New Life, New Facts

For Corona Potter...

It all started with Dobby for her. He was a little creature with large, bat like ears and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls. He was skinny, filthy and is that a pillowcase? Its as filthy as it was, with holes for his head and arms.

The well-meaning elf came to warn her of incoming danger at Hogwarts. Problem was, he cannot elaborate!

So she asked him questions...that led to more questions.

Dobby was a House Elf in servitude to a family bound by magical oaths so he can't say anything TOO damning so Dobby had to resort to loopholes in his Oaths... 'I can guess its your master trying to stir up trouble.' she frowned. Dobby had a very open guilty look. 'You don't want me to go back, right?'

'Y-yes miss! Dobby be doing anything!' Dobby told her pleadingly. 'Please don't go back!'

Corona then looked thoughtful.

She HATED this place and then there's Hogwarts. She has little reason to stick around considering what she endured last year, thank you.

'Humm...then, there are a lot of things.' said Corona. 'First off, as you know, I went to Muggle School before I attended Hogwarts.' she said, ignoring Petunia's fake laugh in the halls. 'Get all muggle files about me in this house, and at the local elementary school. There's only one in this small residential area, and I'll tell you what's next.'

'OK!' Dobby disappeared, and came back ten minutes later with her files. Corona looked at her files for what she needs. 'Sounds about right...then, do something about the Ministry and Hogwarts, particularly the Headmaster and Snape's belongings regarding that matter, so that nobody can track me down whether spell, ritual or potion and force me back here. By the way, my wand is a brother wand from the Headmaster's Phoenix feathers as its core...' Dobby gaped at her in horror.

'Oh noes, that won't do!' Dobby squeaked in horror. 'Phoenixes can find anyone with feather!'

'I guess that means I'll have to abandon this wand...and buy a new one but Ollivander will know, where can I buy wands with the same quality as his?'

'None here in Great Britain Miss.'

'Darn...for now, make sure the Ministry and Hogwarts cannot detect me nor track me down, and a way for me to do Underage Magic. Study the system so its fool proof. But before that, you think you can get me a decent dinner, a cold bottle of water and sliced meat for Hedwig and make sure no one outside this cupboard will smell it? My relatives aren't exactly...decent human beings.' she scowled.

'Yes miss!' and Dobby was gone, returning a half hour later with food for her and Hedwig that they enjoyed a full stomach for once in the room.

They waited for about until midnight...and Dobby was back.

'It is done miss!'

'Good. Now, I'm leaving my wand here...and take me to Gringotts.'

After asking needed questions about her finances that she didn't get to ask last time because Hagrid was rushing her, she managed to secure her accounts, and have a way to access money. Lastly, no other European School is to detect her otherwise Dumbledore will find her while she's 'gone muggle' in life.

Then she left for Finland after getting enrolled in a muggle school there with a little help from Dobby...and settling in down.

She faked hospital records with Dobby's help, reason why she missed a year of school. Then she gave letters to Ron and Hermione that she's quitting Hogwarts.

In Britain, she finished Key Stage 2. But thing was, she missed a year of school that she'll have to repeat in Finnish Comprehensive Levels and even then, their Math is different she had to catch up. So she struggled to catch up with her peers. It was that hard. But worth it. She's had the whole summer to catch up by applying for Summer School.

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Hey Ron, twins,

I have decided to ahem, get the hell out for personal reasons.
In short, I'm quitting Hogwarts and will continue my muggle
education. I did a lot of thinking, and judging by how things
looked, I can see which world is better regarding prosperity
and equal rights. So yeah, I quit. Not coming back to Hogwarts.

Its pointless to look for me by the way, I never told anyone

where I'm going.

-C.P

Hey Hermione,

I quit Hogwarts and decided to continue my muggle education.
Judging by culture and Human Rights alone, I don't see any form
of us having a future at all. Not to mention they still live, breathe and
think the Dark Ages. But thing is, I uh decided to 'just disappear'
instead of going the normal route as being who I am, they will
never let me go and force me whether I like it or not. Disappearing
was my only option to continue muggle schooling.

