Ch1

Harry sat at the table in the diner with Anya across from him. As he stared at the Daily Prophet that he held in front of him with the picture of Sirius it brought him back to the day he stood in front of the press with Dumbledore at his side in a somber state. With each flash of a camera directed at him the image of Sirius dying and falling through the veil replayed in Harry's mind. With a comforting yet firm grasp Dumbledore had led him away from the scene so Harry could morn the loss of the only real family he had left.

"Are you alright Harry?" Anya asked him and he looked up at her after lowering the paper.

"I'm fine Anya" he said and she nodded her head and went back to her book, not missing the head line on the front of the Prophet depicting the attacks on London by the Death Eaters.

The two often found themselves riding the subways at night because it cleared Harry's mind and Anya usually tagged along. Harry watched Anya as she read the book in front of her and smiled. She was his oldest friend. A year before getting his Hogwarts letter Anya had moved into the house across the street from them with her grandparents. All she ever told him was that her parents had died and the man she was entrusted to left her so she was left in the care of her grandparents. After their first year at Hogwarts she told him her parents had died at the hands of Lord Voldermort but that was all she would tell. It wouldn't be until much later in the year that he found out why the Dark Lord had decided to murder Anya's parents.

When Anya glanced up from her book and saw the front of the paper with the small cut out of Draco Malfoy and his mother Narissca she looked away quickly with a deflating heart. She saw the attractive colored woman watching Harry and Anya found herself smiling; this was going to be funny. She watched as the woman made her way towards their table with a rag in her hand.

"Funny that paper of yours is, the other night I could have sworn I saw a picture move" she said while looking at the Prophet and Anya excused herself from the table, making her way towards the counter.

"Harry Potter…who's Harry Potter?" she asked and Anya bite back a laugh. "A bit of a tosser really" she said from her spot by the counter and Harry glared at her but nodded his head in agreement. "Bit off his rocker" he said and the girl smiled. Her name tag said her name was Angelica and Harry thought it fit her, she was a bit angelic.

"What…when, do" he stammered and Anya rolled her eyes at his lack of smoothness when it came to women. "11, I get off at 11" Angelica said and Anya's mouth dropped, her best friend had just gotten an actual date. She smiled at the girl as they passed each other before she dropped in her seat and looked at him with wide green eyes.

"You just got a date Harry" she whispered, pushing her caramel colored curls from her beige face and he grinned at her. "I do have some relative form of game" he said and she snorted. She watched as he looked out the windows at something on the other side of the platform and she stood to stand beside him.
"What is it?" she said and then her eye brows raised and Harry led her out of the diner. When they crossed the pathway and made their way down the stairs they saw Dumbledore standing there looking at the make up add on the wall.

"Sir your hand" Anya gasped when she saw his blackened hand. "Ah yes quite a sight to behold isn't it my dear, the story is far more telling but that is for another time" he said as Harry watched as the headmaster pulled his hand back into his robe.

"Take my arm" he told the two and the stared at each other before Anya reached a perfectly manicure hand out and grasped his arm. Harry looked across the platform and saw Angelica coming out of the diner, looking around for him.

"Take my arm Harry" Dumbledore said again and Anya watched as he took one last look before taking hold of his arm. She felt a pull in her stomach and then everything was spinning.

"Sir did we just apperate?" Harry asked once they were standing still in a small courtyard. Anya stumbled behind him, her eyes unfocused as she tried to get her bearings.

"Yes and I must say the two of you did rather well, most tend to vomit on their first time" he said with a hint of laughter in his voice and Anya felt the world spinning all around her.

"Can't imagine why" she mumbled before she passed out.

"Oh well I guess she didn't take to it as well as you did Harry" Dumbledore said before waving his wand under her nose and she came to. "I'm alright" she said quickly before she tried to stand.

"Take it easy my dear" the old man said with a grin and helped her stand. "I'm ok really" she said and Dumbledore started walking off.

"Shut it" she grumbled at Harry when he looked at her with a smile. "I didn't say anything" he said before the two followed after Dumbledore.