A/N: Please review, I don't mind flames as long as they're constructive flaming and not down right insults. If you don't like this one, please read my other story and if you could review for that. No one has reviewed that one so far so I haven't added any chapters, I don't want to update if no one is reading it. Oh well, on with the show! I hope you like it.
A/N Update: Since I only had one reader I decided to change just a few things in the story, I'm sorry to that one reader if you don't like the changes. It's easier to think of ideas without making her go all the way back to the early 1900s.
Remy Stanford is a normal 12 year old American, except that she's an orphan and a witch. She lived in a Brooklyn orphanage most of her life, her parents leaving her there when she was under a year old. A worker, which gave Remy her last name, found the baby on the steps with the only information which Remy knows about herself and her parents. She was never told about the letter and found it, while filing in one of the offices. Now that she was old enough to understand the whole letter she read it to herself again for what seemed like the millionth time.
To Whomever Finds This:
This is my daughter Remy Leona, she was born on November 13, 2065.
My boyfriend and I, aren't ready for this kind of commitment and we both don't think that one mistake should ruin our futures, also it freaked us when she was born on Friday 13th. Please take care of her but do not give her false hope, we do not want her back now, or ever.
Even though I am seeming heartless, I don't want her to have nothing, so we have included money to be put into savings and here is some information about her:
* Remy is named after my best friend Leona.
* She comes from two well-to-do families.
* Her father is talented artist and I am an excellent singer.
* She also has a birthmark on her right arm, which resembles a star.
I'm sorry I can't give more information, I do not want to ever see her again and neither does her father. Please take care of her and give her a good home since we cannot.
Sincerely,
Lily M.
PS- Please do not try to track me down.
Remy had had the letter for three years now, and had never understood everything until now. She rubbed her birthmark, it seemed to always get hot when she read the letter. She looked back at the letter, how her mother described it as 'a star', when in reality it was a pentagram. It was abnormal for someone to have such a distinctive mark but she thought it added to her appearance, separated her from the other orphans.
She looked over the paper one last time, ripped it up, and threw it out the window. Some of the other orphans thought she read the letter because she wanted her parents, the real reason was because one day she would get revenge on them. She hated them for bringing her into the world, for not wanting her, for getting rid of her, making her feel unwanted most of her life, up until she found the letter.
The girl looked out the window, letting the wind blow her long black hair. She heard girls walk past her room, talking about a random boy band. She rolled her eyes and tuned their voices out. Remy had always been mature and intelligent for her age, which caused her not to get along with the other girls. Rejection was hard on her when she was younger, until she discovered books and then witchcraft.
"Yeah, aren't they so hot.." Remy turned around and saw three girls staring at her.
"What the hell do you want Michelle?" She didn't even notice the other girls as she spoke.
"Sorry but I believe this is my room too. Go practice your little voo doo stuff, we don't want you bothering us. Go on shoo, you filthy little witch." With the last sentence she spit as Remy, it landing on her bare foot. Remy's green eyes, narrowed and she was fighting back cursing her.
"You little bitch! How dare you act like a witch is a lowly thing, you pathetic excuse for a muggle. I'll curse you all for that." She yelled and then started mumbling nonsense, this caused all of the girls to run from the room screaming.
Remy lost some of her anger but decided she didn't want to stick around anymore. She leaned out the window, reached up and pulled down the fire escape. She grabbed a couple of books and pencils before climbing up the escape to the roof. She set her stuff down on a table and pulled the ladder up by the rope. She would come up here every time she wanted to get away from it all and just read, draw or do magic.
She pulled out her blankets and pillows and arranged them on the ground before she plopped down herself. She thought back to when she first tried to do magic in her room, she accidentally caught Michelle's teddy bear on fire. She laughed and remembered that was the night after she had met Daisy and Carmen and been to their shop, The Inner Circle.
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It was two years earlier, she had stumbled upon a bookstore in a hidden alley, which had a broken sign saying The Inner Circle: Potions, Ingredients, Supplies and Books, hanging on the door. The sign saying books is what caught her eye, she didn't care what else was on the sign. Having her monthly allowance from the orphanage, she decided to go in.
