World War III
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter. Any reference to any person, place, book, or song is for the owners of those things. I don't own any of them. Whoever is dim-witted enough to even fathom me being J.K.R. needs to be locked up somewhere where their stupidity won't hurt themselves or others. Like a padded cell. With bars. And elevator music playing in the background.
Author's Note: I was just kind of dozing one night, and I realized that there is at least 4 years in between Ginny graduating from Hogwarts and Harry and Ginny having their fist kid. What are they doing in these 4 years? After this thought occurred to me, I fell asleep and had a dream. This is a….reformed version of that dream. Oh! And this is my first fan fic.
Chapter 1
Shiloh, Randwin, and I drew close together, our backs to one another. We all drew our bows and put arrows on our strings. We heard the men get closer, and we drew even closer together.
Then they started coming. They were dressed in full armor, their swords shining. They looked like young men, no more than twenty. I looked into their faces, and they looked as if they wanted to join us instead of fight us.
Just then, what looked like their leader came through. He was wearing a high cape of midnight blue, and his armor was the cleanest. He laughed when he saw our bows.
Everything slowed down, like everything was playing in slow-motion. It always did that when I fought. I could clearly see the leader raise his sword and charge me.
I met his sword easily with my own, and he had a surprised look on his face.
The leader yanked his sword away from mine, and spun to his right. I easily followed his movements, smiling the whole time. He sent his sword cutting towards my head –
"Nita!" my mom called.
I groaned, and then shut the book. My mom had the worst timing. She always called in the most crucial parts of the book.
I set the book on my bedside table, and then I stretched. I had read for – I checked my watch – 7 hours. That was what happened when I got a new book. When I read, my mind shuts out all contact from the outside world, and I can't notice time passing.
"Nita!" mom called again.
I sighed, then got up from my squeaky bed. That thing was about as old as dirt. It even had the word Arleen painted on the side. That name is so out of date it's scary. I smiled, then walked out of my room.
My mom was in the kitchen, making stroganoff. My mom is an incredible cook. She makes wonderful dishes, and I get to be the lucky taste-tester. I walked up to her and fished a bite out of the pan she was stirring. I popped it in my mouth and scooted out of the way before my mom could poke me. I rolled the bite around in my mouth and screwed up my face, pretending to ponder the flavor of it.
"Hmm…I deem this stroganoff…perfect!" I said, grinning.
My mom laughed. "It always seems to be perfect when it isn't even done yet."
I grinned wider. "I'm just testing the future flavor of it. I imagine the flavor I want it to be, and presto! The perfect stroganoff."
Mom laughed again. "Hey, could you go get Alex and Aurelia from school? I would, but apparently I'm making the perfect stroganoff."
I nodded. "Sure."
I spun around on my heel and scooped up the keys that had been left on the counter. I made sure my cell phone was in my pocket, and then I jogged to the garage door where we stored our shoes. I slipped on a pair of sandals and simultaneously opened the garage door.
Our car was a green minivan. Not very fast, but great for trips when you have to load a bunch of stuff into the back. Under a sheet in the corner was my 17th birthday present. I hadn't looked at it yet. My birthday was only two days away. I could wait that long.
I hopped in the minivan and inserted the keys. At that moment, the song "What a Wonderful World" came out of my phone. That meant that Candle was calling.
I flipped the phone open. "Hey!" I said cheerily.
"Hey!" Candle replied.
"So what's up?" I asked, cradling the phone between my ear and shoulder as I pulled out of the garage.
"The group wants to get together for another meeting." Candle said, lowering her voice.
I knew why. Our group meetings were very secret. If the government caught us…I tried not to think that through.
"Okay, when?" I said, winding my way through the streets to the school.
"In an hour. At the usual place." Candle told me, her voice even lower.
I nodded even though she couldn't see me. "I'll be there. I just have to drop Alex and Aurelia at home."
"You should bring Alex. He'll want to come." Candle suggested.
I hesitated. "What is the nature of the meeting? Teaching or planning?"
Candle's voice dropped so low I had trouble hearing it over the phone. "Both."
I sighed. "Okay, I'll bring Alex. Should I bring any snacks?" These meetings often lasted deep into the night.
Candle paused for a moment. "Yeah, you should." There was a noise in the background on her end, and then she said "Paul and Andre want brownies."
I laughed. "They always do."
She laughed too. There was another noise, and then she said "Andre said to make sure it's fudge."
I giggled. "Will do. See you in about an hour." I told her.
