Anna Diggory: Her Story

This is the story of Anna Diggory, an American witch who is pulled into the lives of our favorite Hogwarts' student after some unfortunate events. Follow Anna as she helps her new friends deal with life at Hogwarts.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately…I don't own anything that you recognize. That all belongs to J.K. Rowling. I also don't own any songs that might appear in the story. The only thing I own is Anna.

Quick note: It might help if you listen to the song while it's going on…that way…you know what the hell I'm talking about…

Chapter 3: Memories and Teenagers…

There I stood, the outsider amongst a large group of people. I had just arrived at my new school, Hogwarts. I didn't have anything with me but the clothes I was wearing, the dress I had worn to the funeral, a toothbrush, toothpaste, underwear, de-odorant, and bras. I didn't even have a uniform or school supplies. I didn't have the time to get them…but Uncle Amos promised I'd have it for my first day. I looked at my surroundings and saw the most beautiful entrance hall ever. But it had a group of girls in blue uniforms, and a group of guys in uniforms scattered around it. I looked down at my attire and felt very out of place. I was wearing black Tripp pants with red straps and chains, my two row studded belt, my black and white Converses, a black shirt that said "wicked" in red across the chest, all of my jewelry, and black and red striped fingerless gloves that went to my elbows. I was definitely out of place. A few minutes later, the doors to the Great Hall opened and the girls in blue (ha ha…they sound like cops…) walked in. When they finished…well, I assume…we heard a large amount of applause. I guess the boys really enjoyed their performance. We then heard Professor Dumbledore announce the group of guys standing near me. When they finished…it was my turn…

Inside Great Hall…Harry's P.O.V…

The two other competing schools for the Triwizard Tournament finished getting seated. We all thought that we were finally going to be able to eat…boy, were we wrong.

"And finally," Dumbledore started. "We have a new addition to the Hogwarts family. A new student transferring in from Salem Academy for Witches and Wizards. She will be joining our forth years for her studies and has been sorted into the Gryffindor House. Please give a warm welcome to Miss Anna Diggory!"

We all turned towards the doors of the hall, waiting for them to open…but nothing happened. I looked at Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. They all had hopeful looks in their eyes that mirrored mine. We sent Anna letter after letter and never got a reply. We weren't too upset, but still pretty hurt. We heard what had happened there, and wanted to know if it was true…if she was alright. We had assumed her dead…but I guess we were wrong. A voice rang through the Great Hall…singing. Once she started, guitars kicked in…

They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do

Because the drugs never work (She started pounding on the doors with the beat as if they wouldn't open and continued until the chorus)
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine (She kicked the door open and stood there for a moment)

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me (She jumped atop the Gryffindor table when the chorus kicked in and danced at the end of the table)
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose (She made pointed her fingers as if holding a gun)
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

The boys and girls in the clique (She started walking down the table and stopped in front of us at the middle of the table)
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt (She lifted her shirt to reveal a bullet belt and…scarred flesh)
Will make them pay for the things that they did

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Ohhh yeah!

Anna started dancing around…wait…rocking out, swaying her hips and swinging her hair…moving her body with the song, getting lost in the music…

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me (She pounded her fist in the air to the beat)
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

All together now! (She grabbed Hermione and Ginny and pulled them onto the table. Never have I seen Hermione and Ginny rock out…or sing…)

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose (They made the "Charlie's Angels" pose at this)
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Whoa! WHOA!!!!!!

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Anna's P.O.V…

I turned to Hermione and Ginny as we stood on the table. They were smiling at me and laughing with joy. I shook my head and hugged them tightly. I had gotten their letters over the summer, but was…detained…so I couldn't write back. I pulled away and looked around. Every table, but one, seemed impressed. Harry, Ron, and a few others were standing up and cheering. Hermione and Ginny got off the table and stood by their seats, cheering. I did what anyone in my situation would do…I took a bow. When I did, the cheers got louder. I turned to Harry and Ron and asked for a hand down. Ron grabbed my waist and I placed my hands on his shoulders for support. He set me on my feet gently and enveloped me a huge hug…which I was not expecting. I hugged him back then turned to Harry. I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a hug too. I had missed them so much. Meeting them was the first time I felt normal…and it was nice. Their letters got me through tough times and kept me sane. I own them so much and they don't even know it.

"Miss me?" I asked joking.