She had to stand still for a moment, letting her eyes adjust to the very dim lighting. She slowly walked over to a shelf lined with different jars and bottles of all shapes, sizes, and colors. She tapped at one of the jars and then let out a small shriek when an eye appeared in the murky water. She mentally slapped herself for getting scared and looked closer. She moved so close that her nose was almost touching the glass and then tapped it again. This time the eye blinked. She jumped back in surprise and decided to continue looking around.
She noticed a huge bookshelf, which took up the entire length of one of the walls. She didn't understand most of the words, which was unusual since she had a wide vocabulary for a ten year old. She picked out a book and opened it. She tried to understand it but the words seemed to be a different language. She decided to say them out loud to see if it helped her understand.
"Wingar...wingardium. Levi...osa? Wingardium leviosa?" Without her noticing all the books which were in front of her were now levitating.
"What do you think you are doing?" Remy slammed the book shut and all the books fell back onto the shelf. She looked up at a tall red head who looked as if she was on the verge of murder. She was dressed all in black and what looked like a cloak, she also was carrying a long silver knife. All in all she looked pretty intimidating.
"I..I..I was just looking around ma'am." Remy tried to back away but found she was now stuck in a corner. She thought she was going to die until a cheery voice from the back room hollered and broke the silence.
"Hey Daisy! Come help me with the food." A shorter woman walked in from the back. Remy stared at her beautiful auburn hair, which was in braids in the front while the rest was in long waves down her back.
"Oh, a customer. Do you need any help with finding anything?" Remy loosened up some and stepped forward.
"What kind of books are these? I don't understand the language."
"Damn, you're a muggle. Sorry little girl, these books aren't for kids. There's a toy store down the street." The woman was now smiling and talking to her like she was a five year old.
"She's not a muggle. She levitated that entire section." Daisy pointed to the books Remy had just been looking at. Daisy looked back at the girl and frowned in thought.
"Name."
"My name is Remy, ma'am."
"No you idiot, you're last name." Daisy seemed to be losing her patience.
"Oh. Stanford."
"Well, she's not a pureblood. No wonder she doesn't know anything." The other woman spoke up, now sitting on a table.
"Pureblood? I don't know what kind of blood I have ma'am, I'm an orphan." She spoke her last words in more of a whisper.
"Do you know anything about magic, Remy? Oh and please don't call us ma'am anymore. I'm Carmen and this is Daisy."
"Magic? Like from magicians?" Carmen started laughing but was soon silenced by a stare from Daisy.
"No as in spells, curses, potions?" Remy shook her head and Daisy walked up to her. She grabbed her hand and pulled out her knife. Remy's eyes widened and she tried to pull her hand away.
"No, don't hurt me. Please, don't kill me."
"I'm not going to kill you. I'm testing your blood, don't worry." Remy looked up at Carmen who smiled with a silent reassurance of her safety. She stopped struggling and Daisy poked her finger. She winced and Daisy squeezed a drop of blood out. Carmen walked over and dropped some liquid on the blood. The blood changed from its red color to a bright white.
"She's pure. Yay!" Carmen jumped up and down. Remy looked at her confused and then Daisy spoke up after cleaning off her finger.
"If its white you're a pureblood, if its gray you're a muggleborn, if it stays red then you're a muggle or a squib." Remy continued to have a confused look on her face and Daisy sighed.
"Come in the back with us and sit down and I'll explain." She led the girl into the back room and the three of them sat down around a glass table.
"You are a pureblooded witch, that means your parents were a witch and a wizard. A muggle is a normal human, so a muggleborn is a witch or wizard who was born from non magical parents."
"And what's a squib?" Remy looked at Carmen and she decided to explain this since the other woman had done a lot more talking than her.
"A squib is someone born from magical parents but they have no magic, they're the exact opposite of muggleborns. Squibs use to be killed by pureblood families because they were seen as a disgrace, and purebloods use to hate muggleborns, or mudbloods, because they weren't seen fit to practice magic. It was very stupid, I have a lot of friends who are muggleborns."
"So you two aren't the only witches?" Both of the women started laughing and then Daisy decided to talk again.
"There's a lot of witches and wizards out there, millions of them. Most of all witches and wizards reside in Europe, though. Carmen and I are actually sisters, most of our family are magicborn. Proud to say we have never had a squib in our family line, just a few muggles and muggleborns."
