percy, and Mr. Weasley went to Quality Quidditch Supplies, Percy complaining the whole way...

"Well Percy, we know you wanted to see Gilderoy but..."

"He's just not into men at this time in his life." Fred and George stuck their hands to their hearts and sniffled, Percy huffed indignantly and went off to join the women and girls at the book store as Sirius, James, Harry,Ron, and even Arthur chuckled.

Lily and Annie were leaning against the wall of the bookstore as Ginny and Mrs. Weasley waited in line to get their books signed. They shook their heads and sighed as Gilderoy pranced out in all his glory, Lily swore the man spent more money on hair products than she did...

"Hey Perce, come to oggle the mancandy...?" Annie said in a bored, unamused tone as she yawned... and then thought to herself, Lily must be really zoned out to not yell at her for saying mancandy and oggle in the same sentence...

"For your information Anne..."

Annie had never particularly liked Percy, "I really..just.. don't care."

At that point Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Arthur, and James joined the group in the overcrowded book store full of female admirers of Gilderoy Lockhart. Annie noticed someone missing from their group...

"Hey, where's my dad at?" She peered over the heads in the crowd but couldn't see Sirius anywhere...

"Er..." Mr. Weasley started...

"He is...er... doing something..." James began

"Important and er..."

"Important..."

"You two are terrible liars..." Lily pulled out of her reverie and smirked at her husband, frowning as she tried to fix his extremely untidy hair, which began the inevitable bickering match distracting them from what was about to happen.

Lockhart gazed around the room, when his eyes set on Harry, before Harry knew it he was pulled on the podium with Lockhart before James and Lily could stop it. Unfortunately, Lockhart being the publicity hound that he was also pulled Annie, known as 'Girl-who-was-in-the-crib' in contrast to Harry's 'Boy-Who-Lived.' Straw head, (what Annie was calling Lockhart in her head) pulled both of them in by their forearms for a photo-op.

"Ow! There's a real arm under there!" Annie almost hit the man with her flip flop but refrained... she felt another firm hand grab her on the other side, which turned out to be James. Lily had grasped onto Harry's free arm as well, both adults were trying to help them escape the deathgrip of Straw Head, but he had an extremely tight grip...

"Let me go!" Harry and Annie were literally being pulled in two directions, and both had looks of murder on their faces... James and Lily weren't that happy either.

This was enough of a distraction for Lucius Malfoy, who no one had noticed quite yet, to slowly walk over to Ginny Weasley and carefully drop his ex-master's seemingly worthless blank journal into her cauldron along with her school books. He swiftly moved away, not a one suspecting a thing...

At the same time Annie had a thought, she felt slightly threatened by Straw Head... she was in pain, and could tell Harry was too. Bad thought... bad bad thought... Annie's eyes squinted on their own accord and Gilderoy Lockhart went flying backwards. She couldn't really describe it, but she felt a surge of power rush through her, and he just kind of effortlessly floated away...

Harry also felt a release of power as lights flickered and a gust of cold wind came through the open windows of the shop. Rain began to pour down hard outside...

"Crap." Annie said breathlessly...

"Bloody hell..." Came from the mouth of Ronald, of course.

"Guess we can check telekinisis off the list... Changes the freakin weather and sends men flying backwards, devil children..." James muttered half joking, as Annie and Harry just stood there in shock... until they were uncerimonioulsy and thankfully pulled out of the store by James and Lily where they ran into Sirius who was carrying something and had a confused and concerned look on his face as he saw red marks all up and down Harry and Annie's arms...

"What happened? Weather patterns don't change that fast unless Hurricane Harry here is upset..."

The foursome replied in the same anger filled hiss, "Gilderoy Lockhart."

"That publicity hounding..." But Lily sushed him before he got too colorful with his word choice.

"The important thing is everyone's okay, we may have to floo Albus though..." James was red in the face but was trying to control his anger, he hated Lockhart with every fiber of his being.

"Why?" Sirius was utterly confused, which wasn't unusual but...

Annie was given a nudge by all three Potters, "I may have... accidentally..." James coughed, "I blasted Lockhart a few feet in the air and into a tumbling wall of books... that's er you know...all..."

