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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling does. If I did own Harry Potter...I wouldn't be posting this on the internet...and it would be in book five...which would be on your worshiped bookcase that is dusted daily, just to show your adoration to your favorite series of all time...
Rachel: The World Series?!
Author: smacks forehead No!! The Harry Potter Series!
Rachel: Oh. Can you get on with it already? I only have a chapter to have my big POV segment.
Author: sighs Fine...but only because you interrupted me!
All the characters I own are Rachel, Aiden, Cornelia, Xavier, Jason, (and their parents of course, but we won't see too much of them!!! ...On with the story!!!!!
Our lives were perfect.
Why would we complain?
We had everything kids ask for,
Plus one extra ingredient
Freedom...
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Lady-livE's Version of...
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
--Take Two.
Chapter 1
The Hunter Children
My name is Rachel Hunter. I have a twin sister named Aiden, a younger sister, Cornelia, whom we call Nellie and a younger cousin, Xavier, (both of whom are the same age) and an older brother, Jason. We grew up with Xavier since his mom, our Aunt Belladonna, was always traveling, and his dad was dead. We dubbed him our brother when his mother left him with us for good when he and Nellie were seven. This really wasn't all that hard since all five of us have strawberry blond hair and twinkling blue eyes. We actually looked like we were siblings.
Our mother and father came to America, the home country of my father, to raise us in peace, unlike in my mother's home country, which was always vacillating between wars.
We were a happy family, like that family on that television show...what was it called? Oh...Full House. My siblings and I grew up in, Napa, California, USA. We were the richest family in the West Coast. We lived in a mansion the city kids had dubbed, "The Palace", which was on a huge estate. Most of the land was taken up by fields of grape vines for making wine -the business our father was in- the rest of it was open land which we could roam around as we pleased. Other than six hours of studying a day, we all had all the freedom we wanted growing up...thinking back to it, my childhood was filled with Aiden and I pulling pranks on the other three. We all rode our horses on beautiful sunny days. We played Quidditch in the pitch we had made by the stables.
This brings me to another point. We were a magical family. Meaning we're witches and wizards. Our magical teachings were taught to us once we turned eleven years old. We went to a day school called Salem's Institute Of Higher Magical Learning. I know, it sounds totally morbid. It was. It felt like a prison. The funny thing was it looked like a prison. This is why people didn't go near it. Except the people who went to school there. Ha ha...
Everything in our lives changed drastically one night, in the winter in 1992.
It was snowing. The first snowfall at "The Palace" was always amazing. Everything was white and it looked pure of anything sinister. Little did we know, being on the riding trail, how wrong we were.
Flashback
December 26, 1992
"Hey Nellie, bet you can't beat me to the stables!" Xavier shouted.
"I bet you're wrong Xae!" Nellie laughed as she made her horse go into a full gallop.
The small group had a lot of trail to cover to get back to the stables. Aiden and Rachel laughed as Jason and his horse passed both Xavier and Nellie. Then they rode quicker to catch up to the galloping trio.
"Hey Rachel, didn't Nellie say she had homework due in Transfiguration class tomorrow?" Aiden asked Rachel.
Rachel smirked and said to her, "No, no, no. That was Xavier. He needed to do that extra credit so mom and dad don't find out he was skipping class last Monday. It was Nellie who has a detention notice from Mr. Roca
Xavier and Nellie glared at Rachel as the twins passed them.
"I'll bet you anything Xavier hasn't even started. And Nellie hasn't given the slip to mom or dad to sign." Rachel laughed, smirking at her younger siblings.
"Aww come on, Rae! You aren't still aren't mad at them for telling mom about the concert...are you?" Jason asked perplexed.
"No. All I know is that Aiden and I are going to beat their sorry asses to the stables." was their reply.
Rachel and Aiden sped past the three others and got to the stable doors before they even started moving again.
After cooling down their horses Jason and Aiden had a practice duel in the training house next to the stables. A house elf came to the Training House and said,
"Pauli was sent by Mrs. Hunter to get the young misses and misters. Mrs. Hunter says it is urgent. Hurry now!" squeaked the house elf, dressed in a pink frilly dress.
"Thanks Pauli." Jason said. "Come on. Rachel, Nellie, Aiden, Xavier." He continued to be the responsible and obedient boy he'd always been.
As the siblings hurried up the long path toward the Palace, it was evident that something was wrong. All of the Palace's lights were off. All except in their mother's study. As soon as they saw this all five of them started running to the Palace's front doors.
They found their mother sitting in her big armchair that was by the fire. She stood up straighter and magically fixed their wrinkled, snow covered clothes. She then spoke in a quiet yet rushed tone.
"I packed your things. We...we're all are going to be separated for a little while...Oh please don' give me those looks. I'm so sorry I'm springing this on you. It's just for your safety..." Rose Hunter looked at her children and sighed.
"Mom...where's daddy?" Nellie asked looking across the hallway to their father's study. Everything was askew in the study. The chairs were on their sides, the desk was broken in half, the lamps were broken into a million pieces...
"I can't..." Mrs. Hunter started
"Mom? What happened? Where's dad?" Xavier asked. He was pale as the snow that was falling outside.
"No...you need to..." Mrs. Hunter tried again.
"Mom, are you ok? Your leg...it's all bruised, bloody, what happened?" Aiden said worriedly.
"I'm fine...Just listen..." Mrs. Hunter started and failed another sentence when she saw Jason pale. She looked down at her hands that were shaking in her lap. Her eyes filled with tears
"Mom!" Rachel squeaked. Everyone looked at her. She pointed to the fire. A skull with a snake coming out of its mouth was taking shape in the bright orange flames. The words 'You have been warned Rose' also took shape in the flames.
Mrs. Hunter muttered a spell that made the fire consume the words and the skull. She looked at her children and said,
"There's not much time to explain. All I can say is that your father was taken by his old school mates to begin a rise against the Light Side of the war in England. You remember the Dark Lord I told you about when you where little? His followers, who are still faithful to him, are trying to find a way to get him to come back..."
"Back? As in...Back from the dead?" Xavier asked squeakily.
"Don't interrupt please..." Mrs. Hunter said quickly. "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or Voldemort has powerful followers who will succeed in bringing him back. Your father is one of them, although he was under cover then and now." Breaths of relief came out of all five of them. "You really didn't think he was on the Dark Side for real did you? Never mind that. You all have been training with the Dark Arts and the Unknown Magics. You all have come up with jinxes and spells and potions that will definitely be of use in the upcoming war. It just depends on you to decide which side of the war you are on. The Dark Side, the Light Side, it's your choice."
"I'm separating you only because the Followers of Voldemort or Death Eaters will be searching for you in a group. The W.W. Council has a special squad that is on the case of protecting you until I send you word. We'll see everyone together again only if you make the correct decision. And now my darlings, I must send you all on your ways." She gave all of them rings with a strange design on them. "Shrink your suitcases, and then put these on. They're one way portkeys. I love you my darlings. Best of luck on your journeys...and be on your best behavior. Rachel. Aiden. I mean you both." She looked both of them in the eyes. "I mean it. No funny business." And with that said the rings were put on and the room was emptied of all children and their laughter.
End Flashback
Honestly...pushing this stuff like this on one fourteen year old, two twelve year olds and two eleven year olds and then separating them can totally be...depressing...
Notes: W.W. Council is the American Ministry of Magic. It stands for Witches' and Wizards' Council. Yes, the name was inspired by Sabrina the Teenage Witch!!!