By the way, do NOT go this year. A House Elf went to warn me that
his master will 'do something' and Hogwarts is not safe this year. I
have no idea whose House Elf it was, can't say much so I had to keep
asking questions just to GET SOME DETAILS!

A House Elf is about three feet tall, flesh-colored, skinny things
who wear rags for clothes and never bathe as a symbol of servitude
to a witch or wizard they bonded with. But this elf is like, just as bad
as me in the 'Family' department that he exploited loopholes for my
sake as a form of rebellion against his Master. I'm guessing Pureblood.

Make up an excuse to McGonagall, do NOT go this year! Tell her that
you got complicated family troubles but will go back next year, she'll
buy it...maybe? As long as its not 'I quit' wherein all hell will break loose.
For now, catch up to schoolwork. I arranged for this elf to help you out.

The elf's name is Dobby. However, I told him to appear if and only if his
family didn't call him for something for his safety.

C.P

These were the letters four people got. Mrs. Weasley found the letter on the family Dining Table that her sons read...and later screamed in aghast, that it didn't take long for Mrs. Weasley to alert Dumbledore but by then Corona's out of the country and the goblins aren't saying anything on her requests.

Hermione on the other hand...consulted her parents.

'Mum, dad, what should I do?' Hermione asked, after consulting her parents.

'I think you should quit.' said Mr. Granger flatly. 'We can make it look like we're moving to America for greener pastures abroad but the move due to purchase of a house would wipe us out financially, etc. Let us come up with a good excuse. You cannot use magic until you're 17 years old anyway, so you can still read and study, just not practice.'

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Helsinki, Finland...

Corona struggled in Math but did well in other subjects. This was because she really has to catch up, big time. Then when school year came, she was paired with an advanced student who would help her catch up.

For her twelfth year of life, she enjoyed a life of freedom and excelling as much as she wanted. She was just glad the Finns have many stuff to choose from in school. She had to take a Finnish Language Course to get by when kids were learning Swedish. And the subjects are different. WAY different!

If Britain has English, Math, Science, Design and Technology, History, Geography, Art and Design, Music, P.E, Computing, PSHE and Citizenship, Finland has the addition of Literature, Foreign Languages, Environmental Studies, Health, Ethics, History, Social Studies, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Visual Arts, Crafts, Home Economics and Optional Studies.

And school here is EXTREMELY AFFORDABLE since its FREE, and school lunches are healthy and kids here weren't picky eaters while Hogwarts cater to kids' tastes...and its often not healthy.

Muggle School in Finland is much more fun with more options to explore in, and lots of activities at that that Math and learning Finnish aside, she was soaring. And she's allowed to have 'remedial lessons'. She chose that option as to NOT get left behind, applying for Math, Finnish and Swedish Lessons to tackle what she could.

Not to mention the school year has 190 days only.

Summer Break is ten weeks as opposed to that of Britain's that was a bit shorter. Not to mention there's autumn, christmas and winter breaks! How cool is that?!

And she's got access to the latest trends with her money at that. As a Trust Fund kid, her Trust Fund replenishes every year, so she has to be careful with her spending.

She also took outdoor activities that teach her Survival and Life in general. As a result of her insane schedule...its safe to say she doesn't have much time for friends. She politely told her classmates that because she was a British who relocated to Finland, she has a lot to catch up to as their education was another story entirely she was 'super left behind'.

'When I'm just the same as everyone else, maybe I can finally have friends.' she would say, so everyone left her alone...after gaping at her printed schedule in paper! Not even they would be willing to put up with what she does!

In the meantime, Dobby updates her that indeed, looking for her was a priority. He even told her that the Headmaster ordered Fawkes to take them to her through her wand, only to end up cramped in the Cupboard Under The Stairs...well, the confrontation with the Dursleys was quite...interesting...

'Hahahaha! Serves them right!' Corona laughed in sheer hysterics and vindicated that the Dursleys had to deal with angry, angry wizards. 'Keep an eye on things. If they thought of looking for me in Finland, warn me, OK?'

