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Kobato Cross. That's me one of the more famous students at Hogwarts, well was till that fate full day.
I never considered myself very special to say the least. I grew up in America. See my dad is the head of Crossing Wands Academy, in Vermont, which happens to be one of the top wizarding schools in America, the other being Rose Academy in California. Of course there are small ones here and there but the strongest are Crossing Wands and Rose Academy for obvious reasons. Crossing Wands has been in our family for generations passed from son to son, daughter to daughter, never changing ideas, until Christopher Cross came along, my father. Dad was the one who changed it completely.
See Dad's best friend was a Vampire. Keyword was. There was a huge war between Purebloods in the America's long before Voldemort came along in Europe. And somehow Vampires got involved (being the fact that a huge group of people wanted to rid the states of anything but Pureblooded Wizards) and Dad's best friend Gilbert was killed on the spot because of the hate between Wizards and Vampires. Gilbert having a Wizarding friend made him a prime target, he never stood a chance. The Vampire council wanted him dead for the crime of having a friend who was not a blood sucker. Dad likewise was wanted for having a Vampire friend. But soon the individuals who start these crazy ideas were caught and sent to prison ending the silly war in the first place…
After Gilbert's death Dad was mortified. So he set to change it once the war broke away (no sides really winning, just a lot of bloodshed really). Dad spilt the school up in a goal to proving Vampires were just as human as us wizards and witches. Just like Muggles or half-bloods or wizards/witches who came from Muggle families. He has a dream to unite everyone, none of this pureblood stuff that tends to go around. And the belief that people are better than other people just from their lineage.
The way Dad spilt the school up was simple, wizards and witches had the day class. And the night, well that was all vampires. Dad earned all sorts of medals and order of Merlin's first class for this. It was a big deal at first, people pulled their kids from school afraid for their child's safety because a Vampire might kill them…but eventually people saw how well Dad handled everything.
Well how did that end me up at Hogwarts? Dad being the head of a top Wizarding Academy and me going to one that's not his?
Well after Voldemort rose a second time Dumbledore immediately called upon my father for his help in gaining the Vampires in Europe on the Wizarding side and NOT Voldemorts. It worked. That's why no one hears of the attacks that Voldemort sent the Vampires on…because there were none. Voldemort was never able to sway anyone. My dad had a way with the Vampires. He understood them the best. After what happened to Gilbert dad wanted to make sure there wasn't any more pointless bloodshed like that between Vampires and Wizards.
Even though everyone knows that Dumbledore died at the end of Harry Potter 6th year but he still left a wish for my father. To help unite the Vampires in Europe and maybe that could bring a new order to pull the racism that exists in the Wizarding world (It's much less in America then it is in Europe hence why Voldemort happened in the first place).
So even though in America you start Wizarding School younger at age 6, by age 11 I was sent off to Hogwarts on a mission to spread what I knew. With the knowledge I knew, me being the symbol of hope and Peace, my parents believed that I could one day once I graduate Hogwarts continue on teaching over in Europe.
It never really made a lot of sense to me, but from time to time I would attend meetings in the Ministry of Magic or give lectures at Hogwarts, of course that didn't start till my 5th year, which is what I am in now. Me the beauty of 5th year with my golden blonde hair, stunning blue eyes, and average figure (Although short I might add…only 4'9''), I was never meant to be anything more then I suppose you could say…a symbol of Peace. Just as my name implied, I was a Dove. Ready to bring that peace and hope to the Wizarding world in England.
"So did your dad write you back Al?" I looked up happily at my best friend, Albus Potter as he, Rose Weasley, and I sat at our favorite spot in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor tower. "Christmas is coming up soon and I gotta-"
Albus cut me off "I forgot to tell you!" He set his potion's book down with a grim look on his face. "I got a letter while you were helping out with the 7th years on their Vampire lesson."
"Annd?" I questioned excitement filling me, though with his grim face I assumed the worse. My blue eyes followed from Albus to Rose for any hints as I too threw aside my potions book.
"Relax would you, honestly Kobato." Rose rolled her eyes acting annoyed. But her parents already gave her the okay for her to go to America and stay at Crossing Academy during Christmas break.