Carmen rolled her eyes and then smiled. "So you're an orphan? How did your parents die?"
"They haven't...yet." The older witches looked at her confused.
"They didn't want me. They were young and they didn't want a 'mistake' to ruin their lives, so they got rid of me. When I'm older, I plan to kill them for ruining my life for their sake."
"She'd be a good Slytherin." Daisy smiled at her.
"Slytherin? What's a Slytherin?"
"A school house at Hogwarts. Hogwarts is a school which was in England for studying magic. It closed down about 20 years ago when Headmaster Potter died." Daisy paused and then continued.
"Harry Potter was a great man, he died saving the world from the current dark lord, Sendrul. Sendrul was the son of Voldemort, another dark lord, which had already been killed. Sendrul reigned for about 30 years, until Harry Potter came and sacrificed himself in killing him. Speaking of Harry Potter." She got up and walked out of the room and returned with a book entitled Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.
"She was his daughter, whom decided it was time for everyone to know about his sacrifices and hardships. She did a dark spell, which caused all of the happenings of his seven years at Hogwarts to be written down on paper. She released the stories about one every year, so people thought she wrote them. She pretended to write the story but really all she did was edit the year and change it to fit the present day life. She changed her name, must have been scared of people out to get her. Anyway, you can have my copy. It will help you to learn more about witchcraft and practice a few simple spells."
They continued talking for hours before Remy remembered she had to go back to the orphanage. That night when she practiced her levitating, she accidentally dropped a lit candle on Michelle's teddy bear. Since that day, Remy has gotten much better at magic and is stronger. She looked down at her paper she had been drawing on while thinking back, she had drawn perfect portraits of Carmen and Daisy. She decided to give it to them later when she visited and put them to the side. She laid down and began reading one of her books.
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I wonder what time it is. Oh shit, it's two. I'm late! She jumped up, grabbed her stuff and hurried back into her room. She changed into a black tank top and jeans, grabbed her backpack and then climbed down the fire escape to the alley. She ran through alleys and back streets until she got to the familiar alley she visited at least once a week for the past three years. She walked into the store and decided to look at the new inventory before telling them she was there.
Remy put her hair up into a ponytail and dropped her bag down on the floor. She looked through some ingredients, grabbed a few and stuck them in her bag. Since she had befriended the two witches, they had taken her under their wings and let her have her pick at whatever they had in stock, as long as she was reasonable.
She walked over to the book shelves and looked to see if there was anything new, but as usual, she had read them all. She was about to walk into the back and tell them she was there when she saw under the counter was a Harry Potter book she had not read. Must be his third year. She grinned and grabbed it to put in her backpack, Daisy only let her have one a year since that's how they were released, but under it was another book. She put the Harry Potter book on the counter and picked up this new one. It looked like a very old book, its edges were worn and the once black leather was tattered with a few holes. She opened the book and in very loopy handwriting were the words: Dark Spells & Incantations for the Pure.
Cool, dark arts. They have already let me do some, I bet they won't mind. She put both of the books in her backpack and then walked into the back room. She walked in and was confronted by an additional witch, who's messy black hair reminded her of someone. Carmen and Daisy gave her a warm smile as she walked in and another chair appeared between them.
"We were wondering when you were getting here. I was starting to worry but Daisy knew you'd be fine." Carmen hugged her as she sat down and then the new witch cleared her throat.
"Oh, how rude of me. This is our cousin, Leona, but we call her Leon for short. Leon here is one of Harry Potter's descendants. The hair's the give away isn't it? Leon, this is our adopted little sister, Remy. She's an orphan over at the orphanage down the street. We've taken her under our wing, since she has no one else." Leona looked at the girl in horror.
"Leon, are you okay? Leona?"
Daisy shook her and Leona looked around and then apologized. "I'm fine, I don't know what came over me. Pleased to meet you." She gave her a forced smile and extended her hand. When Remy shook her hand, Leona began crying.
"Maybe I should leave, I'm sorry for whatever I've done to offend you." She stood up and was walking towards the door when Leona spoke up.
