(Heh, heh, change of plans. :3 I just finished reading Harry Potter and the Dealthy Hollows today [Friday] and I had began reading it on Wednesday. I'm a fast ready, aren't I? The book was addicting.)

(WARNING: Do not under any circumstances, continue reading this fan fiction, unless, you have already read or won't bother reading it - the final Harry Potter book. The reason why you shouldn't is because that this time place where the series ends - or rather, almost, just weeks before, really.)

(Ahem. Albus [no, not Dumbledore, the other one!] will play an important part in this - just most likely not this chapter.)

Lucy awoke the next morning, at least two hours before her alarm clock, feeling very groggy. She dragged herself out of her bed and rather sleepily, managed to walk over to her dresser.

Yanking it open, she peered at the clothes with-in it with a look of utter boredom on her face. Still half-asleep, she grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans.

Slipping out her pyjamas, Lucinda slugged into the clothes that she had chosen. Stomping down the stairs, she peered into the kitchen. She let out a sigh of relief when she didn't see her parents and slunk towards the fridge.

Quickly gripping the handle, she slid the door open and snatched a green apple from one of the shelves. Taking a bit into the apple, as she closed the door, resulted in the noise of: CRU-AM.

Twirling around, the Ozly girl nearly choked on the chunk of apple in her mouth as her mother glared at her, with her hands on her hips, and the letter from Hogwarts in her grip as she held it out for her daughter, "What is this?"

Her mother's brown hair swept along her back as she waited impatiently for her daughter's answer. Meanwhile, her blue gaze pierced the fragile-looking girl to the spot.

"A letter," Lucy shrank back, her voice barely louder than a whisper, "from Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts? You mean the school for witches and wizards?" her mother's eyes wavered uncertainly, and she found the answer in her daughter's face. She let out a small gasp, "B-But, on your form, it said that there wasn't a very good chance of you obtaining magic!" Her mother let out a small sort of shriek and leaned against the counter for support.

"Form? What form?" Lucy let out a shrill cry, looking fearfully into her mother's face.

"When did you dye your hair, Lucinda, dear?" Her mother asked, changing the subject as soon as she realized her error.

Realizing it was a fight already lost, Lucy looked quizzically at her mother. "What are you talking about?"

"You're hair," her mother said, just as confused, "it's lime green. Since when did you dye your hair?" She let out a small sob and leaned against the counter for even more support, "The sheet said that you might get that power also!" She looked fearfully at her daughter, who still had a green apple in her hand.

Slowly, Lucy reached up and grabbed a strand of her hair. She stared at it in horror; indeed, her hair was as her mother described it!

Still clutching a part of her hair, she let out a small cry of disbelief. "No! I never dyed it, mum! I - I guess it happened over night or something! If any colour, I would have coloured my hair blonde!" And as she said that last word, that one color, both her mother and her stared at her hair - or rather Lucy stared at her strand of her that she had brought into her vision.

It was now blonde.

Her mother looked fretfully over her shoulder and set down the letter on the counter, and trudged towards her room, where Lucy heard her collapse onto her bed.

There was a rasp at one of the glass doors, the one that lead towards the Killo's yard. Without a second thought, Lucy slid open the glass door and both the Killo girl and the Burpol boy entered the half-kitchen half-living-room.

"Hey, Lucy, we're going to Diagon Alley within an hour or two, I've got your bag of money rig-" Sasha began to speak before Jack interrupted her, "Lucinda! What happened to you're hair! You're blonde and blondes are dumb! Which is how the word dumb blonde came into existence!"

Lucy frowned and glared at him, before aiming a punch at him, which both of her friends narrowly dodged.

"Okay, that answers that question," Jack said sarcastically. Sasha laughed a bit at those words.

(Okay, the next chapter will be the trio going to Diagon Alley. :D Does anybody know how Lucy changed her appearance? Anybody? Also… I think that later on in Lucky Lucy [all seven fan fictions, if I ever get around to doing them - they represent their time at Hogwarts] it might become LucyXAlbus [Potter], SashaXJames [Potter - no, NOT, Harry's dad! Harry's son!]) and maybe even Jack Lily [Potter - no, NOT, Harry's mom! Harry's daughter!]. I know that I have already planned that Albus and Lucy are pretty much going to be inseparable best friends.)