Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 1

Ones time here on this planet is not set in stone. There are always things that will change the length of stay. There is no way to determine how long a life may last.

My life since my 11th birthday has never been the same. Before that day I had my life planned out. I was going to finish school, go through university, have a career, get married and have children. My entire plan changed in a single moment.

At first when I received my letter I was excited. I had a whole new world opened up to me. I thought that there was nothing wrong in this new world of mine. That definitely changed during my first year of Hogwarts. It was much more dangerous than the world I grew up in.

It didn't seem to matter which world I was in, I would never fit in. I'm not what society things of as normal. I'm not into sports, make-up or fashion, and I never had that boy crazy phase. I have always been the girl who was the bookworm, one who preferred to read and study. Ever since I was little I have had a thirst for knowledge that could never be quenched. There isn't enough money in the world to make me change either.

Through my seven years at Hogwarts I have never been as naive as many think I am. I know that I am not well liked. I know that Harry and Ron were never really my friends. I know they just pretended so I would help with their schoolwork. I know that several of the teachers, and several other residents of the castle, do not like me because of my intellect. I know that Professor Snape might dislike me with a passion but he still respects me. I have the willingness to work and study unlike my peers, and my intellect is on par with his own.

Though my time at Hogwarts was surrounded by others I know that I am very much alone in this world. I do not have friends.

This past year has been completely unusual. The war has finally come to its final battle. Voldemort has been defeated, but not without a price. Many are dead, from both sides even more were injured. Some still missing.

I know that after the war I can never return to the muggle world, to my parents. To protect them I altered their memories, something that once done, can never be reversed. They don't remember me at all, and they never will.

I have no friends, and no family. It was not a hard decision to come back to school to complete my last and final year. This year is defiantly going to be interesting.