"What! I can't wait for you to met Trigger!" I clapped my hands, I was thrilled. I was going home in about two weeks to see my best friend Trigger. Trigger was a pureblood Vampire and one of the sweetest ones you will ever meet. He was popular even among all the witches, although I suppose that's not hard. Vampires are a bit like Veela, beautiful in every way. "So anyways what did your parents say?" I inched forward on my seat closer towards Al, since I knew Rose wasn't going to give anything away.
"That the whole family is going." Al's face broke into a huge grin.
"That's great!" I reached forward and pulled him into a big hug.
"It will be a great learning experience wont it? That's what mum said at least" Rose piped up.
"Of course it will." I squealed. "What about you Rose? Is your whole family going too?"
"Yes, dad is a bit nervous, you know how he is, but mom's thrilled. She's read so much about Crossing Wands it has a fascinating history you know." Rose started on one of her rants. Al and I rolled our eyes and instead turned away from her not catching each other's eyes as not to laugh. My gaze was averted along with my mind when I saw a second year heading right for us.
"Errr, Cross?" The boy asked timidly. He was clearly nervous. I may have had good looks but I always looked like a 2nd or 1st year regardless. So sometimes it was nice to see that the little ones still treated me with respect, but his got to be annoying. I mean I know I was known for my temper and pranks, but he didn't have to be so timid.
"Yes, that's me." I smiled kindly trying to calm him down. "Do you need help with something?" Warmly I peered at him.
"Professor McGonagall sent me to give you this." He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me, before quickly scurrying off to his friends who were huddled not too far away.
I looked up at Al as I held the letter curiously in my hand.
"You don't think it was for the dungbomb I threw in History of Magic…" I looked up nervous.
"No you wouldn't get a note from the headmistress herself." Al nodded wisely.
"That was you! Ugh" Rose rolled her eyes. "Sometimes you are so childish."
Al and I smirked and bumped fist. "Well, Kobato, go on at open it." Al smirked. I nodded and gingerly started to open it and read it out loud just so Rose and Al could hear.
"Please meet in my office at 8:30 sharp this evening to discuss an important matter. The password is Phoenix." I looked up at my friends even more confused. That didn't help any, I felt even more in trouble then I had before I opened it. Al looked just as confused and Rose crossed her arms.
"That wasn't much help we will just have to wait." Rose said softly and turned back to her Potions essay.
"Well if it was the dungbomb problem, you can blame me." Al patted my arm and then turned back to his essay as well.
"I wouldn't do that…" I smiled and turned to mine as well. "Not like it would matter Albus Severus Potter the perfect little boy" I rolled my eyes. Al threw a glare at me, boring his green eyes into mine. He hated being called perfect. He felt he was far from it, though he would never be the prankster like James was, that's for sure.
We didn't like to dwell on those things. Albus wasn't much of a trouble maker. I on the other hand got bored every so often and just did it naturally. It was streak in me, something my parents hope I would grow out. Or they'd pull me out of Hogwarts so I could be watched over better at Crossing Wands. Like that would happen though. My parents loved me being here just hated me being so far away.
In any case it was only an hour until 8:30. So I waited nervously but as patient as I could. Rose being perfect had said she would take me to her office for support. Al just being Al wanted to follow. So come 8:30 the three of us walked to the Headmistress office. None of us talked, for good reason. Rose had tried scolding me earlier but Al got upset saying not to be so hard on me. As for me, I didn't say anything. Overall it was a long walk to the office.
Finally I made it there and I bid my friends farewell as I made it up the grand staircase.
I didn't even get to take everything in, till my eyes found the ever so sweet and handsome figure that belonged to Trigger Nightray.
"Trig, is that really you?" I inched forward before I finally decided to launch myself at him. He was a lot taller than me, so I only came to his chest. After a long hug I pulled away and looked into his beautiful pale face, brown eyes, and his gorgeous brown hair. Just as breathe taking as I remember. My thoughts were broken though when McGonagall spoke.
"I'm glad you're happy, but he is not here for a happy reunion." I blushed at her words. Her face was strict and set. This was a serious matter.
"It wasn't my fault." I immediately said. Not sure what I was talking about I just spewed it. I nervously scanned the room, that's when I noticed Mr. Potter and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sitting in the chairs across from Trig.
