A/N: I realize I'm probably in over my head with this many stories in prpgress, but HP SYOC. It's set in between the Battle of Hogwarts and Albus's first year. Probably will start circa 1999-2006 for the seven-year stretch. SYOC form below.

The moon sank low over Godric's Hollow, the wind whipping through the trees. A lone figure, a 10 year old girl, wandered the streets aimlessly. Her mahogany brown curls blew into her obsydian black eyes as she walked. Curiously, as she passed the once beautiful home of the Potter family, her hair changed to a mix of raven black and scarlet red waves and her eyes a mix of hazel and emerald green.

From her pocket, she drew a small book, bound in red and gold leather, a drawing of a lion displayed on the cover.

She cracked the spine, opening to a page with an image of a woman with scarlet red curls, emerald green eyes and a genuine smile, a man with raven black curls, hazel brown eyes and a pair of wire-framed glasses and a little boy with black curls and emerald green eyes.

"Aunt Lily. Uncle James." she whispered to the picture. The image on the page moved, the woman bouncing the little boy up and down, the man kissing the woman's head. A tear trickled down the girl's face as she sat down in front of the ruined house, clutching the book to her chest.

"Jenna, it does not do well to dwell on the past and try and change it." a misty voice came from behind her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Abrams, it's just that, my aunt and uncle were killed here, not five houses down from where I now dwell, and my cousin Harry is famous for defeating the Dark Lord, yet they never knew I existed." the girl replied, reaching towards her face to wipe a stray tear from her eye.

"Jenna, I assure you, when you start at Hogwarts next September, you will be as famous as Harry. Not a student won't know thw name Jenna Talia Evans." Miss Abrams replied, hugging the young girl. She led Jenna away from the wrecked house and back to the foster home.

Jenna's parents, Rose Evans and Andrew Callen were killed by the Dark Lord when she was three for having Muggle blood in them. Rose for being a Muggle and Andrew for being half-Muggle.

Rose had been very distant from her sisters, especially after learning of Lily's magical abilities. Petunia had never really liked her baby sister, thinking the auburn haired girl would turn out like Lily, a freak.

Andrew had met Rose during a family trip to Spinner's End to visit their Muggle grandmother, who was gravely ill.

They became friends almost instantly, and kept connected as best as possible.

When Rose and Andrew were nineteen, they ran away from their families and got married in Surrey.

A year after their marriage, in 1989, Jenna Talia Evans was born.

Andrew and Rose gave her Rose's last name because Andrew's parents disapproved of Jenna, saying a half-breed with Metamorphagus abilities would bring shame to the Callen family, which only had two wizards: Andrew, and his mother, Alianna.

Jenna was shunned by her paternal and maternal families for being a freak.

Her parents tried to love her as best as possible, to compensate.

In 1992, the Dark Lord killed Andrew and Rose, prompting her to be left with her aunt Petunia. Her aunt, having Harry, the Chosen One, in her house, sent Jenna to her paternal grandparents, who sent the girl to Miss Abrams in Godric's Hollow.

She grew up in Godric's Hollow, with Miss Abrams, Callie the collie, and James, a small boy from an abusive Muggle family.

James,from an early age, showed accidental magical abilities.

He once turned Callie's white fur brown for a week.

James was six years younger than Jenna, being brought to Miss Abrams in 1995, at four months old.

Miss Abrams led Jenna into the foster home and to the kitchen table, where she set some objects in the kitchen to make tea and toast for the two of them.

"I have something that will make you feel better, Jenna." Miss Abrams told the young girl.

"What?" Jenna asked, extremly curious.

"Your Hogwarts letter came today." she chuckled. The 10 year old's eyes grew five sizes, to that of a barn owl, and a smile cracked her tear soaked face.

A/N: What do you think? This is only a prologue.

SYOC Rules:

1. I am only accepting First Years

2. No Mary Sues/Gary Stues

3. No Death E aters

4. No super powerful children

5. Be detailed and use proper grammer

Name:

Hair:

Eyes:

House:

Blood Status:

Personality:

Special Abilities: (Lycanthrope, Metamorphagus, Seer, etc.)

Family:

History:

Country of Origin: (Britain, Scotland, Ireland)

Wand:

Best Class:

Anything Else:

Good Luck! :-)