I do not own anything of Harry Potter! I just really love the series.

Chapter 2

"Keep running"

I made sure I would make my way out of London before I stopped running. I really didn't need the police after me, but I don't think that they would be called anyway. London is a big city and I didn't really know where I was going. I just kept running until I made some distance then fell asleep in an alley. Not knowing what time it was. Its really cold out here . I laid my head down on my bag and closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.

(Dream)

"No No! Get back!" I heard a women yelling and a young girl crying. I felt cold now. It was like I've seen all of this before. The women picked up the young girl, probably no older then eight and began running though the woods.

"Mommy I'm scared" Cried the little girl.

"I know you are dear just stay strong" The women pulled out her wand and shot red flames behind her. I could hear growling in the background. Why does this women feel so familiar?

"Mommy they're gaining on us" Cried the little girl. I saw it then. Stay away from the wolves. Stay away from the werewolves. Two large dog-like creatures chased after the women and her child. The women soon tripped and dropped her daughter out of her arms. There was screaming and crying as the wolves dove at them.

(End dream)

"NO!" I woke up in a cold sweat in the alley. I've seen that before. I was the little girl and the women was my mother. It had to be true. I decided to go look for some food. I did find out the time. It was nine o' clock on my birthday. My back was killing me from laying on cold, hard pavement. I grabbed some of the granola from my bag. I defiantly looked like a homeless girl no. I'm dirty, my clothes are wet and my hair has never looked worse.

I decided to read the journal when I was done eating. I found the beginner spells my mother wrote down. Like a levitation spell. It said to concentrate when using a spell. I looked at the trash can in front of me, held out my hand and said the spell. The trash can lid didn't really levitate, it flew off as if something exploded. It flew a good twenty feet or more because it went over the buildings. Ok, I really need more practice. I got up and ran off before anyone saw me. This magic thing is going to be a lot harder then I thought.

I flipped through the journal some more while I was walking. I read that I needed a wand to truly practice magic. Great, I don't even know where to get a wand! My mom wrote about some place called Diagon Alley. But no real showing of how to get there. I kept my thoughts on my dream most of the day. Was that a memory from my past? Being chased by werewolves? How I forgot something like that I'll never know. Must have been a strong memory spell my mother put on me.

I never really stopped walking. Still haven't left the city though. Just never stayed in one spot for to long. I really wanted to figure out where to get my wand so I can practice and not keep blowing things up. The day soon when by quickly as the temperature started to drop rapidly. Wonderful, another cold night in the streets. I ate two more granola bars and went to go find somewhere to sleep. I found a bank clock that said it was eleven at night and fifty degrees and dropping. Great, its late and I'm getting really cold.

It was becoming very scary at night because of the people who were roaming around. I was trying to find a hidden and safe place to sleep. But if I have to stay up all night to be safe, I shall. There was a lot of drunkards roaming the streets , so I tried avoiding them the entire time. I made my way down a flight of stairs between to buildings. But I decided to turn around when I saw a group of drunk teens at the bottom of it, but when I turned around two more were coming down the stairs and dragged me down with them and threw me down.

The tallest teen snickered. His curly brown hair was shoved under a beanie and he kept sipping down his whiskey. Then he bent down and pulled me to my feet.

"Oh, you're a cute one. What do they call you love?" I didn't want to reply to his question. The group laughed.

"I said what do they call you, and don't think I'm above beating a pretty lady like you." I stayed strong and didn't answer .

"Fine, have it your way". He swung back and punched me in the face. I could feel my nose start to bleed. Next he knocked me down and started kicking me in my stomach, and some of his friends joined him.

"Stop it please! Somebody help me!" I screamed. Tears flooding down my face.

" Do you really think someone is going to hear you love?" He pulled me up so I could face him. I was in so much pain. My sides, my stomach, and my back felt like they were on fire and I could taste blood in my mouth from my bleeding nose.

"You really don't fight back. Your so tiny I wouldn't expect you to I guess". My height is five foot two and I'm only one hundred and one pounds. I had to get away. I needed to try magic, but not at them. I really prefer not to blow their heads up or maybe I would love to. I pointed at the trash cans behind them and whispered the levitation spell and all five of them flew sky high. That distracted them enough for me to run. My running has gotten a lot slower. I have never been in so much pain. I could here the guys gain their focus and notice I was gone. I really don't need them finding me.

"Please somebody help me!" No one was around. I kept running, tears flowing down my face the whole time. I really wasn't paying much attention to where I was going. Next thing I knew I ran into someone and fell back. I was scared of who I hit. I stayed on the ground and closed my eyes hoping they would leave, but instead.

"Are you alright?" It was a young man that spoke. I looked up at him. He looked a little older then me. He had very kind brown eyes and short scruffy red hair. He put a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you alright?" He asked again. Seeing that I have finally seen a nice guy I looked back up at him and cried.

"Please, help me" Next thing I knew, everything went black.