ATTENTION:

Hello everyone! I have decided, after many years, to resurrect my Gretchen Giudice, Harry Potter, fanfiction. This was my first ever written fanfiction and I thought it was lost to my old account, which had been unfortunately hacked. But now, I found it! And rewrote it to fit my older and more experienced style. I even changed the name, hope you enjoy!

NOTE:

I do not own, nor plan to lay claim, to the rights of the Harry Potter franchise or its characters. Gretchen Giudice, now named Gwenyth Elwyn is, and will always be, my character. I made her many years ago and will never give the rights to her as a character to anyone.

UPDATE:

I have decided to update my prologue and change some other parts to my story, so it fits the whole location if where this story takes place.

I hope you find it more interesting and informative.

Please comment and review, I need all the help I can get

Thanks!

NOW ONTO THE STORY!

Gwenyth Elwyn

and the

Dark Summoning

Prologue

Mr. and Mrs. Elwyn, of New York, United States, were Aurors. Aurors, as you may know, were a group of witches and wizards, that work with the Ministry of Magic on special cases. The Ministry of Magic is the head of all witches and wizards, and many other magical creatures, in London, England. In America, instead of a Ministry, there is the Magical Congress of the United States of America (MACUSA). MACUSA was located in New York, right were the Elwyns were raising their daughter.

Before she met her husband, Mrs. Elwyn had other plans instead of joining the Aurors, in England, like she eventually had to do. Mrs. Elywn, known back then as Jacqui Ayton, pursued an education in herbology. Jacqui wanted to be a herbologist, to work with magical plants, of the wizardry world, and find cures for certain maledies and illnesses.

Such as, the mental implications caused by the Cruciatius curse; a curse that would mentally and physically torture someone to death or even worse, insanity. It would be better to be burned alive, while having someone push glass into your skin, than to suffer the fate of those who are placed under the Cruciatius curse.

However, all plans were changed when she met him, Haydn Elwyn. It was his eyes that had captivated her, when she first saw him. An almalgum of greens and blues, shining like sea glass. She was soon falling in love with this man; indeed there was such a thing as love at first sight with her situation. It was a few months of romance and then the proposal. The engagement lasted at least a couple months and then they were married, an official couple. She cast aside her maiden name, Ayton, for his, Elwyn.

But the magic soon died, when they found out they could not have children. It became even worse when Jacqui learned that her husband, Haydn, was an Auror. Since Aurors live such a dangerous life, where they are almost always involved with deadly creatures and dark wizards, including the recent evil, Lord Voldemort, Jacqui was upset.

She felt misled and to try to make up for her annoyance, she quit her plans, of being an herbologist, and took on the mantle of an Auror. There was a mess of danger and near death experiences. Worst yet, some Aurors were going missing or winding up dead. Then Jacqui made a bad decision, so that everything changed forever.

Jacqui Ayton hid behind the chair as he had told her to. She knew he had found them, and it was her fault. She watched, still sheltered behind the cushioned seat, as he came towards the fallen man, eyes blazing with excitement. He leaned down to face the man, eyes gleaming coldly into the man's dark brown ones, that were wide with fear.

"Do you know who I am?" the man asked coolly, to his panic stricken victim, who was on the floor.

"Y-y-yes." he stammered, as he quickly glanced at the armchair where Jacqui was hidden.

"Then you know why I am here." the cloaked man whispered softly.

"Yes." and the man got up, off the floor, and onto his feet. "And I should not be such a coward in the face of a needy child!" he roared, brown eyes darkening as his enemy's lit with raging fire.

"How dare you!" he shrieked as he raised a smooth, stick-like object, which turned out to be a wand, pointing it at the man. The angry man hissed something that was nearly inaudible, but Jacqui could make it out. She knew what was going to happen next, as she watched in horror as her worst nightmare came true.

She saw the other man fall back to the ground, screaming, a blood curdling sound. She could see as he writhed and seethed in pain, tears falling from his eyes. He began to sweat, great drops splashing to the ground. His torturer watched with sickening delight, as his victim's mentality was being shattered.

