NOTE: THIS TAKES PLACE 5th YEAR OF HARRY’S TIME HOGWARTS.

                                                                        Chapter 1

            It wasn’t the first time that her thoughts drifted to the impending boring summer. No friends or vacations to keep her occupied, Lynna felt like screaming.  Something kept pecking at the back of her head though that almost tipped the scales, what was it?

            “Miss Walsh, if you please, direct your eyes back to the board. I don’t seem to be teaching through that window,” said Mrs. Dunheimer.

            Oh yeah, now she remembered, three months of freedom from this ruddy school. Her part in West Spring High School was to be one of the uppity and fashionable rich kids who were above everyone else, even most of the students at this private institute. She dazed off again as the teacher looked away, until the bell rang a while later, and snapped her out of it. Lynna trudged on home from school on the lake path. A refreshing breeze was blowing in from the crystal blue lake. It rustled wisps of hair that had escaped the braid that hung well past  her shoulders, her hand occasionally pushing back a blazing red strand.

            Her life was so repetitive and dull right now, life as a privileged teenager and basketball player was getting tiresome, she needed a major change. She was home within a few minutes, and standing in front of a vast brick house, the largest of the giants on her block.

            Her bag slipped off her shoulder as she silently closed the door behind her. A sudden wrench around her waist scared her out of her skin. She looked down and saw her eight-year-old sister Lottie hugging her tightly. “Hi,” chirped Lottie. The kid knew when someone wasn’t feeling too good. Her spirits lightened, she nudged her sister away, then chased her around the living room a few times as a joke.

            After coming around the couch a fourth time, Lynna felt suddenly weary as the day lapsed back onto her shoulders. She stopped playing, and went clambering up the stairs to lie down. The large bed bounced slightly as she sat down, and happened to glance at the table next to her bed, where a picture of two smiling girls sat. The older one in the photo, didn’t live in the house anymore. Her older sister, Kayla had left only a year ago, and she missed her a lot. She had left to go study in England to become an archaeologist. Even though she kept in touch a lot, it just wasn’t the same as having her sister there in the flesh, she could easily connect with her sister though there was a five year difference.

            Her thoughts swirled as she lay there. Mom and Dad would be home later, and they had mentioned wanting to discuss something. She was quite curious about it, but her eyelids drooped, and she was whisked off into sleep within minutes.

            Thunk Thunk! Someone knocking on the door of her room a few hours later snapped her out of her sleep. She bolted to the door, opening it, seeing her mother, still in work clothes standing there with a strange hidden expression on her face.

            “Hey mom, sorry, I kind of dozed off for awhile,” Lynna said hesitantly.

            Her mother motioned for Lynna to follow her down stairs.  They went down to the living room, where her father, and Lottie were sitting already. She got a little anxious as she sat down alongside her mother, and asked, “What’s going on?” Her parents burst out laughing at seeing her remorseful expression.

            Her mother choked out, “Don’t be so worried!”

“We have a little surprise for you,” said her father heartily. “Since you’ve been getting such good grades, and complaining about the summer, we’ve decided to go to spend a couple weeks visiting family in Ireland, and England-”

            Crash! The coffee table overturned (not breaking though) as Lynna went bounding off the couch in surprise and happiness.

“I’ll take that to mean you want to go after all,” her mother said, smiling.

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VITAL AUTHOR’S NOTE:

This story started my affair with writing and fanfiction. Even though  my shame I wanted to share with you. Somehow with all the mishaps my computer has gone through, even to the point of having to replace the hard drive. I was so traumatized by that occurrence. Please understand that I am now a better writer, and ever tried to re-write, expand, and re-structure this story but gave up on the fourth time. I will post the completely differently angled and less junky version of this one someday, and please criticize me! This story sat in my computer so long it’s burning a whole in my brain.

 I have for a long time moved off of Harry Potter, he will always hold a strong literary place in my heart as a book. I still look forward to numbers six and seven, but I’m obsessed with other subjects at the moment.

This was written before The Order of the Phoenix came out, I was just sick of waiting, so they’re in fifth year. I completed this Thursday, December 21st, 2002 at midnight. I still remember that moment, and how I was jumping around that I’d completed my first long fiction story. Thanks everyone.