AN: This is my new story, or the beginning of it anyway. The other one I just abandoned because I didn't like the idea anymore and it would be horrible if I continued it. So sorry to disappoint, but hopefully this one will make it up for you.

I couldn't really come up with a title for this one yet, so we'll just have to stick with whatever I have so far. Maybe you'll learn to love it.

Just a little previous knowledge for those of you who wouldn't know what's going on. This is based on the second generation of the kids from the Harry Potter books, and some Glee characters although Glee isn't going to be big in this story. By second generation, I mean all the kids that were born during the last two books. (So Teddy Lupin, James, Albus, and Lily Potter, Hugo and Rose Weasley, and so on). Obviously this is a huge spoiler for the end of Harry Potter, so if you haven't read those books, I don't recommend reading this since you won't get much of the things that happen most likely.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTER'S NAMES, ANY OF THE DETAILED CONTENT OR SPELLS. NEITHER DO I OWN SOME OF THE PHRASES AND DIALOG. ALL OF THE MENTIONED BELONGS TO GLEE, J.K. ROWLING, WARNER BROTHERS, OR POSSIBLY STARKID POTTER.

Prologue

Rain was pouring down on the roof of the small house, making a soothing drumming sound. It was way past midnight, but the swaying of the rocking chair was too comfortable to leave. Anticipation was keeping Teddy awake, but he was finding it hard to focus on the anything but the dying flames in the fireplace. Every now and then a thought would slip into his mind, but those moments were getting more and scarcer.

There's another tick of the clock. And another. It seems like the time between ticks is getting longer, time is slowing down.

At this thought, Teddy's mind flared up once more, but only for a fraction of a second. Then the power of sleep overcame it again. It's better to work with a clear head, he reminded himself. Nothing is going to change in the passing of just a couple of hours. Finally, Teddy completely let off his guard, and let himself fall into the spell of sleep. The last thought that entered his mind, was perhaps he should've sealed the door.

Chapter 1

"Aunty!" The little girl was running across the field, already out of breath. "Wait for me! I can't run that fast!"

Ginny grinned and zoomed off in the other direction. Maybe she was getting too old for tricks like these, but she just couldn't escape the fun. Her niece and nephew were staying the weekend while their parents decided to go on a tour of Europe. Ginny remembered Hermione telling her about some cave in Egypt, too, but it's not like she listened that carefully.

Ginny looked behind her and saw the tiny figure of Rose Weasley standing alone in the middle of the field. The view was so pitying that Ginny almost thought twice before going into the forest, but no. Nobody steels her teenager moments from her if she decided to have some fun. Rose will be fine, the house is close by, and James said he'll come out to look after her.

Ginny knew that trusting James was probably not that good of an idea, but something was telling her it's going to be okay.

The forest was darker than usual since it's been cloudy all day. There weren't as many creatures running around either. This was a disappointment since just recently, Ginny found a family of Snufflers living by an old oak that was her usual hide out. If even the squirrels weren't out today, then surely the magical creatures won't dare poke their noses out of their little homes.

Suddenly, Ginny's broom lurched forward and stopped, just below a really old tree. She looked around, but nothing seemed to be amiss. Just the sky seemed to darken even more, and the shadow of the tree spread out over her like a black glove. Ginny tried to move her broom, but it wouldn't give in any direction and no matter how hard she pulled.

The sky suddenly erupted in a startling light, closely followed by a sharp thunder clap. The branch above Ginny shuddered and cracked just slightly. It probably would've been wise to get off the broom and run out on foot, but Ginny continued to shake it as if that would awaken it. She took out her wand and muttered a couple of motion incantations, but nothing worked. The broom was immobile and hanging 7 feet off the ground.

The branch cracked again, this time hanging with a slight angle, threatening to fall if it cracked once more. Ginny decided to try her chances and jump to the ground, but the broom tipped over as soon as she shifted her weight and now she was left hanging upside down like a monkey. Ginny heard a sudden, sharp cry from the distance followed by another thunder clap. This time, Ginny started to feel the rain bouncing off the handle of the broom and falling on her forehead.

Ginny slowly tipped her head sideways and looked down below her. There was another branch in the way, but if she propelled herself lightly forward, she would be able to fall past it. Taking a deep breath, she shut her eyes and slowly started letting go of the broom. First one leg, then the other. Now she was hanging on only by her hands. She started swinging forward, first slowly then gaining momentum. She heard another cry, this time more distinct, but her mind was focused on getting past the branch and landing safely on the ground.

Her broom shook slightly, but still gave no intention of budging off the spot where it stopped. Already, Ginny could see the spot she assigned herself to land in. In just a few seconds she can let go, and hopefully fall feet first.

But there was something wrong. Her broom wasn't "slightly shaking" anymore. The place where she was holding it was getting hotter, and the whole thing started to sway, flinging Ginny in all directions. The rain has gotten considerably stronger, and great blobs of water kept hitting her in the face, getting into her eyes and mouth and nose. Ginny tried to open her eyes, but the water just kept coming over her, like poured from a barrel.

With a final crack and a loud snap, the branch above Ginny started falling. It hit the edge of the broom, toppling it head over heels. Ginny was vaguely aware of the thud as the branch hit the ground and her own scream as she was thrown into the air by the flailing broom. For a moment she savored the sensation of flying, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the ground approaching her at the speed of a train. A thought passed through her mind of levitating herself, but it was too late. Her back suddenly made contact with something extremely hard, and everything went black.