Jacqui knew she had to do something, so she did. She took out an object, a wand of her own, that was a pure white color. She called out, a light whooshed from the object in her hand, missing the crazed and violent wizard by inches.

"Get away from him!" she screamed, as she shouted another command, causing the wand to spurt out more light, which almost struck the evil man. He dodged the curse and flicked the wand in his hand, nonchalantly.

And she fell. She fell to the ground, hitting her head hard, against the cold stone floor. Before losing consciousness she saw glowing lights and heard a promise. The promise that would affect her future and the future of everyone she ever came in contact with.

Having had their daughter, Gwenyth, the Elwyns fled from England, taking refuge in New York, U.S. They had been loyal to the cause, fighting the Dark Lord and his followers, the Death Eaters. But now it was time they raised their daughter. They changed their names and their identities.

They made it look like they were the countless number of Aurors, that had died in the war between good and evil. They wanted their daughter to live a normal life. Away from the magic, the wars, the chaos, the death and destruction that they, her parents, had been raised in. Their daughter was raised a muggle, or no maj, and fit in with the real no maj's.

She was safe and kept away from the deadly truth about her people. The magic war, that was waging on in England, and the deaths of people, who were disadvantaged, born without magical powers. The time came where the truth was discovered, the Elywns were hiding in New York.

The head of the magical government urged them to leave New York City, so they did. They left all their belongings, set their house on fire. And made it look like they had been killed by the dark forces, that had hunted them down for defying the Dark Lord, once more. They now were in California.

California was a stark difference to New York. There were no visible seasonal changes. It was almost always bright, sunny, and very hot. There were beautiful beaches, stretches of sand that hugged the coastline of the Pacific Ocean.

The ocean itself was a deep, dark blue. Their daughter quickly adjusted to the change and even found it to be better. She made new friends. Loved the beaches and the mountains, snow capped colassal and towering, naturally made, structures.

She adored the scenery, the green grassy hills and the flower strewn fields. Her parents raised her in a ranch. Where she learned to take care of animals, such as horses, goats, and sheep. Her parents worked in real estate and corporate law. She was friends with everyone, even the teachers.

She got excellent grades and excelled through her classes, skipping to other higher levels of education. Then she turned ten. All that changed. She began showing signs of being different than the others. She would mysteriously disappear and appear in places. When she got upset or scared, glass would strangely break or melt.

Doors were easy to unlock and windows were easy to go through, even if they were closed and the glass left unbroken. Butterflies and birds materialized whenever she wanted to see them. The sun would be covered up with clouds, when she felt sad, and the sun would shine brighter, when she was happy.

Then she could also speak with one particular species of animal, and that was the final proof. Her parents had hoped she would be non magical, a squib. They had hoped she could live life as a no maj. But they were wrong.

After learning this truth, they received a series of letters from the school, they had attended, in England, as well as from the Ministry, back in London, where they had escaped with their lives. They were being called back and so was their daughter. The secret was out, they were discovered.

They packed their bags, ignoring their daughter's incessant whining. They looked back at the little ranch house, at the animals they had raised. They allowed their daughter to kiss them goodbye; she wet the horses' manes with her tears and gave the goats a kiss, wiping their hair away from her wet cheek.

They boarded the ship. A plane would have been too dangerous as the letters, they received, informed them he also knew. Knew that their daughter was magical and their daughter might carry on their family legacy, a legacy built on defiance against him. They registered their daughter into a muggle school, in London. Determined to prevent her from learning the truth, until the time was right.

Commentary:

I added more details to my story. I hope you find it better this way.

So, what was this mistake that Jacqui made?

Who was that man who was being tortured by, you guessed it, You-Know-Who?

Hmmm...how will it play throughout the story.

How did Mr. and Mrs. Elwyn end up having Gwenyth?

Who is Gwenyth and where does she play into all this?

Just some questions, to get you thinking.

Review and comment!

Thanks!

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