Chapter One: A Mission for the Past
Disclaimer: The only Characters I own are the Draka, a fictional race of magical creatures I made up, the brilliant JK Rowlling owns everything Harry Potter in this. Purely fanmade!
Hey everyone this is Seph4evr with a little HP alternative. This is my first fic on this site and I would be honored to have you review it! I'm not sure this one will go anywhere; I just figured Severus and Lily deserved a chance and decided the best way was to send in someone who can stop Severus from slipping up. Please tell me what ya think if it's good bad or neutral criticism =) ty and I hope you enjoy!
Dark clouds gathered around the small secluded cottage in London, curtains of rain pounding the roof tiles. The sound comforted Kamaria as she waited anxiously for the rest of her coven to apparate to the appointed meeting house, the abandoned cottage. Her mother and father were the first to arrive with her along with the Draka Coven's Virdrako, Akida, and it was under his stoic expression that Kamaria sweated in her new dress robes for the occasion. His dark green eyes leered into her own emerald orbs as if she was a piece of meat he may or may not want to buy, he had been studying her like that for over an hour. This wasn't Kamaria's first meeting of the Coven, why was she so worried? She remembered that it wasn't a night of the full moon when they usually had their meetings, this added to her anxiety. What did she do wrong to have the wrath of the Coven Elders against her? Finally, the five Elders apparated into the room within seconds of each other, all wearing their black long coats of dragon hide that shimmered with the pattern of scales in the starlight. Her judgment would apparently come now, she clenched her slender hands into balled fists. She had put so much into her final years of training to finally make it to her Final Test to be a proper member of the Coven, and now it was for nothing, all of it perfected for nothing. She thought she'd been doing everything right, all the rituals they held in such high regard, maybe she had slipped up somewhere? She struggled to pinpoint where she could have possibly messed up but couldn't come to a conclusion before the oldest Elder motioned her further with a long bony finger. He was one of the oldest wizards of the magical world and highly respected in the Coven for his wisdom and heritage of one of the Draka. Kamaria took a deep breath and held her chin high as she stepped forward to hear his wise words regarding her fate.
Saggezza motioned the trembling young girl forward, her long golden hair spilling across her angled face before she raised her chin high to meet him. Such bravery, He noted. She possesses all the House attributes, love for knowledge in the tomes, bravery to face any foe of the Dark, loyalty to her family and the Coven but most importantly the power and ambition to pull all the attributes to use under one purpose. She was exactly what they needed to save the young half-blood and make a difference in history. The right choice. He placed a frail hand on her squared shoulder and noticed her eyes waiver, were those tears glistening behind her eyes? He gently prodded her mental boundary and felt a rush of fear masked by determination to meet whatever his Council saw fit. A small smile stretched across his aged face and he whispered, "Young one, do you really think we have a reason to kill you? What use would all your hard work have been if we only planned to kill you?"
Puzzlement clouded her bright young eyes. "Elder, maybe I had slandered one of the rituals or disgraced the Draka. I, myself, am not sure but I must have done something wrong to be called to Council." Her gaze faltered as he continued to smile.
"What if your death was the punishment of your parents for not upholding the Coven's law?" he tested.
She steeled her posture and stared into his glowing eyes. "Then I as their only child proudly accept so that they may change their ways of wrong and repent to the Drak. Is this the case, High Elder?"
Her voice cracked at his title, she was pure and loyal to the Draka ways, a worthy member of the Coven for this final test. He shook his head and smiled. "Kamaria, named for your Draka's shimmering iridescence, have been chosen. You have mastered your Draka's abilities and have perfected our ways, something none of our kind has done since my own youth, many years ago. Therefore, you are the one who will Travel through time to a point to where young witches and wizards of our interest are within their Fifth year at the famous school of Hogwarts. You are to save these students from their most unfortunate ends."
Kamaria let out her breath, not realizing she'd been holding it for the Elder's answer. "Does this have something to do with Voldemort's War?" It was about the time a certain group, the Death Eaters, were gaining a lot of strong wizards and witches. The High Elder nodded.
"But, if I change the course of time, I can disrupt the whole order of things!" She remembered that many of the young heroes who had ended the War had parents that hooked up during the time frame Saggezza was implying.
"You will only be making things what they should have been without Voldemort's influence, my dear. As Draka, you will not be influenced as our people Travel freely and you are now of age to go about Time in the mortal realm of muggles and magic." He held up his hand to silence her. "It is an order from the Council, and it is final. Am I clear?" She nodded and looked down at her new leather boots, bought for the occasion. So this was why her parents had garbed her in new robes and boots, they knew she would be called for this. She looked back up to the Council of Elders as they presented her with the cloak of the Coven members. "We will commune with you to make sure you complete what you must during your time there with this," he presented a small crystal orb that swirled with a pearly light. "a Pearl of the Draka." It was attached to a fine silver chain that he offered to Akida who delicately fastened the jewelry around her neck. Every Coven member had one, if not around his or her neck then set in a ring or bracelet, fastened to the body so as to not be misplaced on missions from the Council. She was finally part of the Coven, a proper member! Excitement surged through her as she readied herself to Travel to the year of 1975 and with one last smile towards her parents, Kamaria Silber focused on her shining white Draka and Shifted into its radiant form and Traveled to the entrance of Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Kamaria scanned the surrounding woodlands behind which the school of Hogwarts hid, her large pearly white head skimming the trees. Sighing, she Shifted back to her regular form and straightened her robes. She was at a loss; she should have asked Saggezza exactly how she was going to attend Hogwarts for her own schooling while on the mission. She was of age to attend as a Fifth year student, but where did she come from and which house would she be sorted to? She hoped it wasn't Hufflepuff, yellow didn't go with her at all and the thought of being represented as a badger! She shivered. She began walking down the worn dirt path to lights in the distance, what she assumed was the school, and hoped for the best. It wasn't until a distant howl, carried to her ears by the silent breeze of the night, that she remembered about the werewolves that roamed the forests along with other Dark creatures. How could a Coven member be so unprepared? Hysteria almost claimed her when a heavy hand gripped her shoulder.
