Author: Oliver's Prinzess
Title: Quidditch Exchange
Summary: Hogwarts and an American Wizardry school decided to experiment with an exchange student program just for Quidditch players. This year gets interesting when Ron Harry Hermione and Fred, meet George's pen pal, the exchange player from America, Onyx Christie, but who is she really? And what does she have in common with Harry? Read on to find out…..
Disclaimer: If I owned them, do you think I would share them with you? Just kidding. I only own Onyx, and the Christies: Liz & Rick, also Jeff and Lucinda Malfoy Black.
Chapter One: The Wrenches That Life Throws
Ron and Harry were in the living room of the Weasleys' home. Harry had come to stay with the Weasleys almost every summer since his unfortunate "accident" of blowing his "Aunt" up like a balloon. The boys were playing a game of chess in front of the fire, which was more for light than warmth, George and Fred were up in their room, and Ginny was helping Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen. Harry looked at the clock, it didn't really tell the time, like muggle clocks but where people were at that time, it showed that Mr. Weasley and Percy were still at work.
"So when is Hermione arriving?" Harry looked at his chess pieces.
"She isn't staying with us, but we will see her at Diagon Alley though." Ron was still pondering his move when a loud tapping could be heard from one of the windows.
Mrs. Weasley let the big owl in. It had a letter fastened to its leg. "George! You have an owl!"
"Coming Mum!" could be heard from above.
"Whose owl is that?" Harry nodded at the strange owl that was hooting softly while Ginny gave it a cookie.
"Oh, that's just George's Pen Pal's owl." Ron answered nonchalantly. "Check-mate."
George could be heard running down the winding stairs as he made his way to the kitchen. "It'd be much easier if I could just apparate down 'ere." He muttered as he made it to the landing.
"Here dear, you better hurry, before Ginny feeds the owl all of the cookies." She went back to her cooking.
"Spike, 'lemmie see the letter, then you can go." He unfastened the letter from the owl and sat in the chair that was opposite Ginny.
As he read the letter a big smile lit up his face. Then it faded.
George,
I can't wait till we will finally get to meet. I hope everyone there is well. It seems that everyone here can't wait to be rid of me. I am not that bad of a person I assure you. I found out that my travel plans have changed, so unfortunately I won't get to meet you all until the train. See you at the platform.
Love, (I always say that at the end of letters, don't worry.)
Onyx
"Who was the letter from dear?" Mrs. Weasley inquired form her place at the stove.
"It's from Onyx, she won't be coming here after all." George replied with a slightly disappointed tone.
"Has something happened?"
"No, 'er travel plans changed last minute, so we won't see 'er until we arrive at the platform." George quickly wrote a reply to Onyx and sent the owl away.
"That's a shame, well cheer up, I am sure you will still have time to get to know her the train. Now get the boys and go wash up, dinner is just about done." Mrs. Weasley smiled at the retreating form of her son, and then went back to cooking.
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Three Months Before
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Onyx sat on her bed and stared out the window at the starry sky. She was excited about this school year. She was going to be in her fifth year at Salem Academy of Magic. She was the top chaser on her house Quidditch team. She stood up and walked out of her room. Her small house sat in the middle of a quiet muggle neighbor hood. It was a cozy home, it only housed three people, Onyx and her God-Parents. They had lived there ever since Onyx was three.
She'd been living with them ever since she could remember. They made sure that she new exactly who and what she was. She new that these people, with whom she had been living with most of her fifteen years were not her parents. Her parents were dead, but she had never known the reason. But then when Onyx was ten, she had asked Liz, her 'God-Mother', about her parents' deaths.
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Flash Back
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Liz sat down hard on the settee, she had always known that her God-Daughter was going to ask about her parents death, but she still wasn't sure how she was going to tell this young girl that her parents had been murdered. The question was, how was she going to be able to handle it?
