Harry Potter Fanfiction
Me : aloha! and welcome to the realm of-
Jessica01 : she's trying to say we dont know what we're doing, so dont hate us
Me : *sighs in frustration* lemme tell them! yes, we are very new at stories, but we cant help it! overactive imaginations
Jessica01 : *to herself* least i can control it, ms daydreamer. . .
Me : why does ever1 hate me? i'm serious here!
Sirius : no youre not. i'm Sirius!
Me : i wasn't talking about you!
Siriius : suuuuure you wouldn't. you're just jealous at my beauty and perfection at pranks!
Me : why YOU- *tackles Sirius to the ground*
Remus : you'd think he'd learn not to mess with someone who can kill him, right?
Jessica01 : unfortunately, neither of them EVER will.
Remus : that is probably very true.
Jessica01 : this is our disclaimer : we do NOT own Harry Potter, or the Maraurders. J.K. Rowling does.
Remus : should we pry them apart before they kill each other?
James : nahh. it's kinda funny seeing Padfoot fight like a girl *laughs while taking pictures of Sirius getting beat up*
Jessica01 : im surrounded by idiots *rubs temples*
This story is set during the time of the Marauders, or when James Potter, Sirius Black, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Severus Snape were attending Hogwarts together.
We have NOTHING against JamesP/LilyE, but we couldn't let the idea slip of James falling in love at first sight. Forgive us, we're bad sometimes.
This is a JP/OC. Rated T for language and suggestive conversations that shouldn't be read by anyone under the age of 13 (but we know some people can't help themselves. . .)
Summary : What's a 16 year old ElfenFaerie named Kelly supposed to do, when she's transported back in time, while forced-babysitting on a Friday night? Or when she's to attend Hogwarts school of WitchCraft and Wizardry, and falls in love with one of the infamous Marauders, but refuses to believe it?
What's 17 year old pureblood Gryffindor James Potter supposed to do, when he meets the new transferee? How will he respond, when he falls head-over-heels in love with the girl the millisecond he sees her, forgetting about Lily? Why does she seem to hate him? Why can't he get enough of her?
Mainly JamesP/OC RemusL/LilyE and constant SiriusB/OC because we know he was a heart-breaker
DISCLAIMER : we do NOT own Harry Potter
"Jazmine Yonta, for the last time, go to FUCKING SLEEP! It is half-past two in the morning, and I want to go to sleep, DAMNIT!" Said Yonta child nodded, only wishing to never see that side of her babysitter again, especially on a Friday night/Saturday morning job. Never.
She flicked the television off, and watched as her babysitter, Kelly Green, got ready for bed. Although she was only about 2 years older, Kelly seemed much older and more worried than most teenagers.
Then again, it could have been that Jazmine was a pure-blood witch, who was placed in the care of an ElfenFaerie, only to keep the ElfenFaeries out of slavery from the Ministry of Magic, because of the silent fueds between the species. If Kelly doesn't make sure Jazmine is taken care of properly over the weekend, Kelly's species' lives would be destroyed forever.
Jazmine knew this. Kelly knew Jazmine knew this, although no one in their right mind would have told the child that. It would affect her natural way of acting, which would alert the supperiors, giving them the idea Kelly had placed Jazmine under some illegal magical spell or binding contract.
"Good night, Kelly." Jazmine barely whispered, gazing at her friend who was already tucked into bed, the black, silked blanket pulled up to her delicate chin. Hope you get to relax. I know I'm an earful, she added mentally.
Kelly gave a small grunt, meaning a reply to the "good night." She was already fast asleep.
Jazmine looked at her friend. Really looked at her. The silver moonlight illuminated all of Kelly's natural beauty features. Even if all humans (wizards and muggles alike) said ElfenFaeries are hiddious, it couldn't be said, or even thought by Jazmine.
