Disclaimer and Author's notes:

One, I do not own Harry Potter or the Harry Potter universe. If I did I wouldn't be in school right now, but lying on a beach watching the money come in. I own only the plot of this story and any unrecognizable characters. Any similarities to other characters made by other writers are coincidental and I apologize in advance.

This story is a sequel to "Never Fight a Fair Fight", and will go into further detail about the main character Marie and her life, starting from before Hogwarts until after the final defeat of Voldemort. This story is not about the main characters from the books. It follows cannon, but is told from the perspective of a character of my own creation. It is not meant to be a Mary Sue, and it will most likely be slow starting out.

This is one of my first attempts at writing, and I would be grateful for any advice.

Thank you, and on to the story.


Prologue: Moments in time

There are some moments in life that just seem to last forever. Moments like these are few, but when they happen they seem to signify an event that can only be described as the universe either slapping you in the face with something completely out of the blue, or as if it was saying, "What the fuck...?"

Now these moments don't necessarily happen to everyone across the planet. In fact they usually happen only when a small group of people experience it. Add to that, the event that causes it doesn't even need to be Earth shattering, just something that just seems so unlikely or absurd that time itself has to stop while the realization slowly seeps into the mind that this is not a dream.

Right now this moment is happening in a small room down in the dungeons of Hogwarts. Now for those who don't know, yes magic is real and there are schools that teach up and coming generations of witches and wizards all about it. Hogwarts is one such place. In fact, it is one of the oldest and probably the most famous. Additionally, it is considered to be one of the most highly fortified places on the planet.

It is also where our story begins.

Standing in this room are several people. One such individual is a petite young woman with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. All in all, someone most men at a bar would look at, but then dismiss in hopes of seeing someone better. She wasn't ugly, but not beautiful either, rather plain in fact if one would describe her. This woman, Marie C. Smith, was currently dressed in long black robes and bound by magical ropes to a chair.

Another, a known Death Eater, spy, and Hogwarts' potions master, Serverus Snape, is looking down at the woman he just unmasked in shock, the woman's white Death Eaters' mask slowly drifting to the ground. If one didn't know better they would be thinking that this had to be a joke. For her part, the woman was ignoring him and looking at someone else across the room. Glaring, actually, if you were to describe the look.

The object of the glare is a very old looking man with a long white beard and half moon glasses. He is the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and the head of the Order of the Phoenix, a group that opposes the Death Eaters and their leader, Lord Voldemort. Albus Dumbledore looked as though he was trying to piece together how the woman in the chair could possibly be what she was dressed as. She was not someone you would expect to be a Death Eater. In fact, she was practically the opposite.

The fourth occupant in the room was another young woman, Nymphadora Tonks. She was both an auror and Metamorphmagus. In laymen's terms, she is respectively a law enforcement officer in the magical world and someone who could naturally alter her physical appearance at will by concentrating on what to change and how to appear. Currently, she was staring in shock while her body unconsciously restored itself to its natural state. She knew the woman bound to the chair. In fact she knew that the woman quite well. She was a researcher for the Ministry of Magic and had an auror as a best friend. This woman was always getting in trouble when she came in to the Ministry's main central building because she was always carrying muggle contraptions with her that made no sense to most anyone else. How could a person like that be the monster who had done what this Death Eater had done?

Now perhaps I should explain a few things. See, right now there is a war going on in the magical world. On one side there is the Ministry of Magic and on the other is Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Then there is the Order of the Phoenix. Lord Voldemort, or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, along with his minions, the Death Eaters can be described as a group of people who want two things. One, is to conquer the world. The other is to show the filth known as muggles and mud-bloods their proper place in the world. Specifically they wanted to be either servants or pets, which depended on the sanity of the Death Eater in question. They believe quite strongly that the only people worth being considered part of the human race are pure blood wizards and witches. Muggles are those non-magic folk to those of us who don't know, and mud-bloods, people who have one or more muggles as parents.

The Order of the Phoenix is a third party to this war. They oppose Lord Voldemort and are trying to convince the Ministry of Magic that Lord Voldemort is indeed an evil dark lord and needs to be destroyed. In fact, the Ministry doesn't even want to acknowledge the fact that Lord Voldemort has returned, and was forced to rather reluctantly after an attack inside the Ministry itself. People who are Muggles and muggle-born are supposedly being protected by the Order and the Ministry. However, since the Ministry of Magic doesn't always seem to be the most stable of the three factions in this war, this is not necessarily true in every case. It's not the governments fault really, just the fact that several of the more prominent citizens in the community are servants of Voldemort.

How then did an American born, muggle raised, muggle technology using, half-blood witch become one of the bad guys trying to conquer the world? More importantly, how did she become one of the most wanted figures in said world? That would be a long story. Fortunately, time has granted us the ability to turn back the years and learn it while the four individuals in the room try and figure out the answers to these same questions.