This is my first fanfic! (be kind!) I always like to improve my writing, so constructive criticsism is welcome! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, he belongs to Miss Rowling, I just own his offspring.

A Duel With Delani

Godric's Hollow was a small village with a mere population of 200. It was the perfect place to live if you and your family were being hunted down by Death Eaters who wanted to avenge the most powerful dark wizard of all time.

The residents of number 7, Savanna Place were, at the moment, oblivious to the dark figure lurking near the garden.

The figure glided over to the backdoor, icy darkness creeping behind it like a spilled ink bottle. It sniffed the air hungrily. A dozen more figures loomed out from the woods behind their leader.

A blanket of instant darkness draped thickly over Number 7 as the figures started revolving around the house, their breathing becoming heavier and more desperate.

The sudden drop of temperature woke one of the residents of the house with a start; he knew the feeling of dementors only too well. He quickly turned to his sleeping wife.

"Gin? Ginny wake up!"

She turned over groggily. "Harry? Wha-" But she cut herself off, also feeling the intense cold. "They found us..." she breathed.

The young couple simultaneously grabbed their wands and was on their feet.

"Remember the plan," Harry whispered, holding both her hands in his. Ginny nodded. She was nervous, but also determined.

"I love you." he whispered in her ear.

They heard a crash downstairs.

"Go!" Harry commanded.

Ginny rushed out the door and down the long hallway. Harry went downstairs.

Ginny crept into the nursery, careful not to wake the twins. She went over to the cradle nearest her. The baby girl was awake, though not crying. She stared up at her mother with startlingly green eyes.

"Shh, come here..."

Ginny picked up her daughter and held her in one arm. She moved over to the other cradle

and scooped up her sleeping son. She shifted him so that she could reach her wand, and silently summoned the mirror on that resided on the highest shelf of the nursery.

Ginny held onto her children tightly as she caught the mirror. She felt the familiar jerk somewhere behind her navel and knew that the plan had worked. But how did they find us? Ginny thought to herself as they walked into the safety of the burrow.

12 Years Later

Maggie Potter woke suddenly, sweat beading off her face. A shrill noise next to her head had startled her awake. She reached over lazily and hit the ringing clock to shut it up.

Maggie slumped back into her feather pillows, deep in thought.

She had been having that dream almost every night since the major Death Eater outbreak a few weeks ago. Well, she thought, it wasn't really a dream exactly, more of a reflection. She was only two years old at the time though, and only remembered bits and pieces.

Maggie glanced at the now silent clock sitting on the oak bedside table; it read 7:49am. She sighed, got out of bed, and got dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. She was walking out of her room, still pulling her Weird Sisters hoodie over her head, when she walked straight into her twin brother James.

"Ouch! Watch it!" exclaimed James, who had a piece of toast in his mouth.

He was hopping on one foot, trying to put his other sock on. He finally lost his balance and toppled over onto the floor. Maggie held out a hand to her twin.

"What's the hurry?" she giggled.

James looked up at his sister, as if he couldn't quite see her. "What's the hurry?" he said. "Maggie it's nearly ten o'clock! We have to leave in fifteen minutes!"

Maggie stared at James. "No it's not. My clock said it's nearly eight-o'clock!"

James sighed. "That's not your clock. That's Uncle Fred and George's trick clock that a certain someone put in my room the other day."

Maggie (mockingly) thought about it.

"You know," James continued. "the one that has the alarm that goes off two hours later than what you set it to!"

A look of comprehension dawned on Maggie's features.

"Oh God!" she breathed. "I am so in for this time!"

She ran back into her room and started throwing clothes into the only half packed trunk sitting near her bed.

"Hurry up!" Their dad, Harry, yelled up the stairs. "Your mother is in one of her moods!"

She next heard a muffled "I am not!" from the kitchen downstairs.

Maggie looked around her room one more time.

"I think that's everything," she sighed to herself, relieved, then promptly took in a sharp intake of breath. "Wait!" She rummaged in her trunk; it wasn't there.

"Oh spectacular!" Maggie looked franticly around her room.

"Uh, Maggie?"

BANG

"Ouch!" cried Maggie; she had been looking under her desk when James came in.

"Dad's already in the car… Are you looking for something?"

Maggie got up and massaged her head. "No Captain Obvious, I'm just feeding the dust bunnies...yes I'm looking for something!" she shouted at James. "Have you seen the Map?"

"Ben has it."

