Chapter 1: The past returns.
Talking
Thinking.
Spell
Seer Talk.
The wizard world of Britain lost its chance for redemption years ago, it lost its chance when it chose to let a mad man rise to power and kill those who he deemed unworthy of their magic gifts, it lost its chance when it put all its trust into an old goat who craved power and fame, but it lost its last chance when it chose the wrong child on October 31, 1981.
In the quite cottage of Godric Hallow a man in a dark robe walked silently threw the dead leaves that littered the ground, going to one house at the end of the long street. He stopped at the door and rather then take out a key a thin wooden stick slipped into his hand, waving his wand in front of the door it clicked open and he walked in silently.
This man was considered the greatest threat Britain had ever faced, a man who sought power and immortality and would kill to find it, his name. Lord Voldemort. The reason he was in this sleepy cottage in the dead of night was because he intended to secure his fate, a prophecy had been made, telling of the one who would defeat him and end his rain over the world and he would not have it.
The prophecy spoke of a child who was born as the seven month died and tonight he had found that baby, born to a family that had thrice defied him he knew this child was the one to defeat him. The parents of the child he had dealt with, sending them on a false manhunt for some of his loyal followers and now here he stood ready to end this threat. Except, there was a problem he did not foresee.
When he entered the child's nursery he expected to find it alone, instead however he came to find a small girl no older then perhaps three standing there in front of the crib, in her left hand was a small playing card and her right hummed with magical energy.
"So, you finally show yourself bad man." The girls tiny voice said, she was clearly smarter then her age suggested she was.
"Move little girl, I am here for one purpose only. Step aside and I shall allow you to live." Voldemort said with a sneer plastered on his face.
"No, I won't. I beat you and protect my brother." She said the magic in her right hand flaring brighter.
"And what makes you think you can defeat me little brat."He said the sneer growing large, who did this girl think she was.
"Because, I born as the seven month die." She said suddenly smiling very smugly.
It took Voldemort a moment to process the words but when he did he was dumbstruck, he had guessed the wrong child and now the one destined to defeat him was standing before him humming with magic coursing through her.
Reacting as he would out of instinct he whipped his wand out.
"Avada Kedavra" He cried out sending a bolt of green light at the girl, however to his shock she flicked the playing card to her right hand and channeled her magic, sending a bolt of purple energy to meet his killing curse.
The two attacks met in the middle and fought for dominance, green and purple lightning lashed out and burned the walls, one bolt struck the ceiling and caused it to fall on the cradle and wake the baby, another slashed a long cut across the girls cheek reaching her ear, however in the end it was all for naught when the purple magic finished its work and the killing curse was rebounded onto its caster.
Voldemort cried out, the last thing he saw before his spirit flew out the window to safety was the little girl collapse and the house sag from a sudden and small shockwave.
Twenty minutes after the attack, pops were heard as a group of people rushed into the house, one was a man with raven black hair and hazel eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses, the other was a young women with light red hair and green eyes like polished gems. They were James and Lily potter, the parents of the children before them.
"What happened?" James demanded looking at an elderly man with white hair, a long white beard and half moon spectacles in a silver robe.
"I am unsure, however it seems the Fidelius Charm has been breached." Albus Dumbledore told them.
"Oh obviously, Guess that means peter was the rat after all, I should have none." The man next to James known as Sirius said.
"How could we have known, he was are trusted friend?" James said with a sigh.
"The kids, where are they." Lily demanded as she rushed to the nursery, she gasped when she saw it was half destroyed and quickly rushed to the crib and retrieved her crying son after from under the wood that lay on top of him.
"What the bloody hell happened in here, looks like someone was hosting a wizard duel in are son's room." James said as he walked in, who could have done this kind of damage.
Dumbledore however, did not answer, instead he approached the baby and laid a hand on his head.
"What is it Dumbledore?" Lily asked as she watched the man.
"It seems this terrible war is finally behind us, Voldemort has finally been defeated and by a baby no less." Dumbledore said feeling the traces of dark magic left over on a lightning shaped scar on the baby's forehead.
"What are you saying Albus?" James asked.
"My dear James and Lily, may I present the boy-who-lived, Thomas potter." He said.