The full moon light bounced off Kelly's hair, reflecting the now-blonde shade (for relaxation and calmness), though it would change constantly based on Kelly's mood. Her hair was long, just reaching her waist, past it if straightened, and exremely curly, with big ringlets around her face and past her shoulders, which is rarely seen in her species. They prefered short hair, just above their shoulders, males and females. The first two layers were pulled back, by the tiara-like headband she wore, only it was around her forehead, kinda like hippies used to wear it. It reminded Jazmine of Zelda, an Elf princess from an old video game her cousin used to play. Her headband was silver, with intricate details and bands weaved together, and in the center, was Kelly's birthstone, lilac-shaded pure diamond in the form of her unique Faerie wings. The headband was weaved into her hair, and only the wearer could removed it. It symbolized the pride and bravery the ElfenFaeries had. With each sign of said traits, the headband would gain another detail, on its own. The more details, the more wiser, more powerful the ElfenFaerie was. Jazmine guessed Kelly was extremely powerful, compared to most her age.
Kelly's eyes were drooped closed. Under them were bags from lack of sleep and worry about her family, so Jazmine guessed. Her eyelashes, unlike her head hair, was dark brown, curling perfectly, like so many witches had tried to copy, using magic and make up, only Kelly's was natural. The worry lines on her forehead were non-exsistent, showing off Kelly's creamy-pale and flawless skin. To Jazmine, Kelly relaxed like this, made her seem like a young child, innocent, pure, who never had to deal with such a life.
Her lips were a rosy pink, full, but not puckering. Just enough to make other stare at them. Her mouth was very slightly ajar, taking in slow, even breathes.
The rest of Kelly's pale body was covered by the comforter, but Jazmine knew what it was like. Kelly's body was frail. She had never had a very healthy immune system in her life. Her bones were weak, especially from being mistreated by other wizards, like the rest of her kind, only continuing the fueds and hatred between the species. Discrimination was very popular, only in this case.
ElfenFaeries' kind of bone structure was naturally stronger than Kelly's was, and was especially stronger than humans. They were tall, all generally nearing 6 feet tall, adding a couple inches. But Kelly was only 5'2". It was another thing rarely seen in her species, and it often gets her in trouble with her clan, for being a disgrace to other ElfenFaeries, again, only so to Jazmine's thoughts.
Kelly was physically weak, yes. But that never stopped her. She hunted like the rest of her kind, exercised to stay fit and healthy, should ever the need to go into battle. She was trained in most of the known martial arts (magical and nonmagical); although her blows were weak, she always tired out the enemy quickly, and finishing them off in the same fasion.
To Jazmine, Kelly was perfect. Not only could her looks make Veelas run for their money, but her intellect was admired, even by the wizards who hated her. She wished that the fueds never started. That the ElfenFaeries never should have been threatened with slavery. That only young Kelly Green never had the burden of keeping all her kind, of over 700,000 Elfen Faeries, out of slavery.
It wasn't fair, in Jazmine's eyes. It wasn't right. No creature should ever have to deal with such a burden and worry such as slavery. Such a task, could easily create death for many. It was just plain stupid; wrong. Jazmine only prayed, that some how, even if the other ElfenFaeries were put into slavery, that Kelly would make it out alive, free, and nowhere near the world she was currently abided by.
As soon as Kelly's head hit the pillow, she was in a deep, dreamless sleep. It was a bliss to her that she didn't have dreams that night. Generally, Kelly was forced to live with nightmares. With the horrible memories of her fallen comrades who died, to prove to the wizards ElfenFaerires weren't evil. But it was no use. The humans were stubborn hags, who didn't know the meaning of pride and bravery.
Granted, Kelly knew many a wizard who wasn't like that. Some of her most loyal comrades who had fallen, happened to be humans, who had been betrayed by others for associating with Kelly's kind. Who could do that to their own kind? How often, had that very question haunt her endlessly?
But, unfortunately, Kelly's dreamless bliss was destroyed. I should just leave, she thought suddenly. Why must I be suffering under what is technically slavery as it is, just so others aren't in the same position as mine? Why should I protect them, when they've never done that for me? Why should I help them, when they've shunned me away, without giving me a chance to prove myself, or really help?
