It was November twenty fourth. I was having a good time in my classes, pulling pranks with Fred and James(blushes), talking with Rosie and stuff, but then it happened.

Arthur Weasley died.

His wife, Molly Weasley, invited me to his funeral.

I really don't know why, but maybe it was for James and Fred's support through it. I don't know, but I went anyway. I got around to writing a few letters while I was there. By there, I meant at the Potters. So we stayed for a week.

Perfect timing. Of course, The Fall Holiday was during that, so we weren't missing any school work or something. I mean, well, ecsept for the homework that wasn't completed. Ah. Teachers.

They give you homework even when your going through something tragic.

On the first day, early in the morning, I wrote to Annabeth. It read:

'Hey, Annabeth!

I haven't gotten around to writing you and Percy lately. Sorry about that. Homework, time differences, detention, school, sleeping, eating, pooing, chatting with McGonagall (long, long story- may or may not of resulted in a detention with James and Fred), classes, etc.

Anyway, I wanted to chat. I could of done Iris Messaging, but itd be weird if I used water out of the lou or something, and someone walked in...

So! How's everything at you and Thalia's school? Any word from Chiron at all? Clarisse? Grover? Percy? Thalia- oh wait. That's a stupid question to ask.

I haven't. Kind of weird, but hey, I guess that's what our lives are- weird.

I really miss you guys, and at Christmas I hope to arrange a advent for Thalia, Percy, Grover, you and me to hang out, and get burgers or something. Maybe see a movie, hockey or basketball, or a football game, see the Statue of Liberty or something.

Don't scold me that monsters might attack. I've realized that. Twice this year...

Once, earlier this year, a Lastrogarian Giant attacked me. I was almost murdered- not by the giant. By her.

I was almost murdered by Hera! Talk about hatred....

A few weeks ago, it was a fury disguised As a student. I hit my head, but I'm all right.

And if this is intercepted- then we need to ask eachother personal question. So, here's mine. (I need an answer, so I know it's you, Annabeth Chase)

What was the first thing you said to Percy?

Sincerly,

Sky Smith.'

I wrote to Percy as well.

'Surp, Percy?

It's Sky!

Haven't gotten around to writing you lot lately, you know with all the boring school stuff. Some of its not boring, but you know what I mean.

How's life going for ya?

Heard from Chiron? Annabeth? Thalia? Clarisse? Grover? I haven't. Just wrote to Annabeth, though. I'm using two different owls, so don't freak out when an owl comes to you.

Hogwarts is amazing! It's architecture is amazing. Annabeth would love it. I didn't tell her about it, I didn't want to have to read a lengthy letter about stone and stuff. Don't tell her I said that, okay?

The classes are pretty cool, and yes, Percy, I will try to smuggle you some treacle tart. I won't get caught, I've gone to the kitchens since first year a lot. It's really cool! So much food.....

Man, I sound like Grover... They DON'T have tin cans, so.... Grover wouldnt like the food.

I've wondered how it's all been. Had any weird dreams lately? I just thought you might, because I have. Same thing every time.

Also- what's going on in the Greek world is serious (no pun intended). So, I ran this clever idea I had by Chiron, last time I saw him. He thought it was wonderful! I mean, me? Clever? That's a first!

It's only right, I case this is intercepted that each time I'll ask you a personal question only you would know. And you'd answer when you'd reply, and ask me the same sortof questions. Okay. Heres the question:

What did I say after we came back from the Underworld?

Love from,

Sky Smith.'

Tiying them up, I slid down the banister like James and I normally do.

Mr. Potter was at work, so I went to Mrs. Potter, who was making breakfast.

"Er... Mrs. Potter, would you mind if I could borrow two of your owls to deliever two letters?" she smiled.

"Of course, dear! I've told you, call me and Mr. Potter Ginny and Harry." I shook my head. "I've been taught to call you by Mrs. And Mr. My whole life, so it'd be kinda rude if I didn't. That's how I got expelled once in first grade. I called my Speech teacher Dave instead of Mr. Cook. Harsh teachers, American muggles.." she smiled as I insulted my own orgin. Americans.

