Through The Years

by KatHarvey

Jessica Morgenstern is bound for Gryffindor. Her family had been in that house. But Sorting Hat suggested that Slytherin would also be a good fit for her. It isn't until her fifth year, that she finds out that she is closely related to one of the most famous wizards of her time, and the people she trusted the most had been lying to her, her entire life.

1. Chapter 1

A/N: This fic has been adopted from RandomFandomness. She asked me to continue it. I'm re-posting the prologue, and I am currently typing up chapter one. I will update two days a week- Wednesday and Saturday. This is not my first fanfic; this is just my first fanfic on this site.

Through the Years:

Prologue

October 31, 1981

The streets of London weren't quite as busy as they had been during the day, but they would soon be overcrowded with Muggle children as they travelled door to door in search of candy, dressed in fantastical costumes.

The sun was going down, the shadows growing longer. Street lamps flickered on all over the city, as the sun sank lower and lower. The early trick-or-treaters which consisted of the younger crowd, mostly toddlers and small children, had come out.

One such family were the Morgensterns. Andrew and Isabella Morgenstern, were walking with their year and a half old daughter, Elizabeth, who was swinging from their arms, shrieking in delight as they swung her higher and higher.

To their neighbours, the Morgensterns were just like them- completely normal. Nobody knew that hidden in their coat pockets were wands. Both had graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry nearly half a decade ago. Andrew now worked for the Department of Magical Transportation, whilst Isabella stayed home and looked after their daughter, Elizabeth.

"It doesn't feel safe, to be out like this, Isa."

"I know Andrew, but it's Zoey's first Halloween. Besides, You-know-who isn't after us-"

"You've heard the rumors," interrupted Andrew.

There was a tense silence, then Isabella answered.

"I care about Lily and James as much as you do, we were always together at Hogwarts, but you read what Dumbledore wrote in the letter he sent last week. I want to go to Godric's Hollow too, but we can't attract attention to their house. I wouldn't be surprised if there were several Death Eaters around in the neighbourhood."

"I understand what you're saying Isabella, but I can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen tonight."

Even though Andrew Morgenstern had dropped out of Divination in his fourth year, he couldn't have been more right.

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Over in Godric's Hollow, a bright green flash of light burst from the tip of a wand. A body fell to the floor, followed by maniac laughter. Two infants bawled, as if they somehow knew their parents were dead, despite one being a little over a year old, and the other, barely a month old.

The night Harry Potter became the Boy Who Lived, was the night he forgot about his little sister.