Because, then all meaning of being the most pure and beautiful creature of the entire known world would be destroyed. Nothing would be sacred, magical, good, or even living. Nothing would exsist, without those who suffered to survive in it. Another voice invaded her thoughts. A visual popped in for a visit.
There was a man, human, wearing dark purple traveling robes, with a black cloak, and wizards' hat. He had a long, silvery beard, which past his waist, but was far from reaching his knees, half-mooned specticals, and behind them, starry, light blue eyes, which held the most wisdom and caring Kelly has ever seen, or even imagined.
You need to know that the balance between our kind is dying. It is up to you, on how to fix it. The wizard continued. You are the only one born of your kind in the past century, whose power is the most rarest and most powerful imaginable. If you don't stop the fueds, the entire world will pay.
If the ElfenFaeries are put into slavery, the entire world will be in peril. The Ministry will think they can control all magical creatures. All the other Elves, giants, dragons, vampires, all of them. Then the world will plunge into war. No one will survive.
Kelly wished he would go away. She already knew everything he was telling her. The Ministry of Magic had been placing limitations to different species of creatures, especially her kind, which only increased the negative bond between them.
What's the point? Even if I do prove we aren't evil, just because our magic is stronger than you wizards, we're still never going to be treated the same as them. We are the same as them mostly, just taller, have wings and long, pointed ears, and a larger magical core. There's nothing I can do to save them.
And secondly, why would I want to save them? They've nearly banished me anyways, for being most human-like. They've sold me to the Yonta Family, though I am glad it's them not another family, like the Malfoys, but still. I'm not property, yet I'm treated as if I am. How am I supposed to save those who've condemned me, so they themselves won't be condemned?
The eyes of the wizard drooped low at this. He knew she was right. Her life was the hardest imaginable, and she was expected by those who distrusted her to save them. Save the world. The wizard then had a thoughtful look on his face in Kelly's mind. My dear, I know. You are not alone. But there is a way for you to save them, without having to be treated as you are. Are you willing to do that?
Kelly shook her head, or at least illusioned she did. She couldn't trust the man. But she figured since it was a dream, why not? It couldn't possibly harm her. It might even make her nightmares disperce for a while.
The man noticed her second thoughts, and raised his hand towards her. Kelly saw herself walk up to him, take it, and all went black.
Kelly gasped, sitting up straight instantly. Her forehead and the nape of her neck were sweat-drenched. Kelly panted, then shook her head to regain her thoughts.
Looking around, she saw she was still in Jazmine's spare bed. Said girl was across the room, snoring lightly. She had not heard Kelly wake up.
What an odd dream. I wonder if it was just that, or if I had ventured into oblivion with my Divination. Kelly mused to herself. As if. I'm stuck in this world with no way out, except slavery or death.
She layed back down, against the over-fluffed pillow, and drifted off back into her blissful, dreamless sleep.
Someone was shaking Kelly's shoulder. She grudgedly opened one of her purple-with-silver-specks eyes, and stared up. There, over her, stood the aging wizard man from her odd dream. She opened both eyes, and sat up, letting her now-red hair (from awkwardness and embarrassment) fall down her shoulders in large, messy curls, and cascade down her back and her black tanktop she wore to bed.
The wizard, smiled warmly at her. "Welcome, Ms. Green. My name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwart's School of WitchCraft and Wizardry. I assume you know of it?" He had a twinkle of knowledge in his starry blue eyes, behind his glasses. He handed her some chocoalate.
He had recently found out, that some of said sugary substance, always eased students to relax, especially after any type of magical spell or transportation. A Mister Remus Lupin, a tall 7th year at Hogwarts with shaggy light brown hair and eyes, had been proof enough of this theory. "Eat this; it should make you feel better."
The ElfenFaerie looked skeptically at the chocoalate, but sensing no poison or enchantment over it, she took a bite, closing her eyes in bliss at the familliar flavor. When she finished, she opened her eyes, and her gaze returned to Dumbledore.
