A/n: This is for my good friend Chance who has been pushing me to write more. She demanded I put her in it so I did; though not in the way she expected I think. XD

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"There was a break in at Gringotts." A Slytherin spoke as his dark eyes trailed over the pages of The Daily Prophet. I trailed my own gaze over to the boy and felt that cold sense of dread down my spine. This was the beginning of what would be my future; this was the beginning of the adventure. I hummed into my orange juice before smiling and winking at Draco. He flinched before turning back to his food with a dark glare. Ooo, little ferret might try and tell his father about me. I might want to start booby trapping my door. Another girl sneered and started her own speech.

"We all know who it was; my parents told me that You-know-who would rise again, and he's the only one powerful enough to break into Gringotts." She snootily proclaimed. I could feel my respect for the Slytherin gossip vine growing; they were getting stuff RIGHT. While Harry and his friends jumped to 'Snape did it'. I sucked my spoon clean while I thought about how to point them in the right direction without them jumping on the whole 'blame Snape' bandwagon.

"What do you think Collins? You think it's the Dark Lord, don't you?" One faceless slytherin queried. I sneered and pulled the spoon out of my mouth.

"I think that not everything is as it seems." I said quietly, staring intently at Quirrell where he sat eating with a shaking hand. Every so often he would flinch and my smile would widen. Oh, the dark lord was obviously not happy with his vessel. I smiled and wiped my mouth with my napkin before standing. I grabbed my bag then turned to start for the door, slamming face first into some poor soul.

"Oh merlin I'm sorry!" Cried the person I had run into. I growled and looked up into the bright eyes of a Hufflepuff. A hufflepuff with red hair that had one black streak in it and dark black eyes. For a moment I was stumped; I didn't remember this girl from the books! I think I'd remember someone who looked just like my one friends' fancharacter- oh. I narrowed my eyes and glared.

"I know who you are and you are NOT supposed to be here." I hissed. This was MY world now; figments from my old life had no place in it! Chance Lillian Snape just smiled at me and picked my bag up to hand over.

"Kat!" I turned on my heel sharply, eyes wild as I looked for the voice that had called for me. Harry was running towards me; waving like a madman with Ron in tow. I looked back to snarl at the woman who I knew wasn't supposed to exist only to find her gone. I frowned in confusion before shaking my head and turning back to Harry.

"Hey, Harry. What's up?" I called quietly; still confused and less then my normal geared to go self. He gave me a funny look before grinning again.

"Did you hear about that break in at Gringotts? That was the day I was there for school supplies!" He leaned in and whispered to me. "Also; Hagrid took something from a vault while we where there. I don't know what it was but he said it was for Dumbledore!"

I could feel my brain cells longing to pull my face into a picture of complete 'did you really just tell me that?' Because really...I've known him for maybe three days and he tells me this? No wonder this kid was always in trouble! I smiled and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"That's a very interesting story." Seriously, what was he expecting me to say? The poor boy looked slightly put down by my lack of reaction and I sighed.

"Listen Harry; unless we know there's a connection to something we have to have all the facts. Don't jump to conclusions; that only gets people hurt." This was a lesson he needed to learn before people got hurt later. If I could just beat some common freaking sense into his magic naive skull I would feel accomplished! Besides; flying lessons were coming up and I REALLY wanted to try flying. Even though I was deathly afraid of heights I wanted to be able to feel the wind in my hair. Ron was glaring at me, probably for being right, while Harry looked slightly happier.

"You're right, Kat! Come on we better get to Flying class." He then started to take off towards the Quidditch field. I followed after the two blurs at a more sedate pace, a serene smile on my face. You know...this life was actually pretty good!

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Damn you Murphy! Why'd you have to go and make that 'if something can go wrong it will' rule!? It was bad enough I was apparently tripping fan characters without being on anything but now I forgot about the whole 'Draco Malfoy is a childish prick and a bully' rule. Made up be me. Just now.

"Well, well! The Longbottom dropped something..." Came the prat's stupid voice. I turned from where I had been watching poor Neville get taken inside and I snarled at Malfoy. He jerked back as I started to stomp forward to where he was standing with the remembrall in his stupid pudgy hand.

"PUT. THAT. DOWN." I managed to get out between my clenched teeth in between demonic sounding growls and hissing. The BOY had the GALL to smirk at ME! I am a 22 year old woman with the ability to tear his mind to PEICES! This...CHILD dared think himself ABOVE me? All of the Lions and most of the Snakes were looking at me as if I was a two headed monster.

"Come and get it Collins. You're obviously a blood traitor-" Luckily his STUPID, WHINING, BRATTY, face was quickly closed by my fist meeting his mouth. Now, I was never one to hit someone with my FIST; Slapping them hurts more. But I must say that punching Malfoy hurt SO BAD but felt SO GOOD. I grinned a feral smile that was more teeth and wildness then smile as I stood over him.

"You are nothing more then a BULLY and are not fit to grace the sole of our Founders boot! You disgrace everything we stand for with your childish taunting and strutting. Salazar Slytherin would be ashamed to find you in his house!" I spat in his face as he scrambled away from me to his broom.

"You're just as crazy as the rest of your family Collins! My father will hear about this! He'll make sure you're put down like the rabid dog you are!" He whimpered at me like the frightened lamb he was. I all but saw red and was about to go and kill the stupid fool when I was grabbed by my arms by two other slytherins and held back.

"Don't you dare threaten her like that Malfoy!" Cried a voice in my defense. I felt my anger cool as I turned my head to find who it was defending my honor. There, shaking in front of the lions, was Harry. He was doing his best to look angry and threatening but was looking more like a slightly pissed off kitten.

"You think you can get it too, Potter? Well, come and get it!" The nancy git then flounced onto his broom and flew off like the Queen of England. All I could do was watch as harry pulled of the death defying dive of insanity that earned him his spot on the Quidditch team from my warm casket of restraining hands. I watched as Harry was led off by McGonagall before shaking off my classmates. I would get them all back for that later; Malfoy especially.

"You're going to be in trouble from father." Came a voice by my left ear. I turned with a sneer; seeing no one around but that stupid hallucination now.

"Go away; you're not real and you being here just means I'm more insane then I imagined." I grumbled, gathering my things and trudging back towards the castle. Soon the 'Golden Trio' was going to be born. They would meet Fluffy.

"I'm just as real as you are Euri." I felt a flash of anger tear through my body as I rounded on the stupid hallucination.

"That is NOT MY NAME! My name is Katelyn Achlys Collins and you will remember that!" I shouted with all the feelings I had. I opened my eyes to find the girl gone.

'Then why do you still answer to it, Euridice?' Tickled her voice in the back of my mind. I screamed and gripped at the sides of my head, shaking it while strands of red hair poked out between my fingers.

"You're nothing more then a childish fantasy! Go away! I will suffer you no longer!" I yelled at myself. I had a wonderful life to live now; one full of as many magical and mystical creatures and adventures as I could dream of. I no longer needed stories and myths to try and plug the empty hole in my soul. When I opened my eyes; I was alone again. In my mind and all around. I ran back to the castle for my next class with a buzzing mind. I pushed all thoughts out of my head because there was more to plan. How to kill Quirrell? How to top the 'Golden trio' from blaming Snape for the break in? How to begin my plans?

It all hinged on Harry listening to me; something I was sure I had fumbled today.