The others couldn't believe it at first but, then it sunk in and all of them cheered and gathered around the now famous baby, none of them noticed laying in the corner a small girl with a scar on her cheer and a playing card humming with magic.
"Thomas, Thomas where are you dear." Lily's voice rang out threw the house, 5 years had passed since the fateful day Lord Voldemort had met his supposed demise at the hands of Thomas Potter, the baby was probably more famous then anyone could dream of, his family was happy and dotted on him constantly, nearly spoiling the child rotten.
"There's my little boy." Lily said as she found him playing in the living room with his dad, laughing and happy for the attention. Lily laughed as she sat down to join them, however while the three laughed the never noticed the small seven year old girl standing at the top of the stairs watching them.
The little girl was adorable for her age, her hair was a ruby red close to her mother's but darker while her eyes shown that of her father with an intense and almost intimidating violet, however right now they seemed dull and sad as she watched the happy seen she could not be apart of.
This was the same little girl who all those years ago really stopped the dark lord. This was Serena Potter, living in the shadow of her spoiled brat of a brother and with parents who didn't even remember her existence. Well, no more of that.
Serena turned and headed quickly back to her room and closed the door, returning to packing a school bag with clothes, food and other things she would need. She was leaving them behind, if they didn't want to notice her then she wouldn't give them something to notice.
Halfway through her packing she stopped when the door creaked open, she knew who it was.
"Is little mistress still planning to leave." A tiny female voice said, behind her stood a house elf the girl had grown up with, her name was Minsy and she was the only one to ever care for the young girl.
"I have to Minsy, they don't notice I'm here even now. Its best I just disappear from their lives and go somewhere I can actually be seen and be free, I know you will miss me but I have to." Serena said as she finished, turning she half expected to see the elf about to cry, instead Minsy looked solemn but nodded.
"Minsy has always wanted little mistress to be happy, if this will make her so, then Minsy will help her do it." The elf said.
Serena smiled, touched by the words her loyal friend said, she came over and gave the little house elf a hug before taking hold of her hand as she knew to. Looking around one last time at the room she had occupied by herself for five years her eyes hardened once more.
'Good riddance to bad rubbish.' She thought before she and the elf disappeared in a faint pop.
Rain beat down on a cold night as the street lights did little to offer color to the world, a dreary and cold evening in London, but one Serena had come to get use to after all this time. A year had passed since she had left her home to live her own life, things had gone about as she expected with her having to mainly salvage things on the streets and live as a homeless child but, she had no problem doing it as long as she was away from them.
Currently she was holed up in an alleyway that had served as her home for the last little while, curled up under a rain protection charm to keep herself dry. With all the time she had alone before she left Serena had spent is learning, She hadn't realized how easy magic came to her until she began to practice and realized she could do it without even needing a wand.
He head suddenly perked up when she heard the sound of trash cans being knocked over, Shooting to her feet she took out a switch blade she had stolen months ago and looked around.
"Who's their, show yourself now." She demanded in a confident tone, she did not want to deal with some street gang right now.
"Well, well what do we have here." A feminine voice said from the shadows, Serena whipped around trying to find it.
"Look I don't know who you are but come out now, I'm not in the mood for games tonight." Serena said.
"Oh I don't think we'll be playing any games tonight little girl, after all." The voice said, suddenly Serena's hair was yanked back and a knife was placed against her neck."I don't really like to deal with snotty brat's anyway." The voice whispered in her ear.
"Who are you?" Serena asked keeping her tone even to hide her fear.
"Now isn't that a question you should be answering, after all you have the knife to the neck." The women said.
"There is no way in hell I'm telling you that." Serena said, she did not want to share her identity with some women who aimed to kill her if she said the wrong thing.
"Oh now that is a shame, and I was so wondering how a little girl could do windless magic." The women said catching Serena's attention.
"Wait, you know about magic." Serena asked perplexed, why then was she using a knife. A feminine hand suddenly came into view and dangled a wand in front of her face before the knife dropped and she was pushed away.
Serena turned around and finally got a good look at her would be kidnapper in the low light, she was tall with a graceful body built similar to a cat if she had to name an animal, lithe and agile with a lot of hidden power. He hair was blond and streaked with black dye towards the bottom, her eyes however caught Serena the most, the color of fresh blood, not to far off from her own hair color. However what shocked her most of all was, Serena recognized this women.