"Well love, it is really difficult for me explain this, but I know that you need to hear it." Liz took a breath and looked over at the young girl, "You were only about two, your uncle Sirius had just picked you up to take you abroad for a short holiday while your parents went to their conference up-state. They came home about a week later, I was watching over the house while they were away, they arrived home and couldn't wait to see you again. I had told them that you and your uncle would be home the next day. I left shortly after they had returned." Liz's eyes had started to water. She gave the girl a reassuring smile and continued her story, "I hadn't heard anything from your parents, I went to pick you and your uncle up at the airport, and everything had seemed normal until we arrived at the house." She took a breath, a single tear had fell, and the little girl that sat before her just looked so confused. "When Sirius and I walked in, I screamed so loud it woke you up from your place in Sirius' arms. He handed you to me and checked your parents, he shook his head like this was all some kind of sick joke his brother was playing. But it wasn't. Sirius looked at me, and all I could see was the scared little boy that I had met my first day at school. I handed you back to your uncle and as calmly as I could, I walked to the fireplace and tossed the summoning powder into the flames, the first name that came into my mind was Rick, he was an Auror that was stationed in America at the embassy. As soon as the information of your parents left my lips, he apparated and held me in his arms. He noticed Sirius holding you and looked into his face. The haunted, lost look was there in full force. Rick looked down at me and told me everything would be fine. He summoned more Aurors and then sent Sirius, you and myself away, just until they could figure out who had done this. When we left, I told Sirius that he should go back to England, and tell the others, before they had to read it in the paper. We said our goodbyes and then Sirius pulled out a port-key, and then he was gone."
"Where is he now? Why don't I remember him?" Christine had tears in her eyes.
"A few months after your parents funeral, their good friends, James and Lily Potter met the same fate. The same evil wizard that took your parents' lives, took theirs as well. Only their little boy survived, he was about the same age as you, he was the one who stopped the evil wizard. Your uncle was supposed to have been the Potters' Secret Keeper, but something happened, he had been blamed for telling where they were. He fled; a week later he was charged with the murder of one of his best friends and twelve muggles. He has been in Azkaban ever since." Liz wiped the remainder of her tears away and looked at Christine, she was the picture image of her mother, right down to the pale white hair and skin. Christine looked at Liz, he big blue eyes full of tears for parents and friends she never even knew.
Liz reached over and held Christine, "Shh, love its alright. Your parents are in a happier place now."
"Tell me the name of the one who did this," Christine seemed much older than ten at that moment, her face a mix of rage and sorrow, "Who could have caused this much pain for two families."
"It was He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named, the dark Lord Voldemort. But you'll never have to face him. He is dead and can't harm another soul…."
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End Flash back
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Onyx walked into the kitchen where Liz was reading the post, Onyx's big gray owl was sitting on the back of one of the chairs.
"Onyx dear, there is a letter for you," a small smile played at her lips as she handed the letter to Onyx.
Onyx looked at the letter, she didn't recognize the handwriting on the front, and seal on the back was unfamiliar too. She looked at Liz quizzically. Liz nodded for her to open it. Onyx shrugged and broke the seal, and unfolded the letter.
Miss Christine Ameilé Black
2435 Cornerstone Pkwy
Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Dear Miss Black,
My name is Professor Albus Dumbledor, and I am the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We here would like to extend an invitation to join our newest exchange program. Your headmaster at Salem Academy recommended you for our Quidditch exchange program. I here you are a very excellent student as well.
Then as far as the exchange program will go, you will attend all of your classes here at Hogwarts and play for the house team of the player that you are replacing. Do to your special gift, we are offering a tutoring session, if you choose to take it.
I understand that as of now you are living under an assumed name. If you so choose you may use it here to ensure your safety. We hope to hear your reply to our offer very soon.
Sincerely,
Prof. A. Dumbledor
Onyx stared at the letter in disbelief all her life she had always wanted to go to Hogwarts. She stared at Liz, who was grinning like an insane person.
"Liz, did you know about this?" she nodded.
"Professor Lowery owled me about it a week ago. We are so proud of you. You are finally going home." Liz smiled and looked at Onyx.