"I'll inquire about what you did later Miss Cross, but right now why don't you take a seat we have a serious matter to discuss."
"Errr…Yes ma'am." I smiled and sat right next to Trig. "But I promise it wasn't me Al-"
Trigger cut me off noticing me about to go on one of my rants "It's okay." He gave me a genuine smile and patted my hand. Everyone gave me a smile telling me to shush for now although they were about to laugh on the inside. I sighed and turned to Professor McGonagall.
"Miss Cross a prophecy has been discovered with your name on it recently." McGonagall started. My jaw found itself dropping. I grabbed Trigger's hand tightly hanging on her every word, as to try to not look like a fish, which I tend to enjoy doing some times. "To sum it up we need you for something very important. Mr. Potter if you would?"
Al's dad nodded his head and smiled over at me. I was very timid. He was the Harry Potter after all. Although I found he looked just like Al, only older so that made it easier to be able to confidentially look at him. "Sirius Black was my godfather, as you may have heard. But he was never supposed to have died, well if the prophecy is right that is."
"And what does this have to do with me?" I said as politely as I could.
"A whole lot apparently." Mr. Potter smiled, but I just stared waiting for him to go on. "You are able to change that. Resting on your shoulders is a lot of weight to say the least."
"Yes well my shoulders aren't that far off the ground. If you trust me with this the fate of the world could crash faster than you expect." I didn't mean to let my sarcasm spill out. I just couldn't help it. This serious air was starting to weigh on me. Luckily everyone let out a small chuckle.
"Well said, I knew our little Rose picked out a good friend" Mr. Weasley gave a wink at me. I smiled in return.
"Anyways if Sirius is dead already how can I change that?" I was starting to see a flaw with their plan. No one can go back in time THAT far. I mean he died what 25 years ago or something?
"Nightray if you would please." Professor McGonagall smiled over at him. Trigger turned towards me at her words and looked at me seriously.
"Kobato, remember the necklace I gave you the night I saved you." His brown eyes were searching my blue ones. I could never forget that night. I was only 10 years old and some rogue Vampires came after me. I was shaken up pretty bad that night. He calmed me down by handing me a necklace and said that with it he would always be able to find me and saved me. At the time I believed it that it would keep me safe and always bring him to my side. Of course now I know better that it was more of a charm to make me feel better.
In any case I nodded my head and listened eagerly to what this had to do with anything.
"That necklace contains the stone of the past." Trigger was blunt and to the point. "It was made by Nightray's in the past. It is able to send the correct owner to the time of their choosing given that they are pure of heart."
Now I couldn't help it at his words. I was being a fish again. Everyone else what not surprised by this news. "I don't…"
"You don't have to understand. We just need you to go back and make Sirius Black fall in love with you. That's all we are asking." Trigger reached on and grabbed my hand tightly. That was asking a lot. How would that change anything at all? How would that keep him alive?
"I…" My mind was racing I had nothing more to say.
"You will come back during all the breaks though." Mr. Potter smiled at me. "You see you will be starting your 5th year at Hogwarts in the past when Sirius and James where there."
"But…why 5th year?" I questioned thoroughly confused.
"I calculated it and that would give enough time 5th-7th year to help you reach his goal so that his death could be prevented." Mrs. Weasley smiled.
"Okay…"I said softly. "But what if I can't do it?" No but answered me at first, finally Mr. Potter spoke.
"He's Sirius Black. And from what I've heard from Al and James you're pretty popular here just like Sirius was." Mr. Potter had a strange grin on his face. I still doubted anything but nodded anyways.
"She should probably get going." Trigger said.
"Yes of course. We just need to add a couple more details." Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement.
"Oh yes." Trigger "I've already alerted Dumbledore of the situation. He wants you arriving an hour before the start of the term feast in their 5th year. And remember for every year you are in the past, you lose an hour in your present. And where ever you are in the present you will end up in the past."
I nodded that was understandable.
"I need you to close your eyes and picture the start of the year feast and Sirius in his 5th year." I looked over at everyone before I followed. I closed my eyes tightly and thought of what I was told to do. And just like that I felt myself slipping away. And when I opened my eyes there was Dumbledore. Thee Dumbledore.
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