"That's all?! That's all!!" Sirius hunched over into hysterical laughter, ocassionally making an unidentifiable noise...

"Well at least he's not mad." Lily pointed out optimistically...

"Depends on which definition of mad you go by." James spoke and began to laugh too... he was laughing at the laughing which was insane, but we were talking about a rather insane group of people here.

"Are they okay?" Harry asked his mother, slightly concerned for his father and godfather's sanity...

"I don't-think-so..." Lily bit her lip...

It was then that they noticed Sirius was previously carrying an owl's cage, with a pretty greyish blue owl with stunning blue eyes. They would find out later that this owl was a gift from Sirius to Annie.

"I vote we walk away, all in favor?" Annie said as Lily raised their hands in mock agreement. They slowly walked away, giving the boys time to realize they were being left alone.

Dumbledore stepped through the fireplace of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place late that warm summer's evening. Annie was surprised at how calm the headmaster was in everything that he did. He agreed that Annie was getting a new power, and was quite concerned to have a tempermental (at best) Haven wandering the halls of his school.

Sirius dared to suggest that Annie not go to Hogwarts at all, to which he flew through the air and slammed his head against the wall. Annie sheepishly smiled, "Sorry..."

"You'll have to learn to control your thoughts Miss Black, it does not do well to dwell on the things we have no reign over."

"Yes, sir..." Annie felt like she was being scolded for something that wasn't in her control...

"I best be going, I hope to see you at the start of term, Miss Black." Dumbledore stepped to the fireplace/floo in one swift motion, and after he bid goodbye to Sirius, he called out in a clear voice, "Hogwarts, Headmaster's Quarters," and was gone.

Sirius winced as he got up, he never realized how hard walls were. He sat next to Annie and put his arm around her, "So, how are you feeling?"

"I think I should be asking you that." Annie said darkly gesturing to the goose egg growing on Sirius' forehead.

"Annie... this thing, it isn't your fault." He gave her a reasuring squeeze on the shoulder and sighed.

"Well it feels like it is!" Annie stormed off and stomped all the way up to the top floor of Grimmauld Place, where the piano was. He listened closely and heard Hey Jude, and knew not to dare go up there. That was Annie's, "I'm pissed off don't mess with me song" however mellow it may be...

Meanwhile at Potter Manor:

Harry, Lily, and James were sitting at their kitchen table where they almost always ate, except for Christmas and Easter. Normally they talked amicably about their days but they each seemed preoccupied with other, more important thoughts.

"You know, I've been thinking..." James started... Lily chuckled and snorted...

"Sorry, bad habits die hard... Now you say you were thinking..." Lily supressed as smirk, opposed to Harry who was laughing openly.

"In the hopes of being the bigger person, I'll pretend I didn't hear that..." James scoffed jokingly, "Harry, I was thinking that it might be a good idea for you to keep an eye on Annie at school. I mean we obviously won't be there to watch her or help her out... so... Look I'm not saying you need to glue yourself to her side or anything, just if she turns blue and starts seizing in the middle of a corridor, pull her out of sight..." James procceeded cautiously like he needed to sell his idea...

"She's my best friend, I was planning on it anyways." Harry said decisively...

Lily and James shared a look of pride, they had raised their son to be a good friend and a good person...

Before they knew it Harry had turned twelve. The Potter's hosted a small party at Potter Manor inviting some of Harry's school friends such as Ron, Seamus, Dean, Neville, Parvati, Lavendar, and then family friends like Sirius, Annie, Remus, and the Weasleys. Hermione couldn't make it due to taking a summer long vacation to the states with her parents.

The train blared and the conductor made it's last calls, as Annie, Loyld the Owl, and Ginny boarded the red Hogwart's Express for the first of many times to come... Fred, George, Percy, Annie, Ginny, James, Lily, Sirius, Arthur, and Molly had all gone through the platform before Ron and Harry who were no where to be found.

Ron and Harry literally rammed their shoulders into Platform 9 and 3/4 receiving many strange looks from onlookers and passersby. The gate was blocked!

