A/N: Ok, you guys had better love me. I mean really, you'd better love me soooooo much right now. I was so excited to write this first chapter (even though it isn't very long) that I neglected my other stories! So here is the formal apology to Ron and Hermione, Flying High and the Harry Potter and the Next Generation series (which I have been negelecting for a while now). I am sooooo sorry. Now, on to the main event: GW Loses her Memories.



"You really don't have any other choice."

"I am a free person."

"Not really."

"The answer is still no."

"That is not for you to decide."

"Please, just don't…"

"It's too late for that. Just sit still."


"No one will hear you. No one can help you. You are all alone, now. OBLITERATE!!!"

Gwen woke up with a scream in a flash of light. The alarm clock next to her bed was going off loudly. She sat bolt upright and mumbled around on her nightstand for her wand before banging her hand down on the top of the alarm clock. When that didn't work, she sighed and got up, letting it run with a male voice who went by the name of River on some British wizard radio station.

"Good morning to you all out there! It is another beautiful day here in, well, I can't say where we are, there re still Death Eaters on the loose. Today marks the anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts, the battle that ended our fateful war. Many people are gathering today at Hogwarts to commemorate the fallen in the war with a new monument, set to go up on the grounds. But this is Potterwatch after all, so let's see what's going on in the life of Harry Potter today.

"As we all know, no one has heard much from the Boy-Who-Lived since the death of his close personal friend, Ginny Weasley in a rescue mission to save more than a dozen of his friends from where they were being held in Azkaban. It has been six months since he came out of hiding and we are all wondering what will happen next for him. He has been living out in Godric's Hollow with his godson ever since the incident with his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, who embark today on a reconnaissance mission to Australia. No one is really sure why yet, but we hope to soon find out. Now onto sports…"

Gwen stopped listening at this point and turned on the shower. After hopping out 10 minutes later, she got dressed and hurried off to work, thinking the entire time about "The-Boy-Who-Lived." His face still plastered every magazine and newspaper article for miles around, especially in Sydney, where Gwen worked for the ministry in the Foreign Affairs department. She basically acted as a guide for ambassadors and important tourists. The reason she was so interested in Harry Potter, at the moment, was that she was guiding his two best friends around on their mission. Not incredibly important, but still, it was a job. And she had heard that they were nice.

She took her broom to work everyday. She loved flying and wished she could have done it professionally, but she had injured herself on the Quidditch pitch and made it near impossible to play more than a pickup match against her siblings. Oh, she should probably call Em when she got home. She would owl Tris and Evan, too. They worried when she didn't.

Gwen ducked under a cloud and then she saw it. Her office. After landing on the roof, along with a steady flow of her fellows, she was blatantly ignored. No one here liked her, for some reason, even though she had only started working here six months ago.

"Get out and make friends!" Em had told her in her last letter. "God knows you need a best mate!"

Gwen had to agree, but no one seemed to want to be friends with her and Gwen really didn't feel like trying. Her family was enough, right? Either way, it was time for work and Gwen had to leave the outside air of sunny Sydney for the fluorescent lights of a desk zombie. You'd think people who use magic would have created a magical way to have better lighting.

A/N: Ok, here is what we know (at least, what I know and should inform you of): Gwen (or Gwenivere, 19) Warwick lives in Sydney, Australia, works a boring desk job for the Australian Ministry of Magic and has three siblings, Tristan (Tris, 21), Emer (Em, 18) and Evander (Evan, 18 (he and Em are twins)). Their parents died two years ago and Tristan has been the breadwinner for the family ever since. All four enjoy Quidditch and think they have lived in Australia their entire lives. Obviously, R & H are coming to Australia to find Hermione's parents, but what will happen next? Keep reading! I promise this one will be shorter and the ending will be happier!