"We thought you died," Ron exclaimed.

"Last time I checked…I wasn't dead. Thanks for the concern though."

We all sat down at Dumbledore's request. Moments later, food appeared. Thank the heavens!!! Real food. I haven't had a decent meal since before the attack. I piled food onto my plate and dug in. It was so good.

"So, Anna, what happened? We sent you letters and you never wrote back. We thought you were dead," Harry asked.

"Harry! I don't think Anna wants to talk about that! She just got here and-" Hermione said, before I interrupted her.

"It's okay, Hermione. I'll tell you what happened…but not here. Tonight…I promise." The subject was dropped after that.

After the meal was over, Dumbledore went into greater detail about the Triwizard Tournament and Barty Crouch explained the rules and regulations the Ministry had put into place. Oh yeah…Ron explained to me who Barty Crouch was after I had mentioned that he was one of the crazy ass mother fuckers who had attacked us after the World Cup. It made for sense after Ron explained…Suddenly, the ceiling started to get pretty violent…that's right…I said "ceiling"…violent thunder and lightning came from the ceiling…until someone stopped it. In walked a man with a magical eye…I'll admit…he creeped me out at first…

"That's Mad-Eye Moody," Ron said.

"The Auror?" Hermione asked.

"Auror?" I asked, not know what the hell he was talking about.

"Dark Wizard catcher. Supposed to be mad as a hatter these days," Ron replied. We were released to our common rooms moments later. Ron took my arm and held onto me as we walked through the crowd of students. We reached a painting of a fat lady wearing…what looked like a tunic and a garland on her head.

"Well, I've never seen you before."

I turned to Ron with wide eyes. "Did that painting just talk…and move?"

He smiled and laughed a little before replying. "Yeah, she did. You didn't know that?"

"Ron, I grew up around muggles…what do you think?"

"Good point. Anna, may I introduce you to the Fat Lady. Lady, this is Anna Diggory. Just transferred in."

"Welcome to Gryffindor, my dear."

"Thank you," I replied with a smile. I definitely need to get used to this…We walked in to see all the Gryffindors hanging around the common room. It was huge…and beautiful. Scarlet and gold filled the room. Some of the people came up to me, introducing themselves…congratulating me…asking about what happened…the usual…

"That's enough, everyone. Let the girl breathe!" Ron said, pushing the crowd away.

"Thanks for that," I replied with gratitude.

"No problem." The four of us sat down on the couches near the fire and talked. I tried getting away from the inevitable. It worked…for a while. After the common room cleared out, I was asked what I didn't want to tell…

"So, what happened this summer? We saw what the papers said…which wasn't much. We thought something happened to you," Harry asked.

I let out a long sigh and paused for a moment. "Alright. What happened was…"

Flashback…Anna's P.O.V…

I was sitting in Kat's coal colored Mini Cooper on my way home. I spent the day at the shop working on designs and visiting with the regulars that I know and love. Kat and I were talking about everything that I had missed since I was gone…I missed so much! We pulled up to my house and Kat parked.

"You'll be in tomorrow, right?"

"Of course I will, Kat." I sat across my seat and gave Kat a hug.

"I'll talk to you later, babe."

"Bye!" I stepped out of the car and walked to my front door. My house looked peaceful and serene. I turned the handle on the door and walked in, dropping my bag of supplies next to it. I heard noises from the living room and thought my parents had started watching a horror movie without me. But when I got to the entryway of the living room…I didn't see a horror movie murder…I saw a real murder in progress. People in black cloaks and hoods stood around my parents. They yelled torture curse after torture curse at my parents. My parents' bodies were contorted with pain and they were screaming…horrible screams. The attackers had stopped with the curses for a moment and my parents' bodies' relaxed slightly. But, the attackers yelled out one last curse at my parents…

"Avada Kadavra!" A green light filled the living room and my parents died, looking at me. I stood still in the doorway…unable to move, or do anything. I was in too much of shock to re-act. My parents' killers turned to leave, when they spotted me. One came after me and caught me by the hair. I was dragged to the floor and into the living room. My attacker threw me to the ground and started kicking me. The others joined in shortly after. Shoes and fists kept hitting my body, leaving numerous cuts and bruises. Soon after, they used heavy objects and knives. Blood seeped from my broken flesh and onto the carpet. I screamed in pain as they broke ribs and hit harder. The leader had ordered them to stop and they moved away. I knew what was going to happen. I didn't fear it…but I didn't embrace it. I accepted the fact that this was it…they were going to do to me what they did to my parents. The leader leaned over my wrists and slid the knife along the vein. He was trying to make it look like suicide…or so I thought. He lifted the knife above my stomach and plunged it in…twenty-three times. I'd never felt such pain before. They left soon after, trashing the place and leaving a Dark Mark floating over-head. I was slipping in and out of consciousness when I reached for my cell phone. I texted Kat, saying one thing…"help!"

