Wanting the Past
If you told me two months ago that I would be here, living with The-Boy-Who-Lived, I would have thrown you in the lake. If you told me that my sister, adopted of course, and best-friend was the heir of Slytherin... Well, let's just say the men in white jackets would be enjoying your company at the moment. I would give anything to be back in Hogwarts two months pror of the present.
TWO MONTHS AGO
Three girls sat by the lake, one was a Slytherin of average height with blue-gray eyes and long raven hair; another was a tall brunette with hazel eyes, funny she was a Gryffindor; the last one was a short strawberry-blonde with gray eyes, she just happened to belong to Ravenclaw.
"Elizabeth, tell the Trio to leave us alone," the red head moaned as she saw the three seventh years headed toward them.
"Elizabeth, why do you hang around with that Slytherin?" Ron, always the forward one, asked.
"I'm not a Slytherin. I'm a Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff. Say it with me Huf-fle-puff!"
"Jayden, 'the names Koda, say it with me Ko-da.'" The Ravenclaw laughed. She started to stand up when Harry held out his hand to help. "Sorry, Harry, funny thing about shaking hands you got to HAVE hands."
Harry looked down to see his hands were gone. "Ron, your brothers were always good for a laugh." Elizabeth laughed as she held up some invisible powder that she bought from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.
PRESENT TIME
I guess fate curses the content. Here I am sitting in the kitchen with my old professor. Lupin was the one who comforted me when I saw my parents' house destroyed and saw their mangled bodies. He also kept me from doing anything stupid and for that I'm grateful. He became sort of the Father Figure in my life after that.
So here we sit listening to Harry, Ron, the twins, Bill, and Tonks fighting over what to do next.
"No wonder why Telyon was never messed with by the others. She's their Lord's bloody daughter!" Ron said.
I stood up and had my wand pointed at his throat. "Take that back, you little weasle! Jayden was raised an orphan and than as my sister. She had no idea who her parents were. NOW TAKE IT BACK!"
I felt Remus come up behind me. I shook my head, "Stay out of this."
I knew he wouldn't, it was worth a try though. Sure enough he came, pushed my wand arm down, and motioned for the others to leave. His shoulder-length, gray flecked hair shook as he motioned Tonks to leave as well. When we were alone he pulled me into a hug and took my wand away from me. He pushed me, gently, into a chair and knelt before me. He wiped the traitorous tears from my eyes and looked at me both sternly and lovingly. Like I said he took the place of my Father after-.
"You know he couldn't help it. Elenza, you MUST control your temper."
I shook my head my hair shimmering in the fire light. I tried to stand up but he blocked my path. So, naturally, I jumped over the arm of my chair and headed for the door. When I got there I couldn't open it so I started hitting and kicking it. Stupid werewolf took my wand. He sighed and came over, he pulled me away from the door and I started beating him in the chest. I couldn't see him through my tears. When I couldn't hit him anymore he just held me as I cried.
For the first time in two months I cried. Tears fell for my parents who did nothing. For Hogwarts, now used as Voldemort's Palace. For the lost, including, Elizabeth. For the dead, including, Dumbledore. For my sister in all but blood stuck doing Merlin knows what.
When my tears were shed Remus picked me up, stupid werewolf I hate being held like a child and he knows it, and put me on the couch that had been moved to the kitchen. He pushed me down when I tried to get up so I just rolled over facing the back cushons. He rubbed comforting circles on my back. He thought I was asleep when someone crashed through the door.
"Moony, why did you lock me out?" the man asked.
I guessed Remus pointed at me because they were silent for a while.
"I still don't see why?"
Padfoot, do you want your godson's best friend dead? No, I thought not, if I had let her out there before she had calmed down we wouldn't have to worry about the war out there. We would have to worry about this seventeen year old murdering anyone who got in her way!"
I smiled imagining Sirius' dumbfounded expression. Dumbledore had transported the stunned man to the Carribean while he was falling into the veil. Good thing to because someone would be dead if it wasn't for him and Remus.
"What is her problem?" Sirius asked.
"How did you feel when James' parents were murdered for nothing? How would you feel if unbeknowest to your or James, he suddenly turned out to be the heir to HIM? Forget that, how did you feel when Peter-"
"Stop!" Sirius was breathing as though he had just ran a mile. "I get it... It still doesn't give her the right to curse Harry or Ron."
I could almost see Remus shrug, "I talked to her about it and I will again when she wakes up. Will you tell Harry and Ron to lighten up on her?"
"Remus, she wasn't the only one to lose somebody. There's hope for her friend, there is none for their's." Sirius, I guessed, left with that. I almost forgot that Hermione was killed in the Hogwarts take over. I did feel bad for Ron and Harry. Hermione was always one to discuss a good book with. Oh well, feeling bad is not going to bring her back. I heard Remus come up behind me and move my long hair out of my face. He leaned over, kissed me on my brow, put a blanket on me and walked out. Feeling safe, or as safe as you could feel, I fell asleep.