"It's not you child, who has offended me. It's your mother." This caused Remy to stop dead in her tracks and slowly turn around.
"What did you say? I have no mother!" But decided to drop an already lost argument. Remy dropped her backpack and slowly walked over to where Leona sat.
"You know her mother? Who is it?"
"Tell me Remy, do you know your mother's name?" She nodded and Daisy stood up.
"You told us all this time that you didn't! Why would you lie to us like that?" Remy could see the hurt is her eyes and then looked at Carmen and saw it there too.
"I'm sorry. I thought if you knew then you would try and get her to take me back or worse, tell her what I'm planning. I don't know her last name, though. All she signed the letter as was 'Lily M.'" Carmen now stood up, mirroring her sister's dropped jaw.
"She told me you died. She told everyone you died. She lied to me, her best friend. I adored you, so much." Leona started sobbing and Carmen walked over to comfort her.
"You. You're who I'm named after. Remy Leona. That woman hated me so much, she didn't give me a last name. I had to take a Muggle's last name. I have been made fun of my entire life for being different then the other kids, do you know what that can do to a child? Where is she? I want to see Lily. Take me to her."
Leona nodded and the four witches walked out to her car and drove for a couple of hours, being silent the entire time, except for the sobs coming from Leona every now and then. The entire trip Remy planned on how she would kill her mother.
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I know plenty of curses for torture and death but that's too good for her. I think I'll kill her a muggle way, since she left me to be a muggle. Remy smirked. Over the last five years, she had practiced various ways of muggle fighting, including: Tae Kwon Do, Jujitsu, Kung-Fu, boxing, and kick boxing. She practiced on the roof at night so she wouldn't be seen. She learned the majority of it all from books but some from Daisy and Carmen. She reached into her backpack for some candy when her hand slid across something long and metal, she smirked again and pulled out her candy.
I don't need any fighting skills, just my knife. The knife had been a gift from Daisy on her twelfth birthday, to be used for certain spells and potions. It was a beautiful piece of work. The hilt was a green dragon with ruby eyes and had the Slytherin emblem engraved in black into the bottom of the blade. Daisy was positive that if Hogwarts was still open Remy would be in Slytherin, no doubt about it. Because of this, she had several necklaces and shirts with some kind of snake on it, most of them being the Slytherin emblem.
They finally arrived at a mansion somewhere in the country. Remy looked up in awe at the huge house in front of her, had this been a pleasant visit she would have wanted a tour. Leona rushed inside, followed quickly by the other three witches.
"Lily! Where are you!"
A woman with very long, straight brown hair came rushing down the stairs. "What's wrong? What is it?" She frantically asked looking around at her cousins and then she spotted Remy. "Who is this?"
Remy stepped forward, tucking her knife into the back of her jeans. "Oh, don't recognize your own daughter?" She narrowed her eyes and Lily slowly collasped onto the stairs, staring blankly at Remy. Carmen was about to rush over to her when Remy stopped her.
"No, leave her alone. She doesn't deserve your help." Remy vaguely noticed that her birthmark was burning again.
"Oh my god! Lily, are you okay?" A man with short, curly black hair came rushing to his wife and stood her up.
"What's going on? Are you okay, dear? What did you do to her?" He glared at them with such ferocity, Carmen and Daisy were reminded of Remy when she talked about her parents.
"What, you don't recognize me? Your own daughter?" He looked shocked and then looked at all the other witches in turn and then back to his daughter.
"Re...Remy? My baby? No. No! You can't be her! She died twelve years ago!" He yelled out in anger. Lily broke from his hold and slowly descended the stairs and stopped in front of her daughter.
She looked at Remy and then slapped her hard across the face. Remy's head snapped to the side and then she slowly looked up at her mother, her birthmark was increasing in heat but it didn't bother her.
"Yes, Nick, she is alive. You stupid child, I told you not to track me down. I never wanted to see you again, what I did was for our best. So why don't you just leave here and never return." She had started crying but Remy only smiled as her hate for this woman increased.
"Oh, I will mother, if you can even be called that. I will have you know that I didn't track you down. You weren't worth it. Actually just today is when I found out about you and I've been meaning to do something for the past three years. After I'm done, I promise to leave here forever. " Remy's birthmark was searingly painful but all she did was flinch once, before regaining her composure.
