Sands Of Time
Prologue
Not all stories at Hogwarts involve just the witches and wizards, sometimes the most human of all the stories come from the people who are commonly shoved aside… werewolves ,vampires, dwarves, centaurs and the ones like me who don't really fit in anywhere.
My story began when my father a wizard from a long line of extraordinary talented witches and wizards crossed the forbidden line and fell in love with my mother… an elf. When you say the word elf what comes to mind? A scruffy little house, wearing a tea towel for clothes? No, there is another type of elf … ones like my mother who can only be compared to the nymphs in ancient mythology. He had met her in a forest as is typical for the elves of the earth, sitting by a waterfall playing on her harp, she looked up and their eyes met, and changed each other's life forever. Graceful, intelligent, beautiful and taught in the elfish brand of magic, my mother's beauty captured my father's eyes and her intelligence captured his heart.
They ran away the very next day and through their love I was born they named me, Selene which means "unique" in ancient elfish, a fitting name. Ten years passed but some people do not forget and some lines are not to be crossed, the Ministry of Magic came and they butchered my mother and my father. They then turned their wands on me but something made them hesitate… I was such an unlikely creation that they spared me to be tested and prodded… a freak show. I was 11 at the time not really understanding what or why this was happening to me when the elfish magic kicked in. All of the power, intelligence and grace of my people flowed into me and suddenly even before the eyes of my watchers I changed into the woman I was born to be.
The very next day a man named Albus Dumbledore picked me up and took me to his school, Hogwarts. There they proceeded to sort me into the house of Gryffindor for the wise and the brave and somehow I ended up in the same year as another one of a kind. I was in the same year as the only person ever to survive the killing curse, Harry Potter. Then something changed when a toad in pink entered the gates of Hogwarts as High Inquisitor, Dolores Umbridge.
Under her regime the "dirty half blooded" students such as myself were cast out with new rules and regulations which stopped us fulfilling our true purpose.
I'll tell you something about Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry now… it is not more a school than Azkaban. Sure for the perfect witches and wizards, with pure blood it was fine they were allowed out to Hogsmeade, they were allowed to date.
I was never allowed out of the castle grounds and I was certainly not allowed to be more intelligent than the pure, half-blood or muggle born students. Difficult when you have the more than a thousand years worth or knowledge flowing through your blood and could perform tasks without a bat of an eyelid that even Umbridge wouldn't attempt when she was off her head on fire whisky (which judging from her stumbling was quite often). To add more insult to injury I could control all of the elements , had senses parallel to none and had my mother's my mother's green eyes, light brown hair and porcelain skin whilst maintaining my father's intelligence and aptitude with spells. All in all I was an extremely powerful witch.
When I left Hogwarts (much to Umbridge's dismay) at the top of my class, Dumbledore immediately asked me to join his group to fight against the growing threat of evil. Of course I accepted.
This was where a new part of my story began; it takes place during a fight against the Death Eaters. They had decided to ambush Dumbledore when he was making the rounds to introduce himself to the new students at Hogwarts. They had come out in full force including Voldemort himself. Luckily for Dumbledore he has asked Harry and myself to accompany him, almost as if he was sensing what was going to happen. This part of my story begins here.