"Home?"
"Yes, you were born in London. You have family there, rather friends of your parents."
"But if that was true, why have I lived here all of my life. Why is it that I finally think I have it all figured out, something like this gets thrown in?" Onyx lashed out. 'So that is what a sullen teenager looks like.' Liz mused. "I mean hey I'd love to go to England and Hogwarts, it's everything I had always wanted. But why now?"
"That is something I don't know the answer to. I do know that your parents fled to America to get away from something, but she never said what it was, and like the friend that I was I went with your parents. But now that I think about it, I think it had to do a lot with your parents' deaths." Liz took a sip of her tea.
"Oh." Onyx absent-mindedly petted her cat that had curled up in the chair next to her. This was a lot to take in. 'Home, it just sounds wrong.' Onyx stared at the letter. Then she perked up, "Isn't Hogwarts where you and my parents went to school?"
"Yes." Liz reviewed the report that was in her hand. Liz was an assistant to the Minister of Magic at the American Ministry of Magic. "I remember meeting your parents too. They were in their second year at Hogwarts my first year. Your father was in the same house as me, Gryffindor. Your mother was in Ravenclaw. From what I had heard, it was a total scandal, your mother was the only Malfoy to never get sorted into Slytherin, unlike her twin who did."
"Wait, mum had a twin? I have family in England, and you are telling me that my mother was part of a family of dark wizards?" Onyx was speechless.
"Let me finish the story before you jump to any conclusions okay?" Onyx nodded. "As I was saying, your mother and her twin were in separate houses, she and your father had fallen in love when they were in their fifth year. They hung around your father Jeff's younger brother Sirius and his friends. Remember I told you about the Potters? Well this was when they were in forth year. James, Sirius, Remus, and they're rat faced follower Peter all hated Malfoy's. They treated your mum, Lucinda Malfoy, like a sister, but they could not stand Lucius. When your parents graduated they wanted to get married. But Lucius and your grandfather forbade it. So your mum and dad pretended that their relationship was over. But they always were together when they had the chance. Your mum and Lily Potter, the Potters had gotten married right out of Hogwarts, and myself all went to Auror training together, as did your father, Sirius and James. I never really paid much attention to Peter so I don't know what happened to him then." Liz shrugged and continued. "Around the time Lily got pregnant with her son, your mother was pregnant with you. Well the odd thing was, so did Lucius' wife Narcissa. See your parents had eloped, but they never stayed with each other, they were still hiding it from her family."
"Wouldn't everyone notice that mum was pregnant too?"
"She used to use charms and spells to hide it. The first few months of your life you lived with the Potters and their son, that way your parents new that you would be safe. Lucy hated the lie she was living, she wanted her real family together. So one night she and your father and you, fled here. I came with so they could have a Secret Keeper. Rick and I still don't know how they found your parents. We were lucky that you were with the Potters when the attack happened. So that means that you are still a secret. The Malfoys don't have any idea that you are Lucy's daughter."
"Okay, I get it now. So if I do this exchange program, I will always be known as Onyx Christie." Onyx still couldn't believe it. 'I have family but they don't even know I exist. Bugger.'
"Yes, that's only if you want. But there has been a rumor going around the Ministry that Sirius Black has been cleared of all charges, he is no longer on the run." Liz smiled; she looked at the girl that she raised as her own. Now she was all grown up.
"I think I want to be Onyx. If I see my uncle Sirius, I let him know. But I don't want questions form other people." Onyx stood up and got some parchment from the writing desk. She began her reply to Hogwarts.
"Okay love."
Dear Prof. Dumbledor,
I accept your invitation for the exchange program. This will be an experience that I think my change my life. I also would like to inform you of my decision to remain under my alias, Onyx Elena Christie. I am excited to finally visit Hogwarts and all of magical London. Thank you very much for this chance.
Sincerely,
Onyx Christie
Dumbledor set the letter on his desk and smiled. "Fawks, I believe this will be the year that will change everything."