"Okay. See you then." She said, and then I heard the click.
As soon as I set down my phone, the song "It's the End of the World" came out of it. I sighed, and decided to ignore it. It was Aurelia, probably calling to order me to pick them up.
I patted my pockets, and felt my wand tucked away safely in my back pocket. You see, I'm a witch. I've been going to Hogwarts ever since I turned 11. My parents don't know that I'm a witch. I've kept it from them, because they are the type that freak out at anything out of the ordinary.
I had to keep my wand hidden though. Muggles had found out about us, and they weren't too happy. They blamed us for all their problems, and they wanted to get rid of us. It had basically turned into World War III. The Muggles were going about this in a very organized way. They actually had created weapons that most witches and wizards had no idea to protect themselves from.
That's another reason I kept my abilities from my parents. My parents were the leaders in the anti-wizard war. They were the ones coming up with the weapons and plans for everything. My parents thought that I was a normal, non-magical daughter. But I was the one messing up their plans. I fed information to the Ministry of Magic, and they told the rest of the Wizarding world what I told them.
That's also the reason for the group gathering. My friends were magic also. All the Muggles thought we were planning and discussing plans for hunting wizards. After all, I am the Muggle leader's daughter. I wouldn't do such a thing as help the wizards escape.
My phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts. The tune of Indiana Jones came on, and I smiled. Alex was one of my best friends. He and Aurelia were twins, but they couldn't be more different. Aurelia was the typical fifteen year old. She was a snappy, know-it-all, angry person. I learned the hard way to never hand her a flame thrower. Alex, on the other hand, was probably one of the nicest kids around. He was always lending a helping hand, and he was incredibly chivalrous. I was sure that he would have made Gryffindor if he had attended Hogwarts.
I picked up the phone. "Hey little bro!"
Alex laughed. "Hey big sis."
"Hey, we have a meeting tonight." I said, and I could see the school now.
He paused for a moment. "What kind?" He asked, his voice lower.
"Teaching and planning." I replied.
"Oh. Okay." I heard a noise in the background. "Aurelia wants you to pick us up."
I laughed. "I'm there." I said as I pulled into the school parking lot. "Where are you?"
"In front of the office." He said, and then I spotted them. Aurelia was sitting in the office, and Alex was lounging against the wall outside it. I sighed.
"What's Aurelia done now?" I asked.
"Apparently someone could have possibly insulted her in class today." Alex said, and even from this distance I could see him roll his eyes.
"Again?" I asked.
"Yeah, again."
At that moment, Aurelia walked out of the office and I pulled up. "How's that for timing?" I asked jokingly as the twins got in. Both of them rolled their eyes.
I checked the clock. We only had about fifteen minutes before Alex and I needed to be at the meeting. I turned to Aurelia.
"Alex and I have to go somewhere. I'm going to drop you off at home, and I need you to tell mom that we'll be home soon." I said quickly.
Aurelia rolled her eyes but nodded. I turned back around and started the car. "Alex, we need to bring some snacks, so we're going to run by the store really fast." I said.
Alex nodded. "What are we going to get?"
I smiled at him. "Brownies."
He laughed. "I should have known."
I got Aurelia home and the car in the store parking lot in record time. I narrowly missed a few tickets though. Fortunately a simple Freezing charm stopped the photo radar.
Alex had run into the store to buy the brownies. I was playing with my phone when "Holiday" came on. Naiomi was calling.
"Hey." I said.
"Nita? Nita? Is that you?" Naiomi asked, her voice loud like she was shouting.
"Yeah, it's me. What's going on?" I asked, concerned by her tone.
"Nita, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Naiomi said.
"Naiomi what are you talking about? What's going on?" I asked, my panic rising.
"I'm so sorry. I tried, but they – " her phone cut off.
Alex came back at that moment. My face was probably a mask of shock, because his face went from happy to concerned in a flash.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said truthfully, starting the car. "But we need to get to that meeting."
I peeled out of the parking lot and was driving as fast as possible to Mark's house, the place where we held our meetings.
As soon as we got there, I could tell something was wrong. You could usually hear laughter coming from the house, but there was hardly any noise.
I was out of the car and to the front door in seconds, Alex on my heels. I raised my hand to knock, but the door opened before I could.
Candle was standing there. Her face was a look of sadness and concern. "Hurry, come inside." She said, and then she moved away from the door.
Alex and I came in, and Alex shut the door behind us. "What's wrong?" He asked.
Candle looked at us sadly. "It's Naiomi. She's been caught."
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