Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I'm just borrowing her characters for a little while. Enjoy!
Prologue: Graveyard
It was a dark and stormy afternoon in London, and it was particularly gloomy on the grounds of Memorial Cemetery. Rain was beating down on the gravestones and the very few mourners that had braved the storm to visit their loved one. The rain also beat down on a lone figure that was walking up one of the graveyards many hills, headed to one plot in particular. The plot was one the top of the hill, and there was evidence that the graves had only been there a short time. The figure reached the fresh graves and stared at the gravestones, which read:
Marcus GrangerBeloved Husband and Father. Jane Granger Beloved Wife and Mother.
As the figure stood staring at the gravestones in front of him, a flash of lightning briefly illuminated the cemetery. The crack of thunder that resulted covered up another loud crack, which was the sign that Albus Dumbledore had arrived to pay his respects.
Dumbledore had not expected to run into anybody at the Granger's graves, and was surprised to find the young man standing in front of their plot. The young stranger looked to be around the same age of the Granger's daughter, Hermione. He was tall, but the large dark wool duster coat that he was wearing hid his build. He had dark hair, not black, possibly brown but it was impossible to be sure in the poor light and soaking rain. His face seemed oddly familiar to Dumbledore, but he was sure he had never met the young man before. He cleared his throat to announce his presence to the young man, who acknowledged it by turning his head slightly and staring straight at him. Dumbledore looked into the young man's piercing blue eyes for a few seconds before speaking, "I am sorry to sneak up on you like that. Did you know the Grangers?"
"Did you?" the young man said quickly in response, looking back to the graves. Dumbledore walked up to him and stood right next to him, facing the graves. Dumbledore sighed, and said "Not particularly well. I know their daughter, Hermione. I am the Headmaster of the school she attends. She is one of the top students there. I was also the one who had to break the news of her parents deaths to her."
The young man looked at him for a minute, then said, "You must be Professor Dumbledore then, Hermione has mentioned you a couple of times in the few letters she sent me." He looked back at the gravestones, and then said, "My name is Lance Granger. I'm Hermione's twin brother." He looked back at Dumbledore, who had a shocked look on his face, and grinned slightly, "Hermione probably didn't tell you about me. When we were eight I went to live with my uncle who had recently moved to Japan and study martial arts. When we turned eleven and she got her Hogwarts letter, she immediately called me to see if I had gotten a letter too. I had, but mine was from the Hokkaido Magic Institute. I decided to remain in Japan and continue my training there as well as attend the institute. Hermione wasn't too happy with that, and we got into a huge row over the telephone and ended up not speaking to each other until my uncle died two years ago. She tried to talk me into coming home then, but I still refused and we only slightly patched up our differences and started sending letters every once in a while. That's how I learned about our parents death."
Lance went back to staring at his parent's graves, while Dumbledore stood there in quiet thought. While the young man had been speaking, Dumbledore had been using Legilimency to verify that the story was true, which it was. He then pulled out his wand and cast a charm at Lance that caused him to glow blue for a few seconds. Lance just stood there, apparently not noticing the spell. After a few minutes, Dumbledore cleared his throat and spoke up, "I am assuming that you returned to England to pay your respects and repair your relationship with your sister." He paused, until Lance nodded his head, then he went on, "Well, your sister is in a safe place. I will take you to her, if you can give me an assurance that you will keep the secret of the location. Would you be willing to make a Wizards Oath to this?" Lance nodded, then slowly pulled his wand out of his pocket and held it over his heart. Dumbledore did the same, then asked him to repeat what after him, "I swear to not reveal what I am about to learn until this oath is lifted from me." As they both spoke the oath, golden dust flowed out of Lance's mouth. Then Dumbledore asked for his wand, which Lance handed over immediately.
Satisfied that it was safe to take the young man to his sister, Dumbledore began to search his robes for something that he could turn into a Portkey. While he was doing this, Lance pulled two roses out of his coat and placed them on his mothers' grave. As he stood back up, he whispered "goodbye mum, dad." By the time he was finished with this, Dumbledore had finished turning his Put-Outer into a Portkey. He then whispered the location of the Order of the Phoenix's Headquarters to Lance as they both took hold of the Portkey. Then, with a sudden jerk at their navels, they were both whisked away, leaving the graveyard empty as the rain pounded down on the graves and the two roses.
End of Prologue. Authors Note: Sorry this is so short, but I kinda needed to get this out fast cause I'm working on so many fics right now. The next chapter will be much longer.