Title: Quidditch Exchange
Summary: Hogwarts and an American Wizardry school decided to experiment with an exchange student program just for Quidditch players. This year gets interesting when Ron Harry Hermione and Fred, meet George's pen pal, the exchange player from America, Onyx Christie, but who is she really? And what does she have in common with Harry? Read on to find out…..
Disclaimer: If I owned them, do you think I would share them with you? Just kidding. I only own Onyx, and the Christies: Liz & Rick, also Jeff and Lucinda Malfoy Black.
Chapter One: The Wrenches That Life Throws
Ron and Harry were in the living room of the Weasleys' home. Harry had come to stay with the Weasleys almost every summer since his unfortunate "accident" of blowing his "Aunt" up like a balloon. The boys were playing a game of chess in front of the fire, which was more for light than warmth, George and Fred were up in their room, and Ginny was helping Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen. Harry looked at the clock, it didn't really tell the time, like muggle clocks but where people were at that time, it showed that Mr. Weasley and Percy were still at work.
"So when is Hermione arriving?" Harry looked at his chess pieces.
"She isn't staying with us, but we will see her at Diagon Alley though." Ron was still pondering his move when a loud tapping could be heard from one of the windows.
Mrs. Weasley let the big owl in. It had a letter fastened to its leg. "George! You have an owl!"
"Coming Mum!" could be heard from above.
"Whose owl is that?" Harry nodded at the strange owl that was hooting softly while Ginny gave it a cookie.
"Oh, that's just George's Pen Pal's owl." Ron answered nonchalantly. "Check-mate."
George could be heard running down the winding stairs as he made his way to the kitchen. "It'd be much easier if I could just apparate down 'ere." He muttered as he made it to the landing.
"Here dear, you better hurry, before Ginny feeds the owl all of the cookies." She went back to her cooking.
"Spike, 'lemmie see the letter, then you can go." He unfastened the letter from the owl and sat in the chair that was opposite Ginny.
As he read the letter a big smile lit up his face. Then it faded.
George,
I can't wait till we will finally get to meet. I hope everyone there is well. It seems that everyone here can't wait to be rid of me. I am not that bad of a person I assure you. I found out that my travel plans have changed, so unfortunately I won't get to meet you all until the train. See you at the platform.
Love, (I always say that at the end of letters, don't worry.)
Onyx
"Who was the letter from dear?" Mrs. Weasley inquired form her place at the stove.
"It's from Onyx, she won't be coming here after all." George replied with a slightly disappointed tone.
"Has something happened?"
"No, 'er travel plans changed last minute, so we won't see 'er until we arrive at the platform." George quickly wrote a reply to Onyx and sent the owl away.
"That's a shame, well cheer up, I am sure you will still have time to get to know her the train. Now get the boys and go wash up, dinner is just about done." Mrs. Weasley smiled at the retreating form of her son, and then went back to cooking.
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Three Months Before
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Onyx sat on her bed and stared out the window at the starry sky. She was excited about this school year. She was going to be in her fifth year at Salem Academy of Magic. She was the top chaser on her house Quidditch team. She stood up and walked out of her room. Her small house sat in the middle of a quiet muggle neighbor hood. It was a cozy home, it only housed three people, Onyx and her God-Parents. They had lived there ever since Onyx was three.
She'd been living with them ever since she could remember. They made sure that she new exactly who and what she was. She new that these people, with whom she had been living with most of her fifteen years were not her parents. Her parents were dead, but she had never known the reason. But then when Onyx was ten, she had asked Liz, her 'God-Mother', about her parents' deaths.
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Flash Back
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Liz sat down hard on the settee, she had always known that her God-Daughter was going to ask about her parents death, but she still wasn't sure how she was going to tell this young girl that her parents had been murdered. The question was, how was she going to be able to handle it?