Lily, James, Arthur, and Molly searched the platform for their sons as the Hogwarts Express pulling off into the distance acted as a backdrop. While Lily and Molly chose to search the rest of the train station, James and Arthur decided to check the parking lot, maybe the boys had decided to meet their parents at the car... But James had the feeling that Harry, much like himself at that age, wouldn't think...And luck would have it, that Ron and Harry did take the Ford Angelina.

Lily Potter and Molly Weasley, were fuming. James didn't think it was possible but both redhead's faces turned even more red than their firey hair. He almost felt bad for Harry and Ron, and decided he and Arthur should stay out of the country the day their wives get ahold of their sons. James couldn't deny though, his son stealing a flying car made him a little bit...proud. Maybe with Annie, at Hogwarts, Harry would put good use to that Marauder's Map.

Ginny and Annie slowly made their way through the masses of students on the crowded train. After looking through all the full compartments, they couldn't find Harry or Ron, nor could they find a seat. They finally settled on a compartment in the back, with one person who had their nose in a book. The redhead and the brunette plopped down excitedly on their seats and gazed out the window...

"Gin, what do you think it's like?" Annie pressed her head and leaned against the window. She spoke in a kind of naive voice that wasn't her own, more anxious and almost dream like than her normal voice.

"What do you mean?" Ginny tucked her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

"I mean, Hogwarts, what do you think it's like?" Annie sighed lulling into a daydream as the train slowed down and began a regular pace. As she gazed out her window she saw the country; sheeps, goats, rolling green hills that seemed never ending, and grey mountains in the distance. The summer leaves turned to autumn, canoping the sky with deep reds, soft yellows, and pumpkin orange. There was something so calming about staring at life as it slowly passed you by...

"I don't know, I guess... big...?" Ginny laughed a little as Annie threw her an, "I knew that..." face. Annie noticed the ends of her fingers twitch a bit...odd... "What do you think it's like?"

"Just, safe..." Annie replied simply, a snort came from behind the book that their other compartment mate, Ginny and Annie turned to see a girl with slightly busy honey brown hair bookmarking her place in her book and putting it away in a small bookbag. Annie and Ginny both looked at eachother realizing they knew this girl somehow, and she could only be a year or so older than them. It hit Annie, brown hair, bushy, slightly large front teeth, warm smile... Hermione Granger. Annie extended her hand and said,

"I'm Annie, I'm a friend of Harry's. You're Hermione, right?" Annie gave a bright and amorous smile, that made her light freckles more noticeable against her creamy white skin, in contrast to her dark ringlet hair, that seemed to have been kissed by the sun as hints of gold gleamed from her healthy hair...

All Hermione could think was how gorgeous this girl was at just eleven, Harry had described his childhood friend to Hermione before, but the description didn't do Annie justice. Hermione shook the girl's hand and they both began to chat amiably, from books, to hogwarts, to frizzy hair... Ginny pulled out a brown leather book and began to write fervently in it.

"Hey Gin, what's that?" Annie craned her kneck to see what Ginny was writing in, it appeared to be a seemingly normal journal, but something didn't feel right about it... Annie looked down and saw her fingers twitch again, 'What the hell was going on?' she thought to herself as she clenched both hands to hide their fluttering fingers and staired at the book somemore...

"Nothing, just a simple diary..." Ginny's voice diffused through the air, as she went back to writing in her journal...

Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure...

"Black, Anne Elyse..." Professor McGonagall's stern, but kind voice rang through the silent Great Hall. It was illuminated by hundreds of floating candles, a bewitched night's sky where shooting stars seemed to fall faster and the constelations shone brighter. Cathedral lenghth windows framed the picturesque view of the beautiful grounds of the historic school.

Annie unlike many of her fellow first years, confidently walked towards the rickety stool used in many sorting ceremonies before, sat down very properly, tucking one ankle behind the other, and smoothing her skirt. Her eyes darted around the room, still in search of Harry and Ron, who were missing in action. She saw the always sweet smile of her friend Ginny and the reassuring nod of Hermione, the sneer of her cousin Draco...

The every year Draco and Harry confrontation turned into (in Harry's absence) a Hermione and Draco spat, which Annie put to a stop as she distinctly heard the beginnings of the word Mudblood come out of Peroxide Head... Annie decided she would fight to the ends of the earth not to be placed in Slytherin, and have to live with that bleached scum...

