[i]The World, was not the same as it used to be. Black Forces...Forces of Lord Voldemort were gathering. The events of the 6th year for Hogwarts Students...would change their lives. And begin a war.....[/i]

The wounds of Sirius' death were still fresh. The images, still flashed through everyone's eyes. But more so Harry and Arianna's. Harry, had lost his God-Father. Arianna had lost her father, the one person she spent years wanting to know...and so little time with..before his death.

[i]I killed Sirius Black! I killed Sirius Black![/i] Bellatrix's voice still haunted her mind. Every single day. At night it was worse. The nightmares...The images of her father falling dead...replayed in her mind so strongly. It took every ounce of her being, not to kill Bellatrix Lestrange right there and then...even though she wanted to. She and Harry, both wanted to...and had tried. But if it wasn't for their strong will, and being stopped by their friends...it might have happened. 

But Aria swore to herself. One day, she would get her revenge. One day, Bellatrix...would feel. How she and Harry felt, when she took Sirius away from them and those he had loved. Even if, the Black family were extended relatives to the Malfoys. Arianna could not think of Bellatrix, as family. The woman was a monster...she was not someone, Arianna would call 'Aunt' or look up to. But it did not change the fact...they were still related. As much as Arianna wanted to change her family. That was something, she could not change.


What mattered was, that she and her friends would stick together. Arianna had been close to Harry, Hermione and the Weasley's since they had met. Harry, being like a brother to her. She couldn't let him get hurt...she wouldn't.

As she stared out of the window. Arianna leaned her head back against the wall. She was at the Burrow, the last few days of the Summer Holidays, she was spending with Hermione and the Weasley's. But honestly, she couldn't wait to go back to school...get mind off of things. But she wasn't exactly thrilled of seeing her distant cousins Draco...or Minerva who'd be attending this year.

[i]However,[/i]

For Harry. The Summer Holidays were about end bit differently. For he was about to get a visit from Dumbledore, that evening. He was sitting in a small cafe, reading the Newspaper. Death-Eaters had caused Chaos in London. After an attack, on a bridge. He sighed to himself. They really were going to more trouble, to get noticed in the Muggle World.

"Who's Harry Potter?" The young dark haired girl, from behind the counter asked. As she walked past Harry's table.

"Oh...no one. A bit of a tosser really." Harry replied.

"Funny! That paper of yours." The girl replied, with a smile. "I could have sworn,I saw a picture of you a month ago." Harry smiled to himself. Before he could ask her when she finished. "11, That's when I get off. You can tell me about that Tosser, Harry Potter."

It seemed, Harry had a date that night. But as he looked out of the window. He noticed Professor Dumbledore, standing on the Platform. It seemed, like he had arrived. He hadn't been there a few moments ago.