"Oh I can see someone keeps up on there reading." The women said.
"Jasmine valentine, your one of the seven deadly sins, the internationally wanted group of thieves and mercenary that do business in both the magical world and the muggle world." Serena said, what the hell was she doing here.
"On the nose little girl, so, you know me, now can I find out who you are." Jasmine asked in a sweet tone, however Serena knew death lied within that tone as well.
"Serena Potter but, I hate my last name so don't use it." She said, she hated her last name and had long since given it up, however when a wanted criminal wanted to know who you were, best to just give them the full name.
"Hmm, now that's interesting, you wouldn't happen to be related to the so called Brat-that-lived would you?" Jasmine asked curiously.
"Yeah, little twerp was my brother." Serena said with a small growl in her throat as she looked away.
"Was?" Jasmine asked wanted more info.
"Those people that I use to call my parents completely forgot about me the moment he got famous, I spent five years on my own until I had enough and left to start a new life." Serena explained.
"Well, now isn't that interesting, I can understand why you left, that little boy is a glory hog who expects the world to bow at his feet. Personally if I was in your shoes I would have probably killed him before I got to here." Jasmine said with a laugh.
"Speaking of here, why are you?" Serena suddenly asked, she was a wanted thief what was her reason for being here.
"Well, I was walking back towards my place when I suddenly felt this odd tingle in the air, I just so happen to glance into an alley and see a girl practically glowing with magical power." Jasmine said, half sarcastically since it was more like she was drawn to this spot.
"Glowing?" Serena asked.
"Girl, you practically shine like a light house with all the pent up magical power and skill, I dare say you match up with an arch mage five times your age and you're barely what eight, that takes some raw talent and an extremely powerful core. Without the proper lesson's on control you radiate magic to anyone who can sense it." Jasmine explained
Serena was quite plainly shocked, she had never realized how much magic she had in her.
"All right then, you're here, you found and saw me. Now get lost." Serena said, her face going back to a cold anger and went to sit again.
"Wow, slow your roll girl I didn't do anything bad." Jasmine said holding up her hands in a mock surrender, that cocky smirk that Serena was starting to hate still on her face.
"You mean besides threatening me with a knife." Serena said sarcastically.
"Well, that but, how about instead of on the bad, you and I keep talking and see if maybe we can make a deal." Jasmine said, Serena stopped and looked at her.
"What kind of a deal can I make with a thief and a lair that wouldn't end up coming to bite me in the ass." Serena said glancing over to her.
"The kind that gives me something I want, and gives you a shot at a semi real family." Jasmine said, now that caught Serena's attention, for so long she had dreamed of having some kind of a family and now here one was being offered? What was the price?
"Say I'm crazy enough to take this deal, what would you want in return." Serena said standing straight again and folding her arms.
Jasmine smirked, the kid was good but any person could see she longed for some kind of love and attention.
"You come with me and be apart of the sins. You have a talent people rarely have and I'm willing to be you have so many more locked away, come work with us and well train you to use it, and give you a chance to one day earn a bit of payback for being wronged." Jasmine said.
Serena bit her bottom lip, was this really happening? The promise of a family of sorts and some payback were very tempting, and honestly what did she care if she worked with the sins, she was eight it wasn't like they would put her on deadly missions or something.
A wordless nod was made and a smirk was seen on jasmines face, ten minutes later the two females left the alley and headed down the rain soaked road.
Serena grunted as she landed painfully on her back, the practice mat doing very little to pad her fall but after so long of being tossed on it she barely noticed it any more.
"You're getting rusty Serena, perhaps two weeks bed rest was to long." A male voice said with a thick Russian accent, above her stood a large muscle bound man with close cut hair and a large beard, his name was Malicov and he was the man in charge of training Serena.
"Oh well I'm sorry I got shoot in the leg, you want to complain about that go whine to Derrick he was the one who didn't give the proper Intel." Serena said pushing herself off the floor.
Three years, three years she had been with the sins and now she considered them more family then anyone before them. Jasmine was like her mother and in a weird way Malicov was like her dad, he cared about her but that didn't stop him from kicking her ass in spars.
