AN Sorry that it took me so long to update, I really was busy with make up work and someone made the mistake of advising me to read the Maximum Ride series. Lets just say that I really like it. DONT give me any spoilers though, I'm still reading it. I don't own anything, and I plan to update about once a week

The world was hating me. The secret passageway to Hogsmead was closed off and there was tons of security around the entrences of Hogwarts so I had to nock it off the list. I was really hoping I could hide in the Room of Requirement for a few weeks before the school reopens. It would be nice. Instead I randomely apparated to Middle of Freaking Nowhere, USA. Of course I chose the States since it was probably somewhre they wouldn't look. I was sitting on a bench on the side of the road reviewing my options. I had packed my iPod so now I was listening to Always Look on the Bright Side of Life from Monty Python.

Some things in life are bad. They can make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse.

I couldn't believe it. Fifteen years! Fifteen years in my life that nobody bothered to tell me that my father had a woman other than my mom. It was like before when I was thirteen and Sirius had just escaped. I was thinking something allong the lines of "Ha ha, we share the same last name!" about him because Molly and Arthur didn't really tell me anything about my parents other than 'Your mom was a nice woman, but she was killed a few months after you were born and your dad couldn't take care of you.' Then I learned that Sirius couldn't care for me because he was in jail. Like that just made me feel better. I really only found out when the Ministry took me in to question me. It was like then, I find out things the wrong way, all the time.

When you're chewing on life's gristle. Don't grumble, give a whistle. And this'll help things turn out for the best. And... always look on the bright side of life...

On the other hand, I didn't really tell him stuff myself. No, not breaking rules. Unlike most parents Sirius was proud when I did that. No, I mean like when I asked Hagrid where I could get a pet three headed dog. I got pretty far in the trade, but then the guy selling me the dog left for New York City due to a few problems with Kronos and Percy Jackson. And I might have not told him that half the guys at school were trieing to flirt with me at the Yule Ball due to a bit of fun I had with my metamorphmagus skills.

If life seems jolly rotten. There's something you've forgotten. And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.

I wasn't that sure about Mahira anyway. She was cheerful, loved to laugh, pull good pranks, and was nice; but there was something she was hiding from me. It was like she could see through it all, but instead kept thinking of that. HA! I bet she was planning for my murder or something. The bitch was probably really upset that her Sirius had run off and had a kid. I didn't really do anything anyway. The song had changed. Now it was at Hey Bulldog by the Beatles. Ah... good John Lennon music!

Sheep dog. Standign in the rain. Bull frog. Doin' it again. Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles. What makes you think your something special when you smile?

"Excuse me?" I heard someone ask. "Do you need a ride?"

I looked up. A girl, about nineteen or so had parked her car right in front of me and was staring down. She looked... saddened. Like something bad was going on in her life as well. "Uh... yeah. I'm kind of lost." I said, not even bothering with the American accent. "All I really know is that I'm in the United States, after that...." I trailed off.

"Are you british?" she asked.

"Yeah. My parents and I were touring around and I think I caught the wrong train. This really doesnt look like Florida. Do you know any place to stay around here?"

"Not really" she responded. "Seattle is full around this time of year. My mom owns a small bed and breakfast in La Push though, I could give you a ride there and you can call your mom and dad."

Ah, Washington. Of course the place where I was doomed to see more of my favorite vampires. Does random apparation like to go to familiar places? "Sure. I'm Izzy. Izzy Black" Hang on, WHY did I just say that? I sound like James Bond when I introduce myself like that and it would have been better to come up with a code name.

"Leah Clearwater." she responded, smiling. Wasn't she Harry Clearwater's daughter. I hope he wont recognize me! "come on in, we wont be shy!"

In the back of the truck were two other girls. Twins, it seemed.

"Hey!" the one on the right said. "I'm Rachel Black and this is my sister Rebecca."

"Looks like we share a last name." I said. "I'm Izzy Black."

You can talk to me. You can talk to me. You can talk to me. If your lonely you can talk to me.

Oh, I should have turned off my iPod. I was being a bit rude by not turning them off. I sighed mentally. Goodbye John, Paul, George, Ringo. I'll miss you! I put it in my purse, realising that it probably looked suspicious that I had this much with me and pardoned myself to get my suitcase that I had apparently left behind the bench. While they weren't looking, I transfigured a leaf into a nice suitcase. Adding a weight charm to it so it would seem like it had something in it, I put it in the back of her truck.

"Sorry." I appoligized, buckiling in.

"So how is life in England? Or are you Scottish or Welsh?" Leah asked.

"Nope, I'm a Londoner. If I was Scottish I would be like Doctor Who and if I was Welsh I would talk like Torchwood. God, I love those shows."

"OMG!" Rebecca said. "Me too!"

We then launched into a discussion on which characters were the best, how the end of Season two of Torchwood was cruel since they killed off two fifths of the star characters, how David Tennant was even better than the fifth doctor that had that scarf in the seventies, how Rose was better then Martha. By the time we were in Forks I knew I had made new friend.