I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Hatfield's & McCoy's.

A few things readers should know. This story features FemHarry, Helena 'Hela' Potter. And it will, eventually, have a Helena/Cap pairing. I am also moving the timeline of the Harry Potter world back so that Hela's Hogwarts years take place before the Feud really kicks off. Also, Petunia and the Dursleys, while I may mention them at some point (I really don't know if I will at any point or not) will NOT be related to Hela.

I do not plan on putting in any lemons, though that may change later on. Thus this story will be Teen, for violence and language.

Now, I would like to make two apologies, in advance. The first is to anyone, especially descendants of the actual Hatfield's and McCoy's, which happen to read this story and are offended by it. This story is based off the Mini-Series, NOT the actual feud. Thus my characters will not be historically accurate.

The second is to the readers that notice I am starting yet another story without finishing my current ones. I am posting it for two reasons, one is that I would like some feedback, which I will ask about at the end of this chapter. The other is that today I noticed, for the first time, that had put up a Hatfield's & McCoy's section, and that there were no crossovers yet posted.

By posting this, I get those bragging rights, minor and inconsequential as they may seem, for being the first.

Prologue

November 2, 1865

Jim Vance was disturbed from his sleep by a knock on the door to his cabin and a growl from Mr. Howls, his hound dog mutt.

Grabbing his pistol, he slowly made his way to his window, peaking out, he noticed an old man, with a long white beard and a bright purple suit standing on his porch, there was a bundle of what appeared to be blankets held in his arms.

"What the devil?" he muttered to himself. A bit louder he called, "Who's there?"

"My name is Albus Dumbledore," the man said.

Jim didn't recognize the name, so he kept his pistol ready as he opened the door. Looking the man, he noticed the bundle was a sleeping baby. "What you want this time of night?" Jim asked. "And what's with the kid?"

Dumbledore smiled sadly. "May I come in Mr. Vance?" he asked. "It's a cold night, and the explanation is quite long."

Grunting, Jim stepped aside, allowing the man to enter his home. Gesturing for Mr. Howls to stand down, the dog moved to its bed in the corner. "Don't suppose you can put some wood in the fireplace while I go put some britches on," he said, indicating his nightshirt.

The other man smiled, "Of course, I'm afraid I forgot about the time difference when I arrived here."

Jim gave him an odd look, before retreating into his room, still wary of the strange man in his home. When he came out a few minutes later, having put on a pair of pants, and his holster, he noticed the fire was roaring, and his lamps had been lit, illuminating the room. Dumbledore was sitting at his table, while the child was now laying in a crib beside him, which confused the West Virginian as he didn't have a crib, and his guest hadn't been carrying one. "So Mr. Dumbledore, care to explain why you're here now?" he asked as he sat down across from the man.

Dumbledore smiled sadly. "How much contact did you have with your sister Helen?" he asked.

Jim shook his head, "Not much. She left for England not long after I was born," he explained.

"Did you know she had a daughter?"

"Yeah, Lily," Jim said frowning. "What's this got to do with anything?"

Dumbledore sighed sadly. "Mr. Vance, I'm sorry to tell you, but Lily, along with her husband, James Potter, were murdered last night. This," he gestured to the child in the crib, "is their daughter Helena Rose. As her closest living relative, I hoped you would be willing to take her in."

"Wait a minute," Jim said, holding up his hand. "Last I knew, Lily lived in England. If she was done murdered last night, how the hell did you get here so fast?"

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he smiled, "Tell me Mr. Vance, do you believe in magic?"

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The next morning, after dressing and saddling his horse, Jim carefully cradled his great-niece in one arm, before setting out to his nephew's, Devil Anse Hatfield, house. As always, Mr. Howls followed him. He arrived in time to find Anse hitching his horses to his wagon.

"Lo Anse," Jim called, drawing his family head's attention to him and Helena.

Anse took his pipe out of his mouth. "Morning Jim, shouldn't you be on your way to the camp?" he asked, referring to the timber camp he ran and Jim, along with much of the rest of his family, worked at. "And what the devil you got there?" he gestured to Helena, who was bundled in blankets against the cool morning air.

"This here's your cousin Helena," Jim informed him. "With her parents and grandparents dead, I got custody of her just last night. A family friend of her parents showed up and explained what happened to me," he added when Anse came up beside him for a closer look.

Anse smiled at the black haired little girl. Her green eyes reminded him of a pasture in spring, though he frowned when he noticed the lightning-bolt scar on her brow. "Whose is she?" he asked.

"My sister Helen was her grandma," Vance explained, carefully stepping down from his horse with the girl. "And Helena here is her daughter Lily's. Apparently, Lily and her husband was done murdered. I was hoping Lavicy'd be willing to watch her whilst I work."

Anse smiled as he placed his pipe back in his mouth. "I'm sure she'd be willing. And I'm sure Will will enjoy a playmate. She looks to be about his age?"

"She's a couple months younger. Born the thirty-first of July."

Anse patted his uncle on the back. "Well let's go inside and introduce Helena to the family," he said with a smile.

As they walked into the house, Anse thought, 'Maybe this will calm Jim down a bit.'

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Hope you liked the start.

Now, I am going to put a poll up on my profile regarding this, but here is where I need some input on. I am torn between Voldemort dying permanently on the night he tried to kill Hela, or returning and hunting her down. There will still be some drama in Hela's Hogwart's years, but that will be a secret.

The poll will be open until Hela steps into Hogwarts in this story, which will be in chapter three or four.

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