"Well love, it is really difficult for me explain this, but I know that you need to hear it." Liz took a breath and looked over at the young girl, "You were only about two, your uncle Sirius had just picked you up to take you abroad for a short holiday while your parents went to their conference up-state. They came home about a week later, I was watching over the house while they were away, they arrived home and couldn't wait to see you again. I had told them that you and your uncle would be home the next day. I left shortly after they had returned." Liz's eyes had started to water. She gave the girl a reassuring smile and continued her story, "I hadn't heard anything from your parents, I went to pick you and your uncle up at the airport, and everything had seemed normal until we arrived at the house." She took a breath, a single tear had fell, and the little girl that sat before her just looked so confused. "When Sirius and I walked in, I screamed so loud it woke you up from your place in Sirius' arms. He handed you to me and checked your parents, he shook his head like this was all some kind of sick joke his brother was playing. But it wasn't. Sirius looked at me, and all I could see was the scared little boy that I had met my first day at school. I handed you back to your uncle and as calmly as I could, I walked to the fireplace and tossed the summoning powder into the flames, the first name that came into my mind was Rick, he was an Auror that was stationed in America at the embassy. As soon as the information of your parents left my lips, he apparated and held me in his arms. He noticed Sirius holding you and looked into his face. The haunted, lost look was there in full force. Rick looked down at me and told me everything would be fine. He summoned more Aurors and then sent Sirius, you and myself away, just until they could figure out who had done this. When we left, I told Sirius that he should go back to England, and tell the others, before they had to read it in the paper. We said our goodbyes and then Sirius pulled out a port-key, and then he was gone."
"Where is he now? Why don't I remember him?" Christine had tears in her eyes.
"A few months after your parents funeral, their good friends, James and Lily Potter met the same fate. The same evil wizard that took your parents' lives, took theirs as well. Only their little boy survived, he was about the same age as you, he was the one who stopped the evil wizard. Your uncle was supposed to have been the Potters' Secret Keeper, but something happened, he had been blamed for telling where they were. He fled; a week later he was charged with the murder of one of his best friends and twelve muggles. He has been in Azkaban ever since." Liz wiped the remainder of her tears away and looked at Christine, she was the picture image of her mother, right down to the pale white hair and skin. Christine looked at Liz, he big blue eyes full of tears for parents and friends she never even knew.
Liz reached over and held Christine, "Shh, love its alright. Your parents are in a happier place now."
"Tell me the name of the one who did this," Christine seemed much older than ten at that moment, her face a mix of rage and sorrow, "Who could have caused this much pain for two families."
"It was He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named, the dark Lord Voldemort. But you'll never have to face him. He is dead and can't harm another soul…."
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Onyx walked into the kitchen where Liz was reading the post, Onyx's big gray owl was sitting on the back of one of the chairs.
"Onyx dear, there is a letter for you," a small smile played at her lips as she handed the letter to Onyx.
Onyx looked at the letter, she didn't recognize the handwriting on the front, and seal on the back was unfamiliar too. She looked at Liz quizzically. Liz nodded for her to open it. Onyx shrugged and broke the seal, and unfolded the letter.
Miss Christine Ameilé Black
2435 Cornerstone Pkwy
Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Dear Miss Black,
My name is Professor Albus Dumbledor, and I am the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We here would like to extend an invitation to join our newest exchange program. Your headmaster at Salem Academy recommended you for our Quidditch exchange program. I here you are a very excellent student as well.
Then as far as the exchange program will go, you will attend all of your classes here at Hogwarts and play for the house team of the player that you are replacing. Do to your special gift, we are offering a tutoring session, if you choose to take it.
I understand that as of now you are living under an assumed name. If you so choose you may use it here to ensure your safety. We hope to hear your reply to our offer very soon.
Sincerely,
Prof. A. Dumbledor
Onyx stared at the letter in disbelief all her life she had always wanted to go to Hogwarts. She stared at Liz, who was grinning like an insane person.
"Liz, did you know about this?" she nodded.
"Professor Lowery owled me about it a week ago. We are so proud of you. You are finally going home." Liz smiled and looked at Onyx.