She was almost too afraid to face the hand's owner when a voice chuckled beside her. "My dear," Akida, "Not afraid of a few pups are we?" His velvety voice calmed her a bit but now she had her region's Coven Virdraka watching her as she shook in her boots! She hastily shook her head. "Good, you might have to face a few during your time here, Drache knows I have. But now, you weren't expecting to be doing this on your own? You are only a child of 15, you haven't the documents to acquire proper position as a student while I have them right here." He pulled forth a manila envelope thick with papers from his billowing robes. "We have been keeping track of your academics of all sorts, students will envy you, admire and hate you, you know, for your records. His eyes studied her face for a change in expression but got none, she was a rock, he would not daunt her. "Why thank you Virdraka Akida, now I only wonder what house I will get." She looked up from their path to meet his gaze. "Which do you think I will get, sir?"
The Virdraka thought for a moment. Was the girl really curious of his opinions of her and her attributes? Or was she merely diverting the conversation so she doesn't look like a fool? The later amused him and prompted his next remark. "Surely you will get the house that best suits your greatest attribute, which appeared to be your loyalty to the Coven at the Council meeting. If I'm not mistaken, that would be Hufflepuff?" He stole a sidelong glance to gauge her reaction. As expected her face screwed up and she turned her large emerald eyes to his snide grin. "Virdraka, surely bravery and power outweigh loyalty? I simply can't be a Hufflepuff, yellow is such a dreadful color on me." She looked rather sad actually, and to his dismay he actually felt pity for the girl. If it wasn't for her trademark green eyes of the Draka she would look golden in yellow, but like all Draka, she loathed the color. "Honestly, Kamaria, I've heard that the hat or whatever that sorts you considers your opinion in the matter. And I'd hardly say you only displayed loyalty to the Coven, but also bravery to suffer punishment for a crime you knew nothing of." She considered his words for a while. What he said was true. But I was only brave due to my loyalty of the Coven and the trust in the justice of the Elder Council. She was still pondering what House she would get when they reached the gates of Hogwarts as they opened to greet them. A dark figure glided toward them carrying a single candle. The figure appeared to be a tall witch with small circular spectacles and a slightly crooked pointed hat, typical witch without the warts. She took the pair in with her warm brown eyes silently then turned for them to follow her into the school. Kamaria could hardly keep herself from running down the cobbled walk to the giant doors. She was about to start her first mission for the Draka Coven and her first year attending Hogwarts. She wondered who she'd meet and which House she'd be calling home for the remainder of her mission. Akida sneered at the eager bouncing ball of energy beside him. He never displayed such eagerness for his first mission, he had been professional and acted how a Draka should, proud of his power and superior abilities. Another howl echoed in the distance followed by many others. Maybe she would learn to requite her childish emotions once she got a taste of what she would be up against? The thought made him smile as they climbed the steps to the now welcoming doors, but even the thought of a humiliated young Draka paled in comparison to the image of an angry Council and the other Covens as a result of her humiliation and failure.
Kamaria's jaw dropped in wonder at the grand entrance hall before she remembered who she was, Draka. She had to do her duty, job first, fun second, or was schooling second? She cleared her throat and regained her composure as they crossed into the Dining Hall where the four enormous tables stretched the length of the room with the teacher's table at the far end framed by the beautiful stained glass windows. Candles were floating everywhere and the starry night sky was reflected in the charmed arched ceiling. As they were led to the headmaster, a gray-haired wizard dressed in flowing blue robes and with a long beard kept neat by a cord near its base. The witch who had led them in gestured for silence and flourished with her knarred hand toward the wizard who was settled behind a dais garnished with a gilded owl statue. "Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Albus Dumbledore!"
The great wizard looked down his hooked nose at Kamaria through half-moon glasses, studying her for a minute before beckoning her forward to a stool he had conjured. "Please, my dear, we heard you were coming. You are transferring from Moonshadow I've been led to believe?" Kamaria sat on the stool and nodded at a confirming incline of the head form Akida. "Ahh, then why don't we have you sorted before we get your records settled." He proffered a ratty hat with a pointy tip and floppy large brim that he placed on Kamaria's head. The hat seemed to me murmuring to itself as if it was taken by surprise. "Well now, what have we here? You are a toughy my dear, such a good candidate for all Houses, they'd be lucky to have one as gifted as you."
Kamaria could hear the whispers of excitement throughout the hall. "But I must be better in one House, right?" The hat chuckled, "Is there one you prefer?" She shook her head and smiled. "I trust you will put me in the House I am most needed in."
There was a long pause as the hat sifted through her mind and deepest memories. Kamaria didn't mind though, she was too excited to care. Then the hat shifted on her head with a triumphant smirk. "I've found it! The House you will be in!" Everyone held their breath, never had it taken so long for the sorting hat to sort a student, she must be very special in deed. Heads of teachers and students alike leaned forward to hear the hats next words as he bellowed….
Okay so what do ya think? I know there isn't much action yet but I had to introduce Kamaria and her origins first but our lovable Potions Master will make the scene soon ;) Once again, please review?