What seemed like hours later, Kat, Greg, and Max came running to my aid, along with police and paramedics. The last thing I remember was Kat telling me that I'm safe and that I'd be fine. I blacked out after that.

I woke up later in a hospital hooked up to IV's and heart monitors. I looked around the room to get my surroundings when I came upon a familiar face.

"Kat? What happened?"

"You were attacked by Death Eaters. You've been unconscious for a month. We thought we lost you a few times there, Anna-be. You scared the shit out of us. Everyone's been so worried. And the doctors said there was a chance you might never wake up. We-"

"Kat, what about my parents? Did you do a funeral?"

"We were waiting to see if you would wake up first."

"Thank you, Kat."

"No problem, Anna-be." She kissed my forehead and called Greg and Max to tell them I had woken up.

After a few weeks of physical therapy and numerous plans, my parents were finally laid to rest. I stood at their grave wearing a black dress that went to my mid-thigh, black knee-high boots, plain black fingerless gloves that reached my elbow, and my jewelry. Kat, Greg, and Max stood behind me, staring down at the graves…

End Flashback…

"You almost died?" Ginny asked incredulously.

"Yeah, I almost did."

"What was it like? Do you even remember?"

"Yeah, I do, Ron. I remember. I remember seeing a parade…a black parade. With people in masks following the float. It looked exactly like what was in the Welcome to the Black Parade music video…with no My Chemical Romance on the float singing."

"Who and what are you talking about?" Ron asked.

I laughed slightly at this remark, remembering that I grew up around muggles and they didn't. "My Chemical Romance is my favorite band and Welcome to the Black Parade is one of their songs. The song I sang tonight at the dinner is one of theirs. They're a really great band. I'll show you guys the music video when I get the chance."

"It's getting late and classes start tomorrow," Hermione said looking at the time. We bid the boys goodnight and walked up to the girls' dorms. Hermione gave me some clothes to sleep in and I laid down in my new bed, after shutting the curtains, and thought back to the day of the funeral. I had told them everything they needed to know…when the time was right…I'd tell them the rest. But for now…it's my secret…

Flashback…

Kat, Greg, and Max stood behind me, staring down at the graves. Tears were falling from their eyes, but none from mine. I stood there emotionless…numb to the world around me.

"Ms. Diggory?" a voice from behind me asked.

I turned around to see someone I really did not want to see again. "Dr. Mourier? What are you doing here?"

"I have come to take you back-"

"No. I'm not going back," I said sternly.

"Your uncle has given us permission to take you back."

"I don't care what my uncle says. I'm not going back and you can't make me."

"Yes, we can, Anna. We can and we will."

Two security men came up beside me and took me by the arms. They started dragging me towards Dr. Mourier's car, but I started kicking and screaming…in a dress, might I add. They lifted me off my feet while I was still throwing a fit and brought me over to the black Sedan.

"KAT! Help me! Please! Don't let them take me back! KAT!!!" I yelled for my life, but to no avail. Another security guard was holding Greg, Kat, and Max back from trying to get me and one of Dr. Mourier's assistants stuck me with a sedative. I was brought back to the place that I never wanted to see again…the place that ruined my life…my own personal hell…

End Flashback…

I fell asleep thinking about that day and the hell I was sent to…

A/N: Here's chapter three!!! Anna has a secret…can you figure it out? Look closely to the things she says…it gives it away…sort of. I know it's too early in the story to tell. But keep an eye out for the clues! Please take the time out to review! I know you're reading the story…I check the stats constantly, but I need reviews. They let me know that you don't hate my story with a passion. Please review! Even if you don't have an account you can review! I did that for a reason. Thank you Heidi and Crista for reviewing last time. Also…everything that Anna wears is in my profile. Check it out…see her style. Again, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!

Mel.