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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! This fanfiction is purely for fun and not for profit or sale. I do not intend to plagerise or steal in any way. I do not make money from these writings in any way at all!

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A.N. :
Alright, here�s the next� chapter! I�ve
chosen to continue this as a full on story. How long it�ll take I have no clue
about. Especially given that I�m currently working on various
other things (Both fanfiction related and non-related).
So, onward my friends!

16 years later�

��Sis!!� cried the
little girl from kitchen. The small eleven year old grabbed a slice of toast
from the table just as her mother was putting a few bits of food in a container
for the child who�d not yet come down for breakfast. �The little girl called up again, �SIIIIIIS!
Wake up!�

�Liv,� said the mother as she
looked to her youngest. The woman had a very light brown hair and eyes the
color of honey. Her youngest had similar eyes, but her hair was a bright shock
of red, almost orange in shade. She knew it came from her husband�s family,
given that he had a number of ginger colored relatives. She patted Olivia�s head,
then sighed, �You know that your sister always sleeps
in.�

�But why today?!� she groaned as she quickly ate her slice
of toast. �We�re going to miss the train!�

�You know we won�t,� her mom said as the little girl ran up
for the stairs. She was far too fast. The girl burst into the second bedroom on
the right, and practically jumped on her older sister�s bed.

�LILITH!!� yelled Olivia into her sisters ear, �WAAAAAAKE �UUUUUP!!�

�Geroff!� the sixteen year old
witch shouted as she was rudely awakened. She had been deep in sleep when Liv jumped ontop of her, and she
wasn�t the least bit appreciative. �What?� she asked, her head already aching from getting up too quickly. She shook her
head and rubbed the last bits of sleep from her eyes. Like her little sister,
she had red hair, but it wasn�t the carrot-orange shade the tiny girl had.
Lilith�s was darker, closer to auburn, and her eyes were the same shade as her
father�s. The color was a deep shade of green, like shamrocks in springtime, or
like the finest emeralds.

�You remember what today is?!� Liv
demanded, jumping back off the bed, and putting her hands on her hips. The
child already had on her long black robes and the grey jumper and slate colored
skirt of their school�s uniform. Lilith�s eyes widened as she realized and
yelped as she jumped from the bed to go to her closet, grabbing her wand. �We�re
going to be late!�

�That�s what I told Mum, but she didn�t believe me!� Liv said, her hands going to her hips. �Now hurry! I�ve
wanted to ride the Hogwarts Express forever!� Then the little witch ran out of
the room, yelling, �MUM! She�s finally
getting ready!�

Lilith sighed and shook her head. After quickly brushing her
hair out, though with its frizzy waves she couldn�t get much done with it, she flicked her wand at several drawers in her wardrobe,
causing the garments to fly into her trunk. She grabbed up her books, shoved
them in as well, tied her cauldron on securely, then she walked to the large
cage that sat on her window seat. �Come on, Dynasty, we�ve got to go.� The
brown, black, and grey speckled owl screeched at her mistress with great
disapproval. No doubt she was scolding her. Lilith soon was pulling her trunk
down with one hand while the other tried to keep hold of Dynasty�s cage, and attempted
to get down the stairs without tripping and breaking her neck.

�Ready, dear?� asked her mum as she grabbed their jackets. Liv yanked hers from her and looked back up at her
lazy-bones big sister.

�Yes. Sorry,� Lilith answered, face red from embarrassment
and from the rushing. She did always sleep in, but that wasn�t necessarily her
fault was it? She�d been talking to her cousins all night via her Instant
Mirror-Message Mirror. While muggles used cellular
phones and computers to speak with people without the use of owls, the wizarding world had since created a way for people to
quickly speak with someone anywhere, at any time, that was also somewhat �fashion
forward�. But carrying a small hand mirror, one could simply tap their wand to
the side, state the names of the person, or persons, they wanted to contact,
and as long as a mirror was close by, they�d be able to answer. Lilith�s mirror
happened to be a little oval one, the frame carved in wood with the design of a
hippogriff on the back. Liv wanted one with a unicorn
decorated frame.

�Then let�s hurry,� the girls� mum said, �Or you really will
miss the train.� She withdrew her own wand and they stepped out of their house.
Their home was a tiny place, just outside of Bath. They enjoyed the quiet life,
but on rare occasion visited their cousins, who resided in so many places it
was hard to keep track of them. Mrs. Potter walked with her two daughters to
the small herb and flower garden by their house, then after the girls made sure
their things were secure and they each had an arm free, they held on to their
mum and their belongings, and with a turn and a loud crack, they Apparated. They quickly disapparated
in a small alley a short distance from Kings Cross Station, and quickly hurried
over. It wasn�t long before they navigated themselves down to the platforms,
where they all made a sprint for the column that held the secret way to Platform
9 � . After each came out on the otherside of the
archway, they turned their heads to see that, luckily, they�d made it in time
for the train.

�Oh thank goodness!� said Liv,
beginning to skip with joy. �Come on, Lil!�

�Hold on,� Mrs. Potter said, stepping up to her oldest. She
handed her the little plastic container of breakfast food, and kissed her
forehead. �I love you both. Kiss your sister for me, would you, dear?�

�Course, Mum,� Lilith replied, smiling at her mother. She�d
proven to be a remarkable woman. Even after the loss of their father, the
widowed woman seemed to have pulled strength from within her tiny frame to be
able to carry on, and even help her own daughter, who�d grieved perhaps just as
much deeply the loss of Albus Potter as she had, to
heal in her heart. �I have to go or the train will leave.�

Mrs. Potter laughed gently and patted Lilith�s shoulder. �Have
a good year, dear.� Then she turned to leave through the enchanted archway.