I found two owls, Mooney, who was a snowy white owl, and tied Annabeths letter to it. The other was named Piggy, who was James, and he was a cute brown owl. They flew off, after I gave them a treat.

"thanks, Mrs. Potter for letting me borrow the owls." I sat down at the table, reading the 'Daily Prophet'. "No problem, dear."

I could see the hurt behind her eyes of her father who had recently passed because of a heart attack.

"I'm sorry about your dad, by the way." "thanks, Sky. He was getting old, you know?" she say across from me. She got teary eyed, and embarrassed, tried to wipe the, away.

"it's okay, you can cry. Sometimes, crying when your sad is the best coping method. Just remember all the good times you had." she smiled.

"have you felt this way? Because that's really good advice." I nodded.

"yea, quite a few times, actually. Most summers I see all those monsters die, so it still counts. I've seen innocent demi-gods die as well, and I think maybe a god. And then there's my mom. I had tears, I sobbed, but it was much easier."

"Whys that?" she asked me, curious, and shocked.

"it's much harder if someone you know, love, trust, live with, who loves you, cares for you dies. You'll feel heart broken and sad..." I frowned, and continued.

"However, if you hardly know them... Or see them, speak to them, kinda live with them, loved them a bit, but they never loved you back, had to pay the bills, insurance, groceries, house keeping, bailing someone out of jail, it's kinda easier. Espacialey...." I frowned some more.

"if they never said they loved you. It hurts more if it's a........ Yea, a mom." I lightly laughed. "But, you know, your dad was pretty awesome, and I've spoken to him a lot since last Christmas. Not you know, like, family or friend like stuff, but I'd answer his questions for him. Not everybody's willing to answer him, and get annoyed with his facingation with muggle stuff, and plugs, cords, and what not, but he probably wants an answer."

Mrs. Potter smiled at me, and asked me a series of questions.

"What's the purpose of a rubber duck?" "to make little kids have company in the bath tub when their little." "how do muggles manage without magic?" "Er... Well, maybe... Never thought if it.l. Buti guess that they just think their akright. Nothing abnormal in the world, you know, they are pretty clever, some of them. They created tv, and etc. So, well, yea."

"thanks, Sky. Your really helping me through this."

"don't mention it, isn't that what your first born sons best friend is for?" she laughed. "perhaps. James talks about you all the time when he's home." I blushed furiously.

"he does? I mean, I have with him and Fred, but James more... This is pretty awkward.." "no, it really not. When I first met Harry, I was like 'OMGITSTHEBOYWHOLIVED.' never thought he'd fall for me, like I always hoped. And, well, he did, and sparks, you know?" "yea."

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Well, by Friday, it was time for the funeral. We had to wear black. Not that hard for me, actually.

I wore a pretty black dress with straps on my shoulder. It had little ruffles at the bottom, we're black lace covered the bottom half. It was up to my knees. The top half was smooth, with small rhinestones on the little part connecting the bottom and top half.

I wore black flats with little bows on them. They were just the right size. I thought they might be too small and cut off my foots circulation. I kind of need my feet, so....

My jet black hair that reached down to my mid chest was loosely curled. My side bangs were clipped back with bobby pins, the black pins forming an x shape. I loosely ruled my hair once more, for perfection.

I put in small diamond earrings, and I put a small diamond earring in my earlobe, and moved onto my make up.

I didn't need any of that complexion stuff, my skins pale enough, and I don't have any pimples- just a few sweat bumps on my fore head. I had a small amount of natural make up for my eye shadow, black volume mascara for my eyelashes, and a cherry lipgloss on my lips.

Beautiful.

Lily looked really pretty as well. She wore a cute little black dress to her knees, and it was like satin. It had a big black sparkly flower on its left strap. She wore black flats. Her red hair was curled, and down her back. I put a little makeup on her, and I made it hard to notice so James and Al wouldn't freak out. She put in similar earrings to me, minus the earlobe one.

"You look beautiful, Lily." "You do too! Your like, my older sister." "your like my little sister. I the youngest sibling in my family." literally.