Maggie let out a breath. "Oh yeah," Her eyes widened and she started up again. "But where's the invisabil-"

But James cut her off. "Maggie calm down! Ben and Bailey had them over the summer, remember?"

Maggie blushed. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"JAMES AND MARGARET POTTER! WILL YOU PLEASE HURRY UP!" yelled a shrill voice that was their mother, Ginny.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Harry hissed up the stairs.

When they got to the station and went through Platform 9 ¾, (it took them an additional ten minutes to get through the barrier because the Weasleys got to the station at the same time the Potters did, and Maggie and Austin Weasley had an argument over who would go through the barrier first) they bustled through the throng of students, parents, and multi-colored animals.

James and Maggie started loading their trunks onto the luggage carriage while their parents were catching up with old classmates.

James pulled Maggie's into the carriage, while Maggie was struggling to keep hold of the bottom of it.

"Need a hand?" said a mocking voice behind them.

Maggie dropped her end of the trunk in surprise, and it landed hard on her foot.

"Ow!" she cried. "Merlin Ben, don't scare me like that!"

She glared at the red-headed boy in front of her. He ginned back at her.

"Well sorrry." he said sarcastically, and with James' help, they heaved Maggie's trunk into the carriage.

"Thanks Ben, but I could've done it myself." she said with a scowl.

"Just doin' my job…" boasted Ben.

James jumped down from the carriage. "Where's Bailey?" he asked.

Bailey was one of Ben's sisters, was in the third year, and usually clung to Ben like stinksap.

Ben glanced around. "I actually don't know. She was with me a minute ago," He shrugged. "I suppose she went and found us seats."

The train's warning whistle blew overhead, and Harry and Ginny hurried over to them while waving a hurried goodbye to the couple they were talking to.

"Are your trunks loaded?" Harry asked James, who nodded.

"Alright you two, go find a seat," Ginny said as she hugged each of them in turn. "I'll see you at Christmas, you too Ben dear." She smiled warmly at her nephew.

The whistle blew again.

"Go!" Harry persisted.

Ben hurried over to his parents and was promptly crushed into a hug by his bushy-haired mum. Ben's little sister, Marie, who was holding her father's hand, was whining about why she had to wait another two years before she herself could attend Hogwarts.

James and Maggie got into the nearest carriage, then stuck their heads out the window to say goodbye.

"Be careful," their mum said "and stay out of trouble." She added warningly. Harry rolled his eyes.

The train started to move as Ben's mum finally released him, and he quickly hopped onto the train. The four adults and Marie waved as the train started to pick up speed, and disappeared from sight when the train finished rounding the corner.

James, Maggie, and Ben turned to go down the aisles and find an empty compartment. They barely took two steps before they heard footsteps running towards them; it was Bailey Weasley.

"Hey Bailey," Maggie greeted. "Where were-" But she cut herself off when she got a good look at her cousin.

Bailey's clothing was torn in places, and she looked exhausted, as if from running.

"Bailey what happened?" Ben asked anxiously.

"Well," she began. "I've just been attacked by Delani Malfoy."

"But why did she attack you in the first place?"

"James, we've been through this, I don't know!"

It was half an hour into the long train to Hogwarts. Bailey just finished recounting her duel with Delani to her brother and two cousins.

"She just jumped out at me from a luggage carriage and pointed a wand at my throat!"

"But you didn't have to duel her!" James reasoned.

"What was she going to do, plead for mercy?" retorted Maggie. "This is Malfoy we're talking about!"

At this, James crossed his arms and gave up the conversation.

The compartment door suddenly flew open, and Austin Weasley stepped in.

"Hey you four just checking in-" he stared at his sister. " Bailey what happened to you?"

Bailey rolled her eyes. "I'm fine." she said to him.

"What happened?" he commanded. "If you've been fighting again I'll-"

"Austin, I wasn't –"

"-when mum finds out-"

"Austin, that's not-"

"-you are so getting a howler for this!"

"AUSTIN!" she bellowed.

"What?'

"Look, how about I actually tell you what happened first, before you send mum an owl!"

"Okay."

Bailey filled her brother in on the morning's events.

"Alright," said Austin after his briefing. "I'll be in the prefect's carriage if you need me, and I'll keep a lookout for the Malfoy girl" he left.

"Well, that was productive." Ben said, matter-of-factly.

"Hardly." said James. "We need to find out why Delani attacked Bailey before she has the chance to do it again."

"Oh, I think It's a little late for that." drawled a voice near the door.

It was Delani Malfoy.

A/N: PLEASE tell me what you think in a review! I really like other people's opinions about my story!

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