Hello hello hello! It's me, the writer of whom you all love, even though she takes forever to upload new chapters, have I convinced you yet? Well, here's the next chapter which is a bit different from older ones because it has a new character, a fried of mine just turned nineteen and for a present I turned her into one of the characters!! Yay Deanna! Happy birthday to you and to all the rest of you... enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story, wow, that's a first.

Far away from the chaos that consumed the lives of the wizarding world, a lone girl was sitting at her computer, her fingers dancing across the keyboard typing up a story. Deanna was, of course a Harry Potter fan and was writing a Mary Sue story which was dying to get out. She did of course know that she'd throw it out or keep it and never show it to anyone. Perhaps the main reason she was writing a self-indulgent fic was because of the date on the calendar. Picking it up, she looked at the date, May twenty-third. Today was her nineteenth birthday yet at the moment she was feeling very much alone. Thus she'd sit up in her room for hours on end reading and writing, putting herself into different stories. It was not as if she disliked her family but sometimes she needed the solace of her own room and her computer.

This particular birthday was a bit stormier than some of her past birthdays. As she finished typing the least paragraph of her story, lightening flashed and everything went black. Cursing herself for not saving the story, she got up from the computer to look out the window. The sky was turning a deep purple, a color she'd never seen the sky turn before. She quickly walked to her door and pulled it open, wondering where her family was, because at the moment she felt very much alone.

The steps going down toward the first level seemed dark and ominous, they never seemed that way. Each step she took towards the lower level seemed to pound in her head a sense of foreboding, that something was very wrong. She stepped down to the first level and called called out to her family as a torrent of rain and a thunderclap drowned out her voice. Her thoughts then dove into an icy sea of fear as she realized that her family wasn't going to answer her back.

She moved on towards the front door, wondering if they'd been outside and were rushing around to clean up whatever they'd been doing. When the door was open Deanna peeked through the screen door and was astonished to see a tornado in the distance, while she knew that it probably wouldn't reach her house she was still shaken. She cautiously opened the screen door and peeked outside. Just then, a flash of lightening shook the ground around her and she was knocked off of her feet and was catapulted backwards into a wall. Deanna immediately lost consciousness as the storm lessened.

With a groan she lifted her head and looked around to her surroundings. She thought it was strange that she was in a small clearing because of the storm that she'd just witnessed what seemed only seconds ago. "Perhaps I sleep walked or something strange.." Deanna's mind was still fogged from what had happened so she didn't see a boy pop out of nowhere until he'd sneaked up on her.

"Oy, you. What do you think you're doing here? Clear off!" Her head felt heavy and she realized how much of a strain it was to keep her head up. "Five more minutes," She murmured and again became unconscious.

Ron gazed at this strange new arrival. "Merlin's beard.."

"How could you! She's my girlfriend!! How dare you treat her as though she's some common felon. And besides, she's just a muggle, what would she be able to do to you, especially given her state." Andrew was looking over Deanna's sleeping form to Ron, who scowled back at him. "It's not exactly easy to trust people right now. I barely trust you mate!" He shot back at Andrew, the last word full of venom. Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron. "Is it possible for you to go a day without getting somebody's goat?"

Ron tried to look winningly back at her, glowering at Andrew behind her back. Ben saw his chance, "Really Ron, it would be better sometimes if you didn't even try." He gave his nemesis a smirk as he returned to his game of Exploding Snap with Harry and a few of the other casters.

"Anyway, there are more pressing things to worry about." She snootily looked away from her two number one fans though was unable to disguise the blush creeping up her cheek. She covered it up by looking concerned.

"Don't tell me you're worried about that treacherous old bleeder!" Ron glared at Hermione, hoping by some miracle that his outburst could give him a chance with her. "You were the one that told him that the horn but he chose to ignore you. Serves him right anyway, his house was torn apart."

Hermione clearly didn't take his words to heart. "Oh, I hope they didn't kill him! I tried to make it so that the Death Eaters would know that he wasn't lying about seeing Harry, but if it didn't work..." she sighed morosely.

"Why'd you cover me up anyway? What've I got to lose?" Ron asked her, trying to take her mind off her self-imposed guilt.

The look she gave him was one that would've shattered glass if there were any around. "If anyone found out that you were not at home with spattergroit your family would be in danger. It didn't matter that they saw me because I muddled with my parents memories, they're in Australia now. But Luna, she has barely any family to worry about and I've put him in terrible danger, if she's still alive to enjoy the family she's got left that is." She squeaked out the rest of the sentence and put her head in her hands.

"She's probably teaching all of her new friends at Azkaban all about Wrackspurts and Nargles." Harry responded, trying to lighten up the mood. "I'm sure she's still alive, people never giver her enough credit, she's a very strong girl."

"I guess it's just difficult to not have mixed feelings when her dad just tried to sell us out." Ron responded with, smiling hopefully towards Hermione, who nodded her head non-commitally.

"Well!" Emerson said, spooking everyone from their thoughts. "We still learned one very vital thing! What's that you might ask? The Deathly Hallows! They must be extremely important if it seemed as though they didn't mean anything before."

While the trio looked at him as though he was crazy the casters looked on him as though he were the greatest thing since, shall we say it, the Harry Potter craze.

"No, I think it's really a load of rubbish, he could've easily made it all up couldn't he have? If he was going to turn us in then he would've have had to be upfront about anything!"

Yet, Ron for once wanted to play devil's advocate with Hermione. "Doubtful, believe me, Xeno was in a lot of stress when he told us what he knew. It's very difficult to keep your story straight if you're making it all up while under stress." Hermione still looked skeptical so he went on. "What about our second year? Everyone believed that the Chamber of Secrets didn't exist, that it was really a myth. And Harry does own a one-of-a-kind invisibility cloak, the pieces could fit together if you let them." He frowned at Hermione as the casters gazed at him in a new light.

"We should never have slated him to die, perhaps he is worth something." Jamie murmured under his breath, the other casters nodding back at him.

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Alright guys, well there's a new chapter. It may not be too long but it's hopefully better than nothing. Yes, I did use some direct quoting from the book, in case you were wondering if I was trying to steal JK's words. Honestly, what kind of person do you think I am?

... le gasp! What happened to Deanna?? I guess you'll have to find out next time. (This is followed by maniacal laughter.)

Cheers!