The Girl Who Lived

A/N:

HEY! It's Cynder here.

God, if you clicked on this or read it already, I want to give you a massive, massive thank you.

Thank you for reading my story. Thank you for dealing with the crappy writing of my younger self.

This authors note is from 2014, years after I published this. I have improved immensely in writing, and have seriously debated on deleting this story because of how horrible the writing is. i'm ashamed that it's on my profile because of how seriously bad it is. I re-wrote the first chapter here, but I couldn't go further. I couldn't read the horrible....

You get it. So, wether you like bad writing or not, thank you, so much. But this is your warning, and i'm so, so sorry. Check my profile for my other fanfic's and better writing. :D Love you!

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I groaned, "This can not be happening!"

"Aye, it's happening."

I gave Moody a blank stare.

This is impossible! It's a fictional world!

I groaned once more. Let's rewind time a bit, shall we?

Here i am, sat in my bedroom, reading the Harry Potter series for the umptheenth time, (I lost track of how many times i've actually read them), when i see a flash of green light outside my bedroom window. No more than half an hour later, i hear a loud crack! and two men and a woman are standing in my bedroom.

"Are you Rosaline Danielle Potter?" The one with the large electric blue eyeball asked.

"Who wants to know?" I retorted. Talk about stranger danger! And how did they get in my room? "Who are you anyways?"

"That's not important right now." The same guy said.

"Okay, i'm lost. What's going on here?"

"You need to come with us." The girl said.

I studied them for a few seconds. The girl had firey pink hair and kind eyes. Tha tall man in the middle had brown hair with streaks of grey, and a vageuly pointed face. Lastly, the man on the left end- the one with the blue eyeball- was short, scarred, and grumpy looking.

"Not to be rude, but i just met you guys, an-" I stopped abruptly when i spotted the small sticks in their hands.

Oh.

"Are you guys wizards?"

"Yes."

"Why are you here?"

"There's been a slight...disturbance."

"Which involves me how?"

"There have been sightings in the ares."

"What kind of sightings?"

"You certantly are curious." the grumpy one said.

"Death eater sightings."

Blimey! Am i dreaming?

"Still, what does it have to do with me?"

"You parents were involved in their activities."

"So...that flash of light? They're dead?"

"I'm sorry for your losses."

"We've been rude." The one in the middle stepped forward and smiled. "Remus Lupin."