"Ha, perhaps your right, that man needs to spend less time on the computer and get on his feet for the Intel he wants, like real spy use to do." Malicov said shooting his words at a skinny white guy with sandy blond hair sitting on the computer, the response was a bird being flipped in Malicov's direction making the brutish man laugh.
"Serena, you got mail and I think your gonna like it." Jasmine called from up on the balcony of the warehouse that served as their base, that surprised Serena since first of all no one knew where she was and second no one knew where the base was.
Walking out of the ring and heading up on the stairs to the second level she entered the makeshift kitchen and looked at the table.
"The hell is this, we running an aviary or something." Serena asked when she saw the large owl on the table.
"No, we are not, this one is here for you." Jasmine said, in her hand was a letter which she held up for Serena to see.
"Oh this is even better, remind why I need to go to that backwards school." Serena said with a groan, a letter from Hogwarts was in her mother figures hand and she could see her name on the address. After joining the sins Serena found out Britain was about the worst magic country of the lot, everywhere else was so far ahead with technology and muggle relations that the backwards Pureblood society of the UK was considered a laughing stock behind their backs.
"Sadly yes, fortunately I plan on packing all your normal books when we go and get your school things, think of this like a mission and suck it up from there." Jasmine told her, she got a groan as a response.
"Fine, but you know I'm going to hate it." Serena said snatching the letter and went to her room to pack for the journey to Diagon alley.
"Deal with it young lady, you have for worse." Was heard behind her as she went to get dressed for the quick trip.
Serena grumbled as she checked her trunk for the last time, today was the day she was leaving for Hogwarts for the first time and already from the list she had gotten she knew she was going to hate it, she did home schooling for years and with her family teaching her she already was well above where she should be. She even had a wand on her that was custom out of Japanese Sakura wood and the core of a Lernaean Hydra scale, something that was far more powerful then some mass produced Olivander wand, she had bought one of those wands as well to hide her true amount of power.
Glancing around the station she looked at all the happy families and children ready to leave and here she was wanting to go somewhere else, however down the platform her eyes settled on something.
There stood her family, watching her and from what she could see, silently mocking her attempts to go to the magical school. She growled and saw red, she would prove them wrong and make them pay for ignoring her. She would—.
"Serena, Serena!" A voice called out.
Violet eyes snapped open as they gazed across the rolling country side out the window, peeling her face away from the glass she rubbed her eyes and looked around.
"You were dreaming again, was it the past or the future." Blaise asked her looking at his friends.
Taking a breath Serena looked at him, nothing but a dream from her past with some idiotic pieces thrown in. Serena had already been attending Hogwarts for years with this marking her third one. Naturally she was in Slytherin house because of her cunning mind, her ambitious personality, and the fact that her whole family the gang of thieves had been in Slytherin so they expected nothing less.
"The past this time Blaise." Serena said looking at her friend with a calm emotionless face, she rarely showed emotion when she was at the school, she hated it there so why give them the satisfaction of that.
"Well, lets hope that's all you dream about this year, none of us want to deal with you randomly getting visions." Her other friend Tracy said, Tracy Davis, Daphne Greengrass, and Blaise Zabini, the only three friends she had at Hogwarts that she truly wanted.
"I'm a seer Trace, I can't control when some random piece of the future decides to take a stroll through my head." Serena told her,
"Well, hopefully this year will be semi normal with you around." Daphne said calmly.
Serena glanced out the window and didn't answer, she knew what this year was. The first year the Brat-who-lived would be coming to Hogwarts, she didn't need seer blood to tell her that they probably weren't gonna get that lucky.
Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, it's me Tenzo.
So, welcome to my first Harry Potter fiction, I am a long time fan of this series and I thought it was about time I set some of my ideas to paper.
Now some things I want to clear up, this is not like Golden dragon, No redemption is coming for the potters on a Vindictive girl out for blood. Yes, this will be a fem! Harry story, Yes this will be a Slytherin Harry story, all the classic tropes are here but I plan to add some of my own spin to things, the card magic we saw in the beginning not to mention the seer part of Serena and her being raised by a gang of thieves and mercenaries are only the first pieces of the puzzle.
Well, this is all for now hope you come and join me. Until then, like, review and all that. PEACE.