Heya everyone! Welcome to my first Harry Potter fanfiction, huge fan, first time writer. ;)...crickets chirp, ya ya ya, not funny...:P. Yes this is only the prologue, expect the next one up tomorrow. Hoot hoot.

Anyways onto the disclaimer. I don't own Harry Potter...blah blah blah...JK Rowling does (she is a goddess...but...but...but...SIRIUS! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sniffs I feel better now). Sorry JK, gotta change it a bit so Sirius is alive in my story, bows in forgiveness, I but luuuuuuuuuv Sirius too much.

Anyways onto the story...winks.


Of Warriors, Rulers, and Healers
By Kelandra Surisha

Prologue – Of Runaways and Soft Goodbyes

When a life flies away, its worth it to take a moment and breath, knowing there is no finer way to spend your life than knowing those you love are in the arms of those who care. Anon.

An instant, that's all it took before her world shattered. But still…she knew Sirius Black…he needn't be involved in this.

"M'lady," came the softest voice that seemed to echo in the wide stone chamber, "m'lady 'tis time."

A woman in long black robes turned to face the soft voice, her velvety black hair fluttering for a moment over her deep emerald eyes. Her long black robes stretched out towards the floor, as if longing to feel the cold stone beneath the soft layers of silky fabric. Her long black sleeves seemed to dangle as did her robes, scraping the floor just as her robes did. From within her long black sleeves emerged two soft hands, as tanned as the rest of her body hinting towards a Mediterranean background, that clutched a small bundle wrapped in royal blue cotton blankets.

The woman slowly lowered her soft slightly pointed face towards the bundle. Lightly she pushed the blankets back revealing a small baby boy in her arms and she kissed the top of his raven black hair. The baby looked up at her with big beautiful eyes, a mixture of black brown and blue that sparkled as the woman rocked him slightly. He reached a small chubby arm up towards her and she kissed the fine tips of his fingers. "I promise you," she whispered lightly. "I promise I'll be back,"

"M'lady it is time!"

"I know,"

"I'm sorry m'lady, if there were any other way…"

The woman with emerald eyes raised her eyes and all the life within her eyes seemed to shatter. She brushed her fingertips over the baby's hands and handed him softly to the other woman with long flowing blonde hair and silvery blue eyes. She gasped in surprise and clutched the tiny bundle.

"I want you to contact Dumbledore," the emerald-eyed woman demanded, but her tone was as soft as she could make it, "tell him there's been a change of plans,"

"M'lady…" the other woman commented before being cut off by the other woman.

"Frieda," she whispered lightly, "you've been everything to me for so long."

"M'lady," the blonde woman, Frieda, whispered.

"And I want you to be everything for him," she commented turning her back on Amelia and turning towards the only thing in the chamber worth the time to focus on. The large window that seemed to call out towards the starlight to warm the dank castle they stood in.

"M'lady I don't understand…"

"Frieda its time to leave me," the woman responded, her eyes brimming with tears, "leave, fly far away, take my key and take my money, I wont be needing it anymore."

"But m'lady I can't leave you!"

The woman turned harshly towards her, her tears brushing away as she turned.

"You can and you must! You must take him, raise him, far away from all of this,"

"But Dumbledore has arranged for you two to…"

"Sirius Black must not be involved," the woman seemed to below, her voice echoing off the still walls flowing through the quiet corners of the room that seemed to magnify her voice in response.

Frieda nodded and clutched the tiny bundle.

"You can't stay with me, he can't stay with me," she responded, "a life on the run from them is no life for a child or a friend," the woman turned again, pulling the hood of her robe over her face. She reached over towards her side, reaching for a long slender brown broom. Quietly she lifted it and mounted it.

Frieda clutched the bundle tightly in her arms as tears softly rolled down her cheeks. Frieda closed her eyes and for a single moment was lost in the reality of everything. That was when a final thought emerged from a stream of thoughts and found its way to her lips.

"His name?"

The other woman turned and the words seemed to slip her lips, so warm and loving.

"Donavan Shane Tahmores…" she paused.

"Black, m'lady?"

"Someday, yes," she whispered, "tell him his last name one day."

With that she disappeared over the edge of the parapet, flying into the night and away from sight, blending into the sky as the silk of her robes fluttered in the breeze.


Clutching a small bundle in her arms, Frieda Aileen Escalina swiftly and silently moved through a dark passage at the bottom of a large skinny flight of black stairs. She seemed almost to flow, her dark black robes lightly brushing against the ground as she moved, creating a wake as she began to wade through a knee-deep trench of water that filled the last stretch of the corridor. She brushed one hand softly over her swollen womb as she reached the end of the corridor and held a hand to the wooden door with a small hole near the bottom allowing the water into the corridor unintentionally.

"Emigo intaro," she whispered as the door opened, allowing a fresh flow of water to wash over her, up to her waste. She waded into the water and away from the door before turning again. "Flightonis intaro," she whispered and the door shut and blended into its surroundings, becoming invisible to all but those who knew it was there.

Amelia turned and took one last glance back at the large castle at the top of the hill. Lanterns were lit, giving the castle an eerie look and she knew they had come. She just hoped that had not come for the reason she feared.

But it didn't matter now. Clutching a tiny key in her long slender hands, she closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. "Shingo transform," she whispered as her long silvery blonde hair seemed to shrink into her hair and as the moonlight pooled over her head the blonde was enveloped by brown and when she blinked her silvery blue eyes had been replaced by dark black pools of ebony. Her pale skin darkened only in the slightest and softest signs of freckles appeared on her cheeks.

It didn't matter if they looked for her now, not even he could find her. Neither of them could.


So there's the prologue. Hope you guys all enjoyed. ;) Yes, more will come soon, yes we will meet Sirius and Harry and all of them in Chapter One. :D

I hope you guys all enjoyed and please read and review.

Kelandra Surisha