Prologue: Graveyard
It was a dark and stormy afternoon in London, and it was particularly gloomy on the grounds of Memorial Cemetery. Rain was beating down on the gravestones and the very few mourners that had braved the storm to visit their loved one. The rain also beat down on a lone figure that was walking up one of the graveyards many hills, headed to one plot in particular. The plot was one the top of the hill, and there was evidence that the graves had only been there a short time. The figure reached the fresh graves and stared at the gravestones, which read:
Marcus GrangerBeloved Husband and Father. Jane Granger Beloved Wife and Mother.
As the figure stood staring at the gravestones in front of him, a flash of lightning briefly illuminated the cemetery. The crack of thunder that resulted covered up another loud crack, which was the sign that Albus Dumbledore had arrived to pay his respects.
Dumbledore had not expected to run into anybody at the Granger's graves, and was surprised to find the young man standing in front of their plot. The young stranger looked to be around the same age of the Granger's daughter, Hermione. He was tall, but the large dark wool duster coat that he was wearing hid his build. He had dark hair, not black, possibly brown but it was impossible to be sure in the poor light and soaking rain. His face seemed oddly familiar to Dumbledore, but he was sure he had never met the young man before. He cleared his throat to announce his presence to the young man, who acknowledged it by turning his head slightly and staring straight at him. Dumbledore looked into the young man's piercing blue eyes for a few seconds before speaking, "I am sorry to sneak up on you like that. Did you know the Grangers?"
"Did you?" the young man said quickly in response, looking back to the graves. Dumbledore walked up to him and stood right next to him, facing the graves. Dumbledore sighed, and said "Not particularly well. I know their daughter, Hermione. I am the Headmaster of the school she attends. She is one of the top students there. I was also the one who had to break the news of her parents deaths to her."
The young man looked at him for a minute, then said, "You must be Professor Dumbledore then, Hermione has mentioned you a couple of times in the few letters she sent me." He looked back at the gravestones, and then said, "My name is Lance Granger. I'm Hermione's twin brother." He looked back at Dumbledore, who had a shocked look on his face, and grinned slightly, "Hermione probably didn't tell you about me. When we were eight I went to live with my uncle who had recently moved to Japan and study martial arts. When we turned eleven and she got her Hogwarts letter, she immediately called me to see if I had gotten a letter too. I had, but mine was from the Hokkaido Magic Institute. I decided to remain in Japan and continue my training there as well as attend the institute. Hermione wasn't too happy with that, and we got into a huge row over the telephone and ended up not speaking to each other until my uncle died two years ago. She tried to talk me into coming home then, but I still refused and we only slightly patched up our differences and started sending letters every once in a while. That's how I learned about our parents death."
Lance went back to staring at his parent's graves, while Dumbledore stood there in quiet thought. While the young man had been speaking, Dumbledore had been using Legilimency to verify that the story was true, which it was. He then pulled out his wand and cast a charm at Lance that caused him to glow blue for a few seconds. Lance just stood there, apparently not noticing the spell. After a few minutes, Dumbledore cleared his throat and spoke up, "I am assuming that you returned to England to pay your respects and repair your relationship with your sister." He paused, until Lance nodded his head, then he went on, "Well, your sister is in a safe place. I will take you to her, if you can give me an assurance that you will keep the secret of the location. Would you be willing to make a Wizards Oath to this?" Lance nodded, then slowly pulled his wand out of his pocket and held it over his heart. Dumbledore did the same, then asked him to repeat what after him, "I swear to not reveal what I am about to learn until this oath is lifted from me." As they both spoke the oath, golden dust flowed out of Lance's mouth. Then Dumbledore asked for his wand, which Lance handed over immediately.
Satisfied that it was safe to take the young man to his sister, Dumbledore began to search his robes for something that he could turn into a Portkey. While he was doing this, Lance pulled two roses out of his coat and placed them on his mothers' grave. As he stood back up, he whispered "goodbye mum, dad." By the time he was finished with this, Dumbledore had finished turning his Put-Outer into a Portkey. He then whispered the location of the Order of the Phoenix's Headquarters to Lance as they both took hold of the Portkey. Then, with a sudden jerk at their navels, they were both whisked away, leaving the graveyard empty as the rain pounded down on the graves and the two roses.
End of Prologue. Authors Note: Sorry this is so short, but I kinda needed to get this out fast cause I'm working on so many fics right now. The next chapter will be much longer.