'OK!' and Dobby was gone to protect her from afar. Because, well, Second Year Hogwarts has long since begun for others while she's still in summer vacation.

So far so good, her first year was nice...and she never felt so educated as she does now. She felt 'smarter than last time' and she now knows two more FLs, albeit basics, but hey, FL is still FL dammit.

Life was good, so far so good.

She grew healthier as she eats well. She glowed in health as at school and at home, she eats healthy and eats fruit for dessert, and vegetables and seafood all else along with eggs, along with occasional potions supplies from Dobby that ensures her recovery from Malnutrition, and she can spoil Hedwig with all meat she wants. But the trade off was that she can no longer be a Post Owl. All Hedwig was now, was her only family member at home and only friend. Hedwig understands and indeed, they were all each other's got.

So she wasn't really lonely.

But one day, she got news that there's a dangerous Death Eater who broke out of Azkaban, saying, 'He's at Hogwarts,' repeatedly in his sleep.

'...that's a He, not a She so I'm quite OK, thanks.' she mused, but she didn't like this at all. 'However, capture that guy for me, put him in a secret room in Hogwarts with no windows where he cannot get out no matter how he tried, and keep feeding him healthy food. That's after you knock him out, shave his head and his legs off and scrub him all over in the bath, followed with manicure and pedicure before dressing him in pajamas with underwear.'

'H-huh?!'

'I want him sane for answers.' said Corona stiffly. 'Can't do that if you're malnourished. Feed him hotpot dishes with vegetables, soft-boiled eggs, steamed boneless fish and seafood with fruit and chocolate for dessert, and chilly water to drink. And make sure the guy has a toilet and a nailcutter for his hands and toes. I'll give him a year to recover before we make him talk.'

'O-OK...' Dobby very reluctantly obeyed that order.

Life went on as normal with Dobby periodically sending her reports.

She patiently waited for a year indeed...before on the final week of Summer Vacation, she paid him a visit via Dobby sneaking her in, with a Recorder he enchanted for her use, so it would work in Hogwarts.

Upon getting inside, she met with him...and pressed the Record Button.

Sirius Black. He somewhat has his hair and facial back, and with a healthy diet, yup, he has a lot back now in the time possible within a year. He looked a lot better too.

'Nice to meet you, Sirius Black.' said Corona as just for that day, his foot was chained to a pole when before for a whole year, he had freedom in his room not to mention he has had dumbbells with moving picture instructions, and other weights for workout instructions given to him after six months of special diet. 'Looking good. You clearly did the notes I left for you with my friend's help as I can't use magic in the Muggle World.'

'Corona...it has to be you...' Sirius choked out, utterly shaken. 'But I hear you left Hogwarts.'

'With good reason...I'm fed up with this backwards place and Dumbledore placing me with the Dursleys, so I ran off.' said Corona coolly.

Sirius was shocked with her words.

'Bloody hell, you're not even supposed to go to the Dursleys! That was in Lils and James' wills! Lily made it specifically-clad because Petunia hated her guts for having magic! What the hell was he thinking?!' Sirius sputtered, making Corona do a double-take, that she was never meant to go there all along yet still put up with them. 'Its clearly not activated, otherwise you'd be with my cousin, Andromeda Tonks on my recommendation back then! You also have a second cousin, her daughter Nymphadora.'

'Wow...so I could have had a normal life and upbringing, if not for Dumbledore, huh?' Corona growled, fists shaking. 'And what do you mean by he's at Hogwarts?'

'Its a long story.' Sirius moped. 'That its as good as if I killed your parents myself for being stupid.' Corona's expression hardened at his words as Sirius let out a tale of woe.

Of betrayed trust that put the man to tears...that all he could do was laugh when Peter Pettigrew outsmarted and framed him for his betrayal. And when he came to, he was already in prison, disparaged and spat at by the wardens.

