a/n: so this is my first story thingy, please be nice but I wouldn't mind a few tips to be honest, hmm, I will write a chapter for the plot but it's basically a 'what if' story, the what if is that Voldemort survived and Harry died, also aberforth dumbledore is the head master after everyone finding out he had the same amount of skill as his older brother. also this is based on the story, have you ever?
disclaimer: i wished i owned harry potter but i don't.
June 29th 2001
Giggles escaped her mouth as her friends gave her a discouraged look, giggling when Dumbledore had said something important hadn't been rational thinking. However, her friends would be leaving Hogwarts now, abandoning her to complete her last year friendless, yes, nearly everyone thought she was odd and simply uncool but in her third year she had met some truly dazzling fourth years who had accepted her for who she was. Dumbledore smiled at the girl, she was quite close to Aberforth, they lived near each other and her parents had known him since they were young, and so he had taken her in when her parents were killed, they were much like father and daughter in a way. She sighed inwardly as a couple of people looked at her freakishly, whispered to each other and then sniggered lightly. "Lilah, ignore them." Whispered her best friend, Cecilia Scamander, she smiled at her but the mention of her name she disliked. There was no doubt in the fact, that this Hufflepuff seriously hated her name, what could get more dorkish then Delilah Dorothea Pageson? It sounded appalling, there wasn't much to like about it.
There also wasn't much to like about herself either, unlike her super attractive best friends who just got anybody they desired, why in merlins beard did they put up with her ugly face? She had light strawberry blonde hair that well down to her mid-part of her back, it was bushy and curly at the ends, she usually just left it to do whatever it liked, secondly she was unusually tall, standing at five-foot nine, she had an drastically unnoticeable chest, a tiny frame, a while complexion and blue almond shaped eyes, perhaps the only part of herself that she liked. Then sitting next to her was this angel-like person with straight, layered shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, that she looked after and took pride in, she had the most wonderful blue eyes, tanned skin, she was average height and had a big chest with curves, why the hell was she born like a rake? Oh and if it got any better she had another best friend, Ophelia, who was utterly stunning with chocolate looking, dark brown hair, glossy hazel eyes, small in height and was head girl! It made Delilah feel down right incompetent, she had never had a boyfriend unlike her friends who had baskets full. Aberforth carried on talking, making Delilah feel like going to sleep at any moment, she had barley got any rest the night before due to a repulsive end-of-term essay due in for Potions.
She had only two days left of her sixth year at Hogwarts and yet the time couldn't go any slower then what it was. Suddenly the beautiful carved doors of the great hall opened and out stepped the minister of magic, also her best friends father. He bustled over to speak to Dumbledore, whose reaction was disturbing. The Minster of magic then turned to smile at his daughter and rushed off towards the headmasters office, Dumbledore ended the assembly quickly, asking for Ophelia to visit him in his office as well. "Something must be wrong or dad wouldn't have barged in like that." Ophelia stammered, "Go to the room of requirement with the boys, I'll be there soon." With that, Ophelia left. The other two nodded at each other, picking which boys to go off and find. Cecilia went after Griffin Bole, a mousy-brown haired Slytherin boy, who has as nice as pie unlike his fellows. While she went off to find Edward Greengrass, a blonde haired Gryffindor who like Sirius Black was an alienated in his Pure-blood family and Russel Jones, nephew of a famous Quidditch player, who had red hair and was a very intelligent Ravenclaw.
She shortly caught up with the two and all three headed off to the Room of Requirement and were met by a worried, Cecilia. Delilah smiled at her friend as Edward, her boyfriend went over to cuddle her. She walked over the small library she had placed into the room when she had first found it. Of course, only the shelves had appeared but she had got enough books to fill them, and even needed another small cabinet. After an hour Ophelia returned, her facial expression shocked beyond belief, she fell into a chair, looking unhappy and jumpy. "There was a fight for magical London, we lost." Ophelia announced, it was all she could really manage.
OMG OMG OMG , YOUR KIDDING ME, VOLDEMORT HAS TAKEN OVER LONDON? WE ARE ALL DOOMED, NEXT IT WILL BE HOGWARTS!
Delilah calmed down a little after the outburst in her thoughts, she could sense that this wasn't the end of what Ophelia wanted to say. "Dumbledore doesn't think that we will be able to hold of Voldemort from taking over magical Europe, there's is something we can do though." Ophelia said moments later after gathering her nerves. "Something big, we need to travel back in time and manage the root before it becomes a weed." She stated, Delilah was stunned with the news that had just been given to her, all of them to go back in time? To Voldemorts era? "And how are we meant to travel back?" Griffin asked, a little flustered, the boy had never been the brightest thing in the world. "A tiny bit obivous I should think, we're going to use the Physikus Memoraslis spell, a spell that is very hard to cast of course." Russel said matter-of-factly. Ophelia nodded at him, "For those who want to come along on this trip the we depart at Midnight tonight, Dumbledore will have already got trunks and things ready for us." Ophelia sad lastly before leaving the room along with Russel.
a/n: well that's the first chapter over and done with, i hate it though, there shall be more to come but i'm busy with coursework as well.