Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, unfortunately I'm not Jk. Rowling either :(
The next generation:
Tabitha Chronicles
Prologue
Somewhere in the moody weathered Country of Australia, a young girl is born in a dirty old motel. The father of the child stood right by the window as though looking out for any intruders. The red head midwife grabbed a hold of a sanitized medical scissors and cut the child's umbilical cord. She wrapped the baby in a clean cherry cloth and handed her to her mother.
"There, there now my child" the mother cooed in happiness as the little baby girl cried. She smiled as she looked to her husband, then back at the baby.
It was unfortunate that the baby couldn't be born in a much better time. Weapons of mass destruction may not be heard, but the world was far from peaceful as another type of evil had broken loose.
Sally Windsor and Robert Windsor had wanted to start a new life away from the world they had come to know, so they came up with changing their whole identity. For a while it had worked.
Sally Adams and Robert Adams lived in harmony for a few months. But like any good things; it didn't last. Word traveled fast, and families who tried to change their identities started to get caught. At the time, Sally already knew that she was pregnant. So Robert and Sally decided to go on a run. Changing locations every now and then until it brought them to the very moment their baby girl was born.
The world Sally and Robert knew was being seized, and anyone who resisted got exterminated or thrown to a prison where the warden literally gives its prisoners the kiss of death. It's worst for the two expecting parents since they were for a fact resistance to the one who cannot be named.
Robert looked lovingly to his wife, moving away from the window. He looked at his baby girl and smiled. She was beautiful. Her small fingers were rolled up as she thrashed about. She looked so delicate and the thought of her getting hurt sent Robert's heart reeling.
"We have to move Sally" he said seriously, beginning to pack all of their belongings. He took a whole load of cash out of his bag and threw it at the confused midwife.
"No! You can't go yet! She needs to rest!" the midwife said, enraged. But to her annoyance, the man wasn't listening at all. He continued hastily packing everything as though she wasn't even in the room. The midwife looked at the money he gave her. Her eyes grew big as she realized that he had over paid her. By the looks of things, it looked like there was at least ten grand in that stash. Her eyebrows furrowed as she realized that even the woman was starting to get up.
This was clearly an outrage!
Melanie Jacobs had been very surprised indeed when the man and the woman had shown up in her doorstep, asking for her assistance. Somehow these two eccentric couple had known that she was a midwife despite the fact that she was a complete stranger.
Melanie took one look at the pregnant woman and knew that she was in labor. The young woman's face was flushed red, her dark curly hair stuck to her nape due to sweat. Melanie had thought about turning them down, but the terrified look in the girl's unusual electric blue eyes had gotten to her.
Melanie stuck with the woman for nine whole hours, all the while keeping a close watch on the husband who looked far too anxious.
The thought that perhaps the couple was fugitives from the law had crossed her mind in the beginning when they dragged her all the way to the motel right across the street. She had suggested the woman have her baby born in her house, but the man refused, mumbling about explosions, and not wanting to pay for the damages once the ministry caught up with them.
Melanie now watched as the woman took the baby in one hand, while holding on to her bag. The woman looked at her husband and nodded. "Were ready to go when you are" she said solemnly, still looking exhausted. That's when Melanie snapped.
"There is no way you guys are leaving! You just had a baby! And that child can't handle stress right now-" Melanie started, but the man turned towards her.
"We are forever indebted to you, Melanie Jacobs. But we must go before they come. And I suggest that you do too" the man said kindly, his dark eyes boring in to Melanie, robbing her of speech.
He was beautiful, Melanie thought to herself. Come to think of it, the couple was a handsome pair. He walked towards his wife, and kissed the baby's forehead.
"I'm sorry you had to be born in such a bad time Tabitha…" the man said before laying his hands on his wife's shoulders. The woman looked lovingly up at the man, then to Melanie.
"Thank you for everything Melanie" the woman said in a frail voice, looking at Melanie tiredly. Melanie gaped at the two of them; she didn't remember telling them her name.
A second later there was a poof!-ing sound, and the couple disappeared in thin air without a trace.
Melanie stood there for a few moments, her heart beating so fast. She ran out of the room, and quickly down the stairs. She let herself inside her house across the street, went to bed and never mentioned her experience to anybody else.
note: This is my first crack at a harry potter fanfic. I hope you guys don't crucify me. i mean, its okay right? The story I mean? Never mind, I'm going to go and watch TV