"You remember what I had told you last night?" He asked, knowing full well she did. When she nodded, he continued. "You have been transported back in time, Ms. Green, into the 1970s. You will be attending Hogwarts, learning to control your magical core and powers, as well as gaining positive bonds with us humans."
Dumbledore had been taken by surprise, when the 16 year old girl smiled widely. Her rose-stained lips pulled back to reveal perfect, straight white teeth, but he was not fooled by them. He knew very well, that if ElfenFaeries should ever be extremely angry, their theeth would grow fangs, which would drip with the most deadly poison imaginable.
"So, it really wasn't a dream, Proffeser?" Her soprano voice was light, hearty, and Dumbledore wondered, if that was the first genuine smile Kelly had given in a long time. "I'm really allowed to do magic freely and learn like everyone else?"
He chuckled. "Yes. You will also be given the option to go about freely, or under an alias and disguise, if you don't want people to know you're an ElfenFaerie." His face became serious, but with gentleness.
Kelly's smile faltered slightly. "Nonsense." She said. "I want people to get to know me for me, and see that ElfenFaeries are not evil, theivorous murderers like most mortals think. I would be honored to attend your school, Proffeser Dumbledore, sir." She bowed her head, letting her chin graze the top of her sternum.
"Very well. Since I had already sorted you while you were unconscious from the Time Portalling, I am pleased to inform that you, Ms. Kelly Green, 16 year old ElfenFaerie, is now a 7th Year Gryffindor here. I am sure you will make many friends, as your personality is very kind, generous, full of courage and loyalty, and of course, extremely likeable, as I have seen it.
"Here are some fresh clothes for you to change into, and your school supplies had been taken care of, and now resign in your dorm. And you have no need for a wand, which is why there is none. When you are dressed, meet me in the hallway, just outside the door, and I will personally escort you to the feast down in the Great Hall, where your fellow classmates have just began eating." Dumbledore bowed deeply, one, for having the upmost respect for this particular ElfenFaerie, and two, he was just nice like that, after tossing the clothes at the foot of the bed that Kelly sat in.
When the door was closed, Kelly slowly stood, and changed.
Instead of the black tanktop and Buggs Bunny sweatpants/pyjamas Kelly wore, her new clothes were much better, though not exactly her style. She pulled on the three/quarter black button-up shirt, and Gryffindor tie. It had been specially made for her, because the back of the shirt was nonexsistent. It showed her upper back, but kept the lower concealed, only because should there be a reason, Kelly wouldn't have to worry about tearing the shirt when letting her Faerie wings out. It also had a built-in wire bra. Kelly wondered if all the extra clothes she had recently been granted with had these features in it. If they did, she was extremely grateful.
The bottoms, were black caprees, with the normal front and back pockets. They were enchanted with a Heating Spell, as was her shirt, to help keep her warm, considering ElfenFaeries were born in volcanoes, and were naturally weak against the cold. For this, Kelly was also grateful, though she could have done that spell herself.
For shoes, there were black ballet flats, Heating Spell included, and also, the shoes were self-adjusting. If she needed to run, they would turn into comfortable sneakers, or if outside in the snow, they were turn into snow boots. The list for things she was grateful for, was steadily getting larger.
The school robes, were black, with the Gryffindor Crest and colors enbedded into the fabric like the others. This was encahnted with the Heating Spell, and a ReGrowth Spell. If her wings came out, then receeded, the robes would stitch itself back up.
And to top it off, Kelly found her most precious item. An old amulet, of pure gold, saphire, and emerald, strung on a black chain, that hung just above the navel. It was given to her, by her closest human comrade, who had died saving her from a wizard's attack at her village. The amulet, held the most dearest, happy memories both had had together, and it was charmed, to continue taking in the happiest moments of Kelly's life. It also matched her headband perfectly.
Kelly ran her slim, bony fingers through her turning-blonde locks, trying to tame it before heading to the door, to meet Dumbledore, to go down to the feast.