"Home?"
"Yes, you were born in London. You have family there, rather friends of your parents."
"But if that was true, why have I lived here all of my life. Why is it that I finally think I have it all figured out, something like this gets thrown in?" Onyx lashed out. 'So that is what a sullen teenager looks like.' Liz mused. "I mean hey I'd love to go to England and Hogwarts, it's everything I had always wanted. But why now?"
"That is something I don't know the answer to. I do know that your parents fled to America to get away from something, but she never said what it was, and like the friend that I was I went with your parents. But now that I think about it, I think it had to do a lot with your parents' deaths." Liz took a sip of her tea.
"Oh." Onyx absent-mindedly petted her cat that had curled up in the chair next to her. This was a lot to take in. 'Home, it just sounds wrong.' Onyx stared at the letter. Then she perked up, "Isn't Hogwarts where you and my parents went to school?"
"Yes." Liz reviewed the report that was in her hand. Liz was an assistant to the Minister of Magic at the American Ministry of Magic. "I remember meeting your parents too. They were in their second year at Hogwarts my first year. Your father was in the same house as me, Gryffindor. Your mother was in Ravenclaw. From what I had heard, it was a total scandal, your mother was the only Malfoy to never get sorted into Slytherin, unlike her twin who did."
"Wait, mum had a twin? I have family in England, and you are telling me that my mother was part of a family of dark wizards?" Onyx was speechless.
"Let me finish the story before you jump to any conclusions okay?" Onyx nodded. "As I was saying, your mother and her twin were in separate houses, she and your father had fallen in love when they were in their fifth year. They hung around your father Jeff's younger brother Sirius and his friends. Remember I told you about the Potters? Well this was when they were in forth year. James, Sirius, Remus, and they're rat faced follower Peter all hated Malfoy's. They treated your mum, Lucinda Malfoy, like a sister, but they could not stand Lucius. When your parents graduated they wanted to get married. But Lucius and your grandfather forbade it. So your mum and dad pretended that their relationship was over. But they always were together when they had the chance. Your mum and Lily Potter, the Potters had gotten married right out of Hogwarts, and myself all went to Auror training together, as did your father, Sirius and James. I never really paid much attention to Peter so I don't know what happened to him then." Liz shrugged and continued. "Around the time Lily got pregnant with her son, your mother was pregnant with you. Well the odd thing was, so did Lucius' wife Narcissa. See your parents had eloped, but they never stayed with each other, they were still hiding it from her family."
"Wouldn't everyone notice that mum was pregnant too?"
"She used to use charms and spells to hide it. The first few months of your life you lived with the Potters and their son, that way your parents new that you would be safe. Lucy hated the lie she was living, she wanted her real family together. So one night she and your father and you, fled here. I came with so they could have a Secret Keeper. Rick and I still don't know how they found your parents. We were lucky that you were with the Potters when the attack happened. So that means that you are still a secret. The Malfoys don't have any idea that you are Lucy's daughter."
"Okay, I get it now. So if I do this exchange program, I will always be known as Onyx Christie." Onyx still couldn't believe it. 'I have family but they don't even know I exist. Bugger.'
"Yes, that's only if you want. But there has been a rumor going around the Ministry that Sirius Black has been cleared of all charges, he is no longer on the run." Liz smiled; she looked at the girl that she raised as her own. Now she was all grown up.
"I think I want to be Onyx. If I see my uncle Sirius, I let him know. But I don't want questions form other people." Onyx stood up and got some parchment from the writing desk. She began her reply to Hogwarts.
"Okay love."
Dear Prof. Dumbledor,
I accept your invitation for the exchange program. This will be an experience that I think my change my life. I also would like to inform you of my decision to remain under my alias, Onyx Elena Christie. I am excited to finally visit Hogwarts and all of magical London. Thank you very much for this chance.
Sincerely,
Onyx Christie
Dumbledor set the letter on his desk and smiled. "Fawks, I believe this will be the year that will change everything."