'I swear on my magic that what I told you is the truth.' Sirius finished his tale, his oath activating the magic in his emotionally-broken state. Tears glistening on his face. 'And Pettigrew's in Hogwarts, posing as the pet rat of the Weasleys...I can't do anything since I can't leave this place, I have no idea what to do.'

'Izzat right...Ron's pet rat, huh...?' Corona mused. 'But first, is there a way to show my memories?' she asked Sirius.

'Well, you focus on your memories going to the tip of your wand as a string, and then pull it out using that string.' Sirius explained. 'Its tricky to work on, took me 50 tries as a kid and my batshit insane of a mother would Crucio me for failing what she deems as 'something so simple'.' he scowled. 'Pureblood doesn't mean you're naturally magically gifted, dammit. I mean come on, most of us are Squibs, born magically weak or Sterile by now from too much inbreeding, I'm confirmed Sterile myself even if I'm magically strong, a rare thing these days!' he snarked with a wave of his arms in annoyance.

'The Black Line is officially over at least until you have children. The first thing I did upon escaping Azkaban as its final Head was sneak into Gringotts late at night to make YOU the Black Family Heir. You're eligible as your maternal line is a Black and thus a direct descent. Malfoy's brat is also eligible as a direct descent, but he can only inherit the Malfoy Line despite what his greedy bastard of a father thinks.' he sneered disdainfully. 'Only sole survivors can inherit many lines like yourself as per the laws.' Sirius told her seriously. 'I would have Andromeda inherit, but she's going to turn me down for sure since in her eyes, I'm still a criminal. That left you, the only relative who gave me a chance, judging by my awesome accommodations here.'

Sirius made it a point to wave his hands towards his bed that has two fluffy pillows and a thick quilted blanket. Not far by the walls, was his chamber pots with an enchanted full bucket and dipper with soap. Then many comic books and Daily Prophet Issues to amuse himself with.

'Then when you have children, you will then name heirs to the many titles you've got as your children will be the TRUE heirs, while sole survivors are merely placeholders. You can only truly be the heir of the Potter even if I named you Black Heir, you'll simply just carry it till then. If only to keep the family money and magic away from grubby Death Eaters.'

'Oh...that's how it works? I'm protecting other families by being a Placeholder?'

'Exactly. You can ask around you'd hear that too.' Sirius grinned before snorting. 'I'm useless as a Head being Sterile. My little brother Regulus was at least low fertility but the idiot joined Death Eaters to impress our parents.' he sighed. 'The hope of the bloodline died with him and he vanished, never seen anymore before I was tossed in Azkaban, and then while I was in prison, some senile old geezer made me Head of House Black according to my Gringotts mail five years into my prison stint. I was wondering what potions he was sniffing back then, too.'

'Hummm...I'll find a way out then.' said Corona. 'I'll get word out to DMLE...with this.' Corona took out a Recorder from her pocket.

'What's that?'

'A Recorder. I sorta abandoned my wand when I got wind I can be tracked down using it, so now I'm wandless and I'm getting by with my good friend of mine.' Corona grinned, patting Dobby's head, and Dobby looked highly elated she called him a FRIEND. 'He helps me a lot with magical issues in return for quitting Hogwarts...since his dumbass of a master orchestrated the Chamber of Secrets incident. He begged me to quit to protect me as a form of rebellion against his abusive masters.' she said. 'This school has been closed until the beast is located. And it's been two years now.'

'Mm. I guess its why I'm locked in some secret room because no one will stumble onto me here.' Sirius whistled. 'Can you really get that to Amy?' he asked her hopefully.

'Who?'

'Amelia Bones. That bastard Crouch got his effing Karma for tossing me in prison without a trial when his son was outed as a Death Eater...and to think he was just a step away to Ministerhood after Bagnold.' Sirius chuckled darkly. 'Amy's got a good head on her shoulders. Give that recorder to her.'

'Alright, my friend and I will be on our way after he gets you lunch.' and they were gone. So did the shackle, chains and the pole he was stuck to so he was free again.

'...at least I have hope now.' Sirius mused as all he can do, was wait.