Oh, yea. The Weasleys know who my dad is... I mean, the WHOLE family. So I really mean the youngest.

I held her hand, like a sister would, and we walked down stairs. Mrs. Potter looked pretty in her black dress that was similar to mine, except the lace and rhinestones.

Mr. Potter wore a cool suit, with a black tie, and a black button down shirt, with black shoes. He tried to tame his messy black hair, but failed. It looked pretty neat though, and it stayed in place, but it was still a bit wild.

Al was wearing a similar thing like his dad, except he wore a smaller size, obviously. He tried to tame his hair as well. It managed to stay in place, but his skater cut really dent need any taming.

James looked... Awesome. Man.... So cute...

He wore a cool suit, with a black tie, and a suit like his father, and he had black skater shoes. They were completely black, with black laces. They looked fine on him, and his outfit.

James' hair- his.... Awesome...... Sort of cury, black, windswept hair was like normal. I found myself lost in his hazel-brown eyes. Lily squeezed my hand, and I snapped out of it.

I blushed. So did James.

We walked by each other once we flooed to the cemetery. It was pretty akward, actually.

"You look.. Uh... Beautiful." "same to you- uh, I mean handsome.." I said. He smirked. We found Fred. He wore the similar type thing. But James was way cuter.

Shit. What if someone's reading my.... Crapazoid! Never mind that was weird.

Crapazoid? That's a new word....

The three if us sat by eachother. The coffin thingy was in front if us. We all took turns going up there.

Believe it or not, I've only seen a coffin once. When moms dad died. Not like she went.

Oh, she didn't.

Actually, she was in fucking jail.

Once I went up there, everybody was watching. It felt uncomfortable. It felt worse when some dude by the name Mundugnus or something said a little too loudly,

"Look at that chicks arse! Man..... Those... Her chest is... Her body is... I wanna seduce her... Isnt her name Sky?"

That happened as I was walking up there. I'd get back at him later.

I looked at Arthur, and thought to myself, and to him, and the gods:

"well, I barely knew you, but your awesome, actually. I've known you for about a little less thn a year, but I consider you and Molly the grandparents I never had. Same with Ginny and Harry. Not like grandparents- more like godparents. And... I'm gonna miss you, Arthur. I don't cry usauly. But I am right now. I'll never forget you, Arthur. And you'll always be in my heart."

I got one last look before the coffin closed, and they lowered it into the ground. Tears leaked, and I managed to keep my makeup alright. (thank you, Aphrodite!)

We all went to the Burrow.

Indent of everyone, Mudungus said, again too loudly:

"I mean, Kingsley, look at that girls ass! I mean... Those boobs.. Barely have them, but you see a little cleveage.. Man, I wanna have... How old is she? I wanna seduce her!"

He spoke that in the microphone.

'Dad, please try to strike him with lightning. Not here, but later.' I prayed to Zeus.

Meanwhile, as he kept saying he wanted to seduce me and that crap, I got pissed.

I was so angry, my face was red from anger! My sky blue eyes had begun to form lightning bolts in them.

James and Fred backed away, not wanting to feel my wrath. Good choice.

I stormed up towards the microphone, and growled, shocking the lot:

"Listen, perv, I'm twelve, and guess what? You are being a sexual harasser! I don't like it! I could report you to some... I don't know.... Mean organization where the put sexual harassers in prison, but I'm gonna be nice to you here. I won't do that, only if you so tha verbal harassment again. "

On a rage, I continued, still growling, so everyone could hear:

"and, really, you perv, I'm angry." "so? A twelve year old girl is angry!" James and Fred fae palmed.

I got angrier then I already was.

"I CAN GET SO ANGRY, THAT I'LL KICK YOU INTO THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER IN THE MIDWEST OF AMERICA! I'LL KICKYOU INTO NEXT WEEK! IF YOU DON'T STOP, THAT IS! I AM NOT A GOOD PERSON TO GET ANGRY."

"theres... Lightning bolts in your eyes.." he squeaked, scared.