Lilith turned to walk along the platform to get to one of
the train�s cars, and ended up running into a tall, dark obstacle in her way,
getting knocked back and dropping her breakfast. She sighed, and said, �Sorry,
I didn�t see you,� then looked up at whoever she�d bumped into. She jumped
back, startled at first. Even though he couldn�t be any older than her, the
young man she�d bumped into looked haunted for some reason. His face was long,
his cheeks sunken in and skin a very unhealthy paleness. Were he not so gangly
and skinny one would say he had Greecian features,
but given his thin frame, his large nose was out of proportion to his face.
When his eyes, so dark a brown they could be called black, looked at hers, an
expression like the mixture of abject terror and total awe came to his deathly
pale face. Lilith blinked her green eyes twice, then
she reached down for her container. Thank goodness it had a locking lid, so
nothing spilled out. She looked back up quickly and saw that this boy, who�d
yet to speak, was staring. Even his clothes were strange. They looked
expensive, much more so than her own middle-class things,
and they weren�t like the muggle fashions that her
family, except on special occasions, tended to wear. He looked almost as if he
were in some sort of military style uniform, with brass lining along his cuffs
and over his chest. Behind him a woman with very long black hair, similar to
his own, was speaking to a conductor. Well, not speaking, more like yelling
loudly, telling him not to drop anything. Apparently both would be boarding the
train, but why? Only Hogwarts students and Teachers were allowed to ride on the
train.

�Um�Sorry, again. Bye,� Lilith said
again as she attempted to walk around the strange boy. As she was about to
leave, she heard him speak.

�� I�c- came back�� His voice was shockingly deep for coming
out of such a fragile looking body. It�s shocked Lilith so much that it made
her stop dead in her tracks. Slowly, she turned around to look at him again.

�Excuse me?� she asked, after a long and quiet pause.

He took two steps, which with his long legs were enough to
bring him up to her again. His hands were clasped before his chest, arms close
to his sides, as if he was trying to take up as little room in the world as
possible to make up for his height. Then, just as surprising as his voice�s
depth had been, his mouth twitched, and slowly came up into a smile! Lilith
didn�t think his face was meant to smile, but now that it was, it had managed
to somehow soften his face�s sharp features.

�I�came�back,� he said. She finally registered an accent in
his voice, one not from England. He sounded Italian, or perhaps some kind of Mediterranean,
but that would be impossible, given his pale skin. He spoke as though he were
having difficulty with English.

�Um,� Lilith said, �I� I don�t understand. You came back
from where?� she asked.

�I� am back!� he said, looking excited. His long arms flew
out and he suddenly grabbed her up in a fierce hug! Lilith was officially about
freak out.

�What in Merlin�s name are you doing!?� she screamed, trying
to pull from this stranger�s hug, but he seemed unwilling to let go.

�Mou leipeis!�
he said, sounding ecstatic. �I missed you!�

�Let me go you blithering creep!� she yelled, shoving
herself from his arms. She backed up, and heard a much more welcome voice.

�Lil!� She turned and saw her
cousin, from her aunt Lily, calling her.

�Jim! Oh thank God!� Indeed, James Potter the 3^rd,
whom all called Jim to keep him distinguished from their uncle James, carried
the Potter family traits of having dark hair, brown eyes, and very good looks.
But Lilith adored him, because he was like the brother she never had. She was
about to run up to him when she heard a choked noise come from the scary boy
who�d just grabbed her. Something in her made her stop in her movement to flee.
She turned around and saw that this boy, who�d gone from terrified to jubilant in
moments was now�.crying?

��You� do not know me?� he asked slowly.

�Um�I�m sorry, I think you mistook me for someone else,�
Lilith said, walking backward now. �I don�t think we�ve ever met.�

��But�I�� He attempted to step forward. She jumped back, and
he followed. �I remember,� he said,
as if that one word meant something. She felt her head hurting. She shook her
head.

�I�m terribly sorry,� she said again, �I really am.�

�Lil?� Jim called again, still
hanging from the door. �Hurry up! We saved you a seat!�

She was about to turn and go again, when the dark clothed, tall
boy cried out, �Stamata! W-wait� Please?� She sighed and looked at him again.
What did he want with her? He walked up to her and pulled something from his
pocket. It looked like a handmade bracelet. The beads on it were a marbled
green and white. He handed it to her, his big palm shaking so bad it made the
beads rattle on their strings. She looked from him to the bracelet and felt
pity. He probably had mistaken her for someone, but she couldn�t be cruel to
him and refuse this gift. It�d just make him sadder. She gently took the beads
from his hand, and looked down.

�Thank you,� she said softly.

Before they could speak, the woman who looked like this boy
yelled in their direction. �Saverio!
Come along, don�t gawk.� She then turned and quickly walked towards the back
cars of the train. The boy, Saverio, started to
follow her, but stopped and looked at Lilith again.

��I� I will find you�again,� he said, making a smile come to
his face once more. After he went to follow the woman, Lilith took a breath.
She didn�t realize that she�d stopped breathing! Jim watched these odd events
with confusion, already disliking this obviously mental git
who had accosted his cousin. He hurried up to her, and took her hand.

�You alright Lil?� Jim asked.

�Yes� I�m fine, that was just�weird,� she told him.

�I�ll say. That kid�s totally mental. What�s he doing here
anyway? I�ve never seen him before.�

She seemed dazed. As she watched the odd boy walk away, an
image had flashed into her mind. Very brief, very quick,
but she could recall, for some reason�water. Water? Hm. She shook her head, and then said, �Yeah� Me either��

�Come on, then,� he said, his usual cheery mood returning to
his handsome face. �We�d better go or else we�re going to get left behind!� He
then led her to the compartment where their friends awaited them.
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