Yay for chapter 2. I know I posted the first chapter yesterday I think lol. I'm forgetful, not really feeling good but here it is.

Enjoy!

Also I don't own the songs or the character besides Phoebe

Chapter 2: Carry On

Lyrics by Fun

Though I've never been through hell like that
I've closed enough windows
To know you can never look back

If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground and,
Carry on

I played with my locket, my parents were now dead, and I was going into my seventh and final year at Hogwarts.

Part of me did change; I tried to be who my parents wanted to me to be, happy with life.

This year I wasn't going to let anyone get to me, or I would try.

I haven't talk to anyone over the years, the bullying slowed down, thank god.

Yes I was still bad at most of my bullies, but like I said my parents death changed me.

I write in my diary more, well journal, which I charmed so nobody could read it.

I still hated some magic, mostly death eaters, not to kill them but I just want to see them go to jail, and Voldemort gone.

I knew or had a feeling that a lot of people where going to die. My parent's death hit me hard.

It was 2 weeks before Hogwarts, and I went to get some food at a muggle shop, when I came back, Aurors and Death mark above the house.

Sense then I moved to a magical village, small, it was just me.

I cried a lot, but I keep it in side, I knew I had to be strong, I'll be fine, my parents left me a large sum of gallon's, I'll work somewhere. I'll be fine.

I wish I had someone to talk to you know? A friend, that would be nice, but who would be friends with me?

Anyways, here I am in an empty compartment, watching, families say goodbye to love ones, and me blinking back tears.

I sighed and put my journal away, wondering what I was going to do after Hogwarts, maybe Auror, I was smart most of all my classes were o's besides History of magic which I got a E in .

The door open, and here came the maunders, and Lily Evans. Really Lily Evans, holding hands with James Potter? Last year she hated his guts now they are crazy for each other?

"Hey Phoebe, can we sit here" asked Remus.

I nodded, again not a huge talker.

Remus with his mousy brain hair, sat next to me (I was by the window), Peter a well teddy size person, with blonde hair on the other side, across from me, was Sirius with is shaggy black hair/stormy grey eyes, James with his untidy black hair/glasses and Lily with Red fiery hair.

"So How was your summer" asked Lily to me.

"It was, crazy' I muttered, telling sort of the truth it was pretty crazy.

With me not want to stay at the house, because It creep me out, I had to find another home, pack everything, plan the funeral and many other things.

"What happen" asked Remus seeing the look on my face.

I gulped, I didn't want them to pity me, they would find out tomorrow, in the prophet.

"I don't want to talk about it" I said quietly and looked out the window.

They decided not to push it any father and talked about classes.

"So what do you want to do, once you're out of Hogwarts" asked Remus.

"An Auror, I want my parents to be proud of me, my parents, we... Are Aurors" I said hoping then didn't hear the mix up. I think Remus did because he gave me a thoughtful look.

"I can't believe it's our last year" said Lily with a sigh.

"Yeah, the war, and everything, it's going to change everyone" muttered Remus.

"Yeah it is" I said thinking about everything.

A run down on what was happening, a man well, I wouldn't call him a man, but he once was I guess close to human. His old name was Tom Riddle, which I heard bunch of teachers talking about him. Anyways this evil wizard believes in pureblood rules, no muggles, and no muggle-borns. Which I think is wrong of course; we all are human so we are in a way muggles but with magical powers.

But No, they don't like to think that way. So they go after Aurors or any blood traitors, which is why my parents are now dead. Death eaters, that are what they call themselves, they remind me of Hitler's followers. Voldemort being the muggle man Hitler.

Right now it's starting of the war, Good vs. Evil. It's scary, I have to admit, I worry about the future, is it going to be worse? Is someone going to stop him? Could someone stop him?

There's questions invaded my mind, until Remus poked me and said the train stopped. I grabbed my bag, it was smile, had the extension charm on it, and my journal was in there. I write too much, It helped a lot, the journal was like a friend, didn't judge well because it was a journal. I know I'm weird.

We got to a carriage, I sighed as I saw a Thestral. I saw my grandfather die, when I was younger, it was a heart attack so simple.

I shook my head... I still really wasn't over what happen with my parents, so death or anything just made me depress. I looked up to Hogwarts; the castle I thought was pure hell but now was my home. So much has happen and I couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts and just be normal. Well close to normal.

Gash, I'm side-tracking again…

Anyways, after getting out of the carriage I kind of tripped. Okay Yes, I'm clumsy, but instead of falling to the ground, I felt someone grabbed me; I look up to Sirius Black smirking at me.

"Quite a trip there Always" he said, putting me right side up.

"Yes it was amazing nice view and everything, thank you Bl..I mean Sirius" I said blushing.

Oh god did I just call him by his first name, and why is my face red?

I took off to the great hall before he could even say anything. I saw down at empty spot, the Maunders, Lily, Alice Prewett and Frank Longbottom sat down by me.

Remus on my right-hand and Sirius on my left.

Dumbledore cleared his throat after the sorting was done, talk about the rules and everything. And let us go to our dorm.

I didn't want to talk to anyone, so I just want to sleep. That's when I had the dream again

It's the replay of what happen the day, the memory is a dream, I have every night sense that day. I most of screamed because I found Lily and the rest of the girls above my bed starting at me, wondering if I was okay.

It was weird that the fact they talked to me again.

I always wanted friends or someone to care besides my parents, nobody wants to be alone, maybe this time I wasn't.