Summary: Leana Rowe has been transferred to Hogwarts from America. She seems like your average teenage girl, but she's much more than that. Leana has a past darker than any can possibly imagine…a past the holds the key to destroying Lord Voldemort.
The Chains That Bind Her Have Been Broken
Chapter One
A teenage girl with purple-streaked ebony black hair ran through the streets of New York, her black boots splashing in the muddy puddles. She made her way into an alleyway and banged on the building door on her right hand side.
"Who is it?" Said a male voice with a thick American accent.
"It's Leana," The girl said impatiently, sweeping her soaked hair back out of her face. The door opened to reveal a tall teenage boy stood there. He, like Liana, was dressed in all black and had chin-length messy dark brown hair.
"What you doing here, Lee?" The teenage boy asked as Leana stepped into the room where many other teenagers were sat around in small groups talk quietly.
"I had to get out of that place," She said, holding her head up high. "I have to get out of New York. You've gotta help me, Falcon!" The teenager named Falcon sighed and pulled out some dollar notes from his back pocket.
"Here's…ninety-five dollars," He told her, handing her the money. "Go to Boston and find a man named Louis Padenski. He won't be hard to find, trust me. Tell him that Falcon sent you. Louis owes me a favour so he can probably get you a flight anywhere you want to go, okay?"
Leana Rowe sighed at the thought of her escape from New York City. It was the happiest moment of her life. She was free from her abusive step-father and drug-addicted mother. But not everything went according to plan…
Leana sat down in Louis Padenski's living room as Louis pulled two beers out of his fridge. "Want one?" He asked. Leana smiled, but shook her head.
"Suit yourself," Louis said in his gruff voice. "So…Falcon wants me to give a chick like you some money to get out of the country? Now why would I want to do that?"
"Falcon says you owe him," Leana replied coldly, her unusual gold-coloured eyes gleaming.
Louis let out a bark of laughter. "Well, Falcon's not here…so what are you going to do?" Louis pulled a gun out from his belt.
Leana shivered at the memory of what had happened next. She killed him.
Louis was advancing towards her, gun in hand, a twisted grin on his face. "What the hell?" Leana shouted. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Louis grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the floor, Leana screaming in pain as he bent down and punched her hard in the face.
"Fucking bitch!" Louis snarled, slamming her head against the coffee table. "Think you can come in here and order me about? No fucking way!" Leana tried to break free of his hold, but he squeezed her neck even tighter. She gasped, struggling to breathe, when she noticed a knife sticking out of Louis's pocket. Quickly, she grabbed it and, just as he was about to pull the trigger, she stabbed him in the abdomen. He let out a cry, falling to the floor, blood blossoming from the wound.
"Bastard," Leana hissed and stabbed him again. She reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, rummaging through it to see that he had enough cash to get her out of the country.
"Thanks," She said bitterly, pocketing the wallet and the knife.
And now she had nowhere to go. The police had probably found Louis's body by now. At least she had managed to get to England. But where could she go? She had no family and no friends to turn to.
Leana glanced around at the practically empty street in London. The sun was just rising and all the shops were shut…when she suddenly heard laughter and loud talking from behind a black door that she hadn't noticed before. Taking a deep breath, she pushed it open to see a pub full of the oddest people that Leana's had ever seen. They were wearing the strangest clothes and Leana caught words in their conversations like 'Quidditch', 'Muggles', 'Dementors', 'Azkaban' and 'You-Know-Who'.
"Where the bloody hell am I?" She screamed. The chatter stopped and everyone turned and stared at her like she was alien. Dressed in black jeans, black biker boots and a thin dark purple tank top underneath her leather jacket, Leana looked completely normal compared to the rest of them. Even with her black lipstick and purple-streaked hair! But what she noticed most was that they were all staring at her necklace. Self-consciously, she grabbed the small silver key attached to the chain around her neck. She had never really noticed before, but there were some strange lines etched across the key that made absolutely no sense to her. Why she even had the key made no sense. But it seemed to make sense to the other people.
"S-She's The Guardian Of The Key!" One wizard exclaimed.
"What the hell is that?" Leana yelled with frustration.
Meanwhile, in a dark room, a pale-faced man with flat nostrils and red slit-like eyes was sat on a chair whilst a small watery-eyed man bowed before him.
"Have you found it, Wormtail?" The red-eyed man whispered.
"I have, My Lord," The man named Wormtail replied shakily.
"Give it to me," The Lord said, holding out his pale thin hand. Wormtail handed him a gold sphere with writing carved into it.
"As three planets burns as one, a girl is born underneath a sky of light," The Lord read out. "She alone possesses the power to unlock the secret to destroying the Dark Lord. She descends from the great Godric Gryffindor and has the power to see what is to come, to hear others thoughts, to walk through solid objects and can use the sunlight as a weapon of energy." The Dark Lord's lips curved into an evil smile. "Have you found her?" Wormtail nodded. "H-her name is Leana Rowe and she has just arrived at the Leaky Cauldron," Wormtail whimpered.
A/N: Hope you liked it! I know the prophesy thing wasn't very good. I can't write them very well. Please review!
Next chapter: Death Eaters arrive at the Leaky Cauldron, but Leana uses her new powers to escape. Terrified at what she has done, she runs into Diagon Alley and bumps into a teenage boy…one with a lightning-bolt scar on his forehead…