"CHILD! I WAS WARNNED ABOUT YOU! DUMBLEDORE,I OVER HEARED YEARS AGO, SAID A DAUGHTER OF ZEUS WOULD COME ONE DAY! THE FIRST EVER DEMI-WITCH IN THE WORLD!"

My face softened. I wastsill pissed, but embarrassed. And he was announcing it to the whole lot at the Burrow.

"YOUR A DISGRACE, AND YOUR SO VIOLENT! I'VE HEARD STORIES ABOUT THE CHILDREN OF THE GREEK GODS! THEYRE ALL BITCHES, ESPICALY ZEUS DEMI-GOD KIDS!"

I glared at him. He was gonna regret this.

"EVERYBODY- PROTECT YOUR KIDS FORM THIS THING CALLED....IT! SHE WILL KILL YOUR CHILDREN, AND YOU. I KNOW ABOUT HOW YOU DEFEND YOURSELVES. WITH SWORDS, DAGGARS, AND GREEK BATTLE CRAP! THE WHOLE WORLD NEEDS TO BE WARNNED- THSI GIRL IS A THREAT TO US ALL! NOW, DEMI-WITCH, THERE'S SOME NICE LITTLE MUGGLE CHILDREN OVER THERE! HOW ABOUTYOU GO AND MURDER THEM, EH!?"

He was sirius. No pun intended.

I huffed, and stomped away.

Some parents (not the Potters/Weasleys) shielded their kids as I stomped pass.

"I WILL USE THIS WAND TO KILL YOU, BITCH!"

The parents protecting their kids from me said similar things, not all of them so nice.

Mad? I'm not mad. Not at all.

I'm fine!

Just. Dandy.

Somehow, once I got into the Burrow, my anger caused accidental magic, and I apparated.

Where to?

To effing Hogwarts.

My trunk appeared in my hand. I wrote a quick note to the Potters. It said:

'apparently, peopl think I'm a threat. I don't blame them.

This is hard to write, my dyslexia and ADHD is acting up.

But there's only three days left in this break. So, I'm going to Hogwarts. Nothin personal. I love yo guys, your like the family I never had.

I mean my mom, and all the family (excluding my dad) not in my life. And that's what you and the rest othe Weasleys are to me.

I'll see you, James, Al, Fred, Rosie, etc. at Hogwarts. And Mr. and Mrs. Potter, you invited me for Christmas, and it's a yes, of course! But I already talked to you about this, but I'll arrive the day before Christmas Eve at your house. I'm going to visit camp. Lily and Hugo, and Mr. Ron Weasley, I'll see ya at Christmas. And Mrs. Hermione Weasley, I'll see ya in Transfiguration on Tuesday.

I love you all. Mudungus just pissed me off- and all the people who pointed their wands at me. And sometimes I need to... Cool off. You know? And, well...

James, I know my dad spoke with you. He did with Fred too, I believe. I don't know what he said, but I'm pretty sure it's some thing about blah blah blah Krnos blah blah blah December twenty first, her birthday, which is the Winter Solsitce, the longest day of the year, itll be bad, like every year yada yada yada.

And.. James? You actually did look handsome tonight. I was telling the truth.

Love from,

Skylar Alana Pandora Smith, the proud daughter of Zeus, who won't let those mean wizards, muggles, monsters, gods, titans, Kronos, demi-gods, etc. put me down.'

I apparated to Hogwarts. Which I don't know how it's possible, but whatever. I was the only student there. And.... Maybe I liked be alone for three days.

Because, well....

I'm used to it, but they aren't.

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Pretty crappy chapter, I know. I don't know, but I like it.

Huh.

How can I like it and think its crappy?

Anyway:

I would like people to participate in the contest for this book. I'll set a due date soon, once I see people actually competing.

Llamas are awesome, like always.

Guys, you should read these books:

The Other Potter Series by SecretNinja

Lifes Unfair like that, and WTFred, this book is about me!? By BobtheChincilla

Harry Potters Twin(Nixie that is) by Unicorns (forgot other part of it, sorry)

Shell know someday, and a life that's happy and unfair by Pottersocks

Jinx-Not-So-Malfoy Series by purplecatgirl

Love from,

~ Kat

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