And here's another chapter! Enjoy!

If the last chapter is total crap, I forgot to spell check. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Full Summery: Nikky led a normal life as your normal HP fan during her summer before her senior year. But what if everything she ever read is true, and now she is the only one who can help The Chosen One find what he needs to defeat Voldemort for good? Can Nikky really help "the Chosen One remember and make Dark Lord forget?"

Disclaimer: don't sue me! I don't claim to own anything! Except Nikky and Val, but their mine anyway. Besides that I own nothing. NOTHING I TELL U!

I don't wanna be chicken. I don't wanna be a duck….

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THE STRENGTH OF A MUGGLE

Chapter 2: Dark Mark in Suburbia

Nikky was in her room again after eating lunch and watching soaps (for her T.V. was not hooked up to the digital cable). She listened to the radio for a while when the dogs began to bark. Perhaps her brother, Jared, was here for something. Nikky basked in the noise. She was used to it.

Then, it went silent….

Nikky raised an eyebrow and rose up. She switched off her radio and opened the door of the room.

"Mom?" she called.

No answer. The dogs weren't even barking. She walked slowly down the hall, wishing she had a weapon of some sort.

Then she turned the corner….

Nikky's mother layed on the ground, her eyes wide open.

"Mom?" Nikky said shaking her. "Mom? MOM!"

Nikky felt tears stream down her face. She shook as she sobbed until she remembered her sister.

"Val-," she hadn't even made it back to the hallway when a thin green light came at her. She evaded accordingly.

Then, a young red-head girl changed at her, pushing her toward the hall.

"Lock yourself in and pack as many things as many things as you can," she beckoned in an English accent. "And don't forget the books."

Nikky did so. She stumbled to her room and locked herself in, not knowing what good it would do. She turned to her bed to see Valerie, who was already packing.

"How did you-?" Nikky began.

"Shut up, Nikky," Val said, tossing her a bag. "Pack your stuff."

Nikky closed her mouth and did so. The books. What books?

Nikky's eyes fell upon her Harry Potter books. Tears still flooded her eyes.

"Mom's dead," she choked.

A pause. "I know," Val replied. Was that why she was so angry?

"Why are you packing those?" Val regarded Nikky's Harry Potter books as if they were illegal contraband.

"That girl told me to," Nikky replied.

"What, is she crazy like you?" Val said blankly. Nikky swallowed hard. She didn't know who that girl was. Where had she come from anyway?

Her presence? Could it be?

The locked slid opened…by itself by the way it looked. Instead of the girl stood a young man, maybe a little older than the girl, but with the same red hair.

"Come on hurry up!" he commanded in the same accent only deeper. As the sister's ran out, the man stopped Nikky.

"Do you have the books?" he asked. He eyed their bags with bewilderment. Nikky nodded.

As they ran out of the house, the sky grew darker. Nikky looked up and gasped at what she saw.

A huge skull with a snake coming out of its mouth….

The Dark Mark….

What the fuck?

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Hmm…red hair…who are they related to I wonder? Hee hee. I love being evil.

Blah blah blah blah meow meow meow lalalalalalalalalala yes, I am insane.

This chapter is sooo short.