"Fine do it and leave."
Daisy and Carmen both knew what was coming but it was too late, Remy had already stabbed Lily in the stomach, right below the ribcage. She couldn't do anything but gurgle as blood began filling her lungs, around the knife.
Everyone was too shocked to do anything but watch in horror. Remy twisted the knife, which caused Lily to cry out in pain, before Remy pulled out the knife she whispered in her ear.
"You ruined my life for your sake, now I'm taking yours for mine." She pushed her onto the ground and wiped off her blade.
"No!" Was all Nick could yell before he ran to his wife's body and started crying. Still in shock from what happened Leona just stood there, white and trembling.
"I won't kill you father since you seem to not have known. Don't blame me for her death, blame her for thinking so little of her child." Remy rubbed her arm and noticed the pain was gone, it was as if it were never there.
Carmen and Daisy were crying but followed Remy as she walked outside and got into the car. They drove her back to the orphanage without a word being spoken. When they arrived, finally Daisy spoke up.
"Remy. You know how much we love you but....I don't think it'll be a good idea to come around the store anymore. You have learned enough from us that you can make it on your own..." Remy just sat there in shock and then nodded.
"Goodbye then. I'm sorry for your loss but I had to do it." She got out of the car and ran into the alley and up to the roof, not even stopping at her room. Once she was on the roof she collapsed and began crying.
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She cried for what seemed like hours until it began to rain and she climbed under her table. When she pulled her bag under with her, a black book fell out. She just looked at it for a few minutes before picking it up. She noticed that she had gotten some of her mother's blood onto the book when she put her knife back into her backpack. She tried to wipe it off but it didn't work, so she opened the book to see if there were any cleaning spells, but the pages were blank.
What the..? Why would they have a book which had no spells. Oh screw it. Whenever this rain clears up, I'm running away. I wish I knew a way to travel.... She stared at the book as the pages flipped themselves to somewhere in the middle. The page began to glow purple, when the glow vanished there was a spell on the page. She looked at it in awe and began to read the page to herself:
Transportation of Long Distances
This spell is used to travel to distant lands on the globe or through time. Only purebloods may use this spell because of its great need of dark magic. To do this spell you will need the following: feather of an Augurey, hair of a thestral and an eggshell of an occamy.
Cut along palm and hold the ingredients in that hand. Jump from a great height while repeating these words: Abiego ventulus. Think about where you want to go while chanting.
THIS IS NOT FOR INEXPERIENCED WITCHES AND WIZARDS.
Remy smiled grimly. This is what I have to do, I'll go back and live with my ancestors. I'll steal what I need from Carmen and Daisy. If the spell doesn't work and I die, there's no one to care anyways.
She put the book back in her bag and climbed down to her room. Making sure not to wake Michelle, she packed some clothes, books, jewelry and her knife and then made her way down to the street. She went the familiar way to the store and went inside, she knew they wouldn't be in and she had a key.
Remy grabbed the supplies she needed and then wrote a note. She told them she was sorry and she was going to try and transport to another time, not telling them when just in case they came after her. She looked at the store once more and then walked away.
She walked down the street to an ATM and withdrew all her money and then stuffed it into her bag. To the time where she's going, she'd be rich with what she had. She then headed towards her target: the Brooklyn Bridge. By the time she got there it was almost sunrise, so she stole a bagel from a nearby store and rested.
After a short time she started her climb up the bridge's long wires. She slipped a few times and then finally got to a spot she thought was high enough and pulled her supplies out. She cut into her hand, wincing and crying out in pain. She put the knife into her bag, the ingredients into her hand and looked down. It was a long jump to the water but she knew she'd rather die then live alone again. She gulped and then jumped, closing her eyes and thinking of Draco Malfoy flying and the wonderful place he lived in. She then began chanting while a flock of birds flew by.
"Abiego ventulus. Abiego ventulus. Abiego ventulus..."
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Remy felt the cold air rushing by her but it seemed to change and become cleaner and then she felt someone catch her.
"Are you alright? Hey, are you okay?" She opened her eyes to see gray-blue eyes and white blonde hair. Draco Malfoy.