She felt a sudden weight on her head and smelled a quite pungent odor of mold and gym socks...

"If you were thousands of years old, my dear, and not aloud to bathe, you may begin to reek yourself..." The sorting hat's old, gruff voice bounced in the corners of her mind.

"Not possible..." Annie spoke arrogantly in her head, it was very odd to have a conversation with someone else in her head...

"Ah, with cunning like that, I'd place you in the house of Salazar Slytherin without a single thought not to, you have come from a family of generations upon generations of Slytherins, but Slytherin is not for you, you see, like humble hufflepuff you have just and loyalty from sea to sea..."

"Must you speak in rhyme?"

"Must you interuppt me?"

"Point taken, continue," Annie shrugged her shoulders without realizing it...

"You share a quality of each four founder, a rare feet at that. For each trait contradicts the other, you will never be happy in just one house...Of Gryffindor you hold bravery and boldness, of Ravenclaw you posses cleverness and intelligence all the same. But I can see that yourself and Lady Ravenclaw have not only exceptional brilliance in common, for you are hiding a power that sets you apart from so many others, as it lies deep within your heart."

Might as well be honest, stupid hat will just figure it out anyways... "Rowena Ravenclaw was a Haven?" Annie asked in a surprised tone to the hat...

"Oh and a great one at that, but as you do, she kept it a secret and thus it tore her appart. You feel a responsibility to help and save others, but Miss Black... the road may not be easy, for your friends may never understand, the role of the saviour a Haven, that ended with a soul taking her life with her own hands, a woman we kindly called the Raven. So listen carefully, because I'll only tell you once, never hide who you truly are or you'll never win the war."

"Wait a minute! What War..." Annie's thoughts were overridden by a booming voice she recognized as the hat's shouting,

"RAVENCLAW!" As McGonagall began to remove the hat from her head Annie heard one last thought from the sorting hat... "Use your time wisely... use it well..."

"Sodding hat! Use your time, win the war, save the cheerleader save the world, blah blah blah blah blah!" Annie muttered to herself under her breath as she made her way to the cheering Ravenclaw's and shot Ginny an apologetic look, Annie and Ginny really would've liked to be in the same house. Even though Ginny hadn't been sorted yet, but everyone knew Weasley's were Gryffindors...

Too much was going through her mind, everything the hat had said to her made no sense whatsoever. War? What war? Annie didn't feel a responsibility to save others, at least she wouldn't yet.

Harry continued to stare at his feet as Professor McGonagall and Snape paced the room listing Ron and his multitude of rules broken by flying the car to Hogwarts. Essentially, they were in detention until the end of the century, or until their mother's killed them. Whichever came first...

Harry and Ron were finally left out of lecture hour just as massive amounts of students emerged from the Great Hall, the boys turned the corner and literally rammed into Annie, Ginny, and Hermione.

"Ow!" Annie was smushed into the wall by oncoming students, but rejoined the group as they all began walking. Annie looked up to Ron, "Hey jerk,"

"Hey freak." Ron retorted back.

Hermione leaned close to Ginny, a worried and slightly confussed expression growing on her face. "What was that about?" Ginny laughed a little as they turned another corner, putting her journal under her arm as she walked briskly to keep up with the others.

"They've never particularly liked each other. Personally, I think they just have more fun hating eachother, but are friends deep down." Ginny made a dramatic arm movement, thumping her heart with her hand.

"You're a Ravenclaw, really? Ugh..." Harry sighed as Annie huffed indignantly.

"I can't tell at all how you feel about that." Annie said in a very curt, but joking manner. Harry pushed her a bit playfully.

"Well Ravenclaws are known for being the biggest pain in the butt, know it alls." Harry spoke decisively.

Annie sighed, "Tell me something I don't know." She smiled cheekily and walked away, her curly brown hair bouncing as she did so.

"I like her." Hermione said in approval of the girl who would later become her friend.

"Yeah, me too."Harry said a little short of breath as they began to make their way to griffyndor common room.

Special thanks to: BeastandtheHarlot and mrspatrickdempsey for their reviews! Sorry for the lack of updates and how short this one is, hopefully the next one will have some more meat to it.