And now we get to fly!

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: I own cats, dogs and pollywogs, but I don't own HP

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THE STRENGTH OF A MUGGLE

Chapter 4: Why Am I Here?

After a long silence and staring, Presea cleared her throat. "Well, we best be going," Presea said, putting her broom over her shoulders, though she seemed a bit shaken. The others copied and walked out of the house. Then they mounted their brooms were off.

"You really are no ordinary Muggle, are you Nikky. Nikky was finding it very easy to fly, but Val seemed a bit unsteady, though not falling off.

"Why do you need my Harry Potter books?" Nikky finally asked.

Presea hesitated, but answered. "Your whole life, you've been chose to protect the secrets in those books. Only those copies can be read by any wizard or witch." She looked at her directly. "I've been protecting you all this time; until just recently when the first archive, well, book, got into Voldemort's possession.

"I thought people were afraid to say his name?" Nikky inquired.

"Some people still are like my father. But most people now-a-days just say his name like any other."

"Finally saw that fear was his main power, I'll bet," Nikky blurted.

Presea stared. "You really read those things through and through, eh?"

Nikky nodded. "But what I wonder is why I was chosen. I'm just a Muggle."

"You're a special Muggle, Nikky," Presea said with a smile. "You're what we call a bright-light."

"A what?"

"It's a Muggle with limited wizard like powers. Like having intuition about things that are to come, having dreams with deep meanings Things like that."

"How did I become a bright-light?" Nikky asked, confused and in awe all at once.

"It has to do with your birth," Presea replied. "You were born a Libra, are a Libra rising, and were born in the year of the dragon, right?" Nikky's eyes widened as she nodded. "Well, that combination makes you extremely attuned to things maybe even some wizards are not. You're a sort of 'light' between the spiritual and the mundane worlds."

"Oh," Nikky said, for it was all she could say for the moment. They rode the cloudy air in silence. Once they had bee over water for about a half-hour or so, Nikky had to ask the question that weighed on her mind for quite some time. "Why do I have to come with you? Couldn't you just have Obliviated me and taken the books and go?"

"We asked the other Order members that ourselves," Presea said humorously. "But the prophecy says you must help Harry."

"Prophecy?" Nikky asked. A prophecy about her? "What prophecy?"

Phillip turned to Presea, eyeing her angrily. "We're not supposed to tell you," answered Sirius for Presea, who looked too embarrassed to speak. "Only Ha-,"

"Sirius!" scolding Phillip. Sirius folded his lips in. Phillip looked at Nikky. "We can't tell you about, okay," he said. "You'll find out when we get where we're going."

"And there it is," yelled Sirius. They all looked down Nikky saw that they were approaching two houses. As they got closer, a third house presented itself between the two. Val looked at Nikky, dumb-founded.

"How the hell did that happen?" Val asked her sister as they landed.

"Magic," Nikky said, planting her feet on the ground of the darker and wetter country. Val didn't seem able to regain composure. But once she was able, Val stood up, adjusting the bag that was slung over her shoulder and walked up with Phillip and Sirius.

Nikky wasn't ready to move. She was so excited, so shocked, so surprised. It was here. It was real! Number 12 Grimauld Place, the head quarters for the Order of the Phoenix. Presea turned to Nikky. Nikky felt her face burn with embarrassment again. All this seemed so normal to Presea, Nikky knew, and here she was, acting like a kid in a candy store.

Nikky walked with Presea to the front door. A very pregnant woman, probably in her late thirties, looked at Nikky and smiled. Nikky smiled back a bit, until she noticed the woman's hair. Then she grinned, seeing its lovely violet color. "Is that everyone?" Nymphadora Tonks asked Presea.

"Sure is Tonks," Presea answered. She looked about. "Where's Remus?"

"He'll be late again," Tonks replied. She began to walk past the crowd, stumbling but taking great care not to fall. She stopped and place one hand on her bulging abdomen, as if that would quiet the noise she was causing.

"Oh, Tonks, for goodness sake!" yelled a shrill voice as its owner came through the door from, what Nikky could see was, the kitchen. The much older lady had ginger hair with streaks of white going through it. Her face was lined with age, worry, stress and constant scolding. She was a plump woman and wore a colorful woven shawl. Her brown eyes still sparkled with fire.

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And here the real fun begins b/c in the next chapter, Nikky and Val meet everyone!