~*Flamdra*~
*Part 1*








I rode through the night, the stars were covered by clouds. No one noticed the young lady, who was in witch robes riding through their town. My name is flamdra, I used to be a witch in a small village. But now I am not, they had begun to become suspicious when they had saw odd lights coming from my house. Even through it was 1990's now they still hated anything to do with witchcraft, and it angered them for such an unusual woman to live in their town. So they merely threw me out, to live life in another little town.
At least they tried to throw me out, but I escaped the shame of it all by riding away on horseback the night before. I was traveling only by night, so no one could see me or find me. I did not want muggles to start asking odd questions or report in a crazy woman to the police, I was after all riding a horse and wearing a witch robe. I knew I would make a bad impression on all who saw me, who was not a witch or wizard. I rode through the forests of ancient England, and through old bogs and moors. I even rode through a glen now and then, on my way to Hogwarts. I was going to as old friends place, he lived in Hogwarts. Except he did not know I was coming I had no time to warn him, I could only hope not to shock him.

I had to sit through another class of Snape bashing up my image, and giving me failing grades. It got awfully annoying after a while, but I could stand it for another few months to avoid the Dursley's. I sat there almost falling asleep, when we heard footsteps coming down the hall. Snape looked up obviously a little angry for someone to be coming down here at this time of the day, he looked madder then I had ever saw him. But of course this was the first time someone had ever came in his dungeons that was not a student, he stood up when there was a knock on the dungeon door. He opened it with a creak, but instead of a teacher there stood a woman with flaming hair and violet eyes. She
had nearly transparent skin, and she held herself up with only a staff. She looked like she had been traveling for many a day, Snape looked very surprised with seeing her. He helped her to a seat, there was pity pouring from his eyes or was it tears? I had never saw him take pity on someone before, so this was surprising.
He handed her a drink of a potion from a shelf above his desk, she must of trusted him with all her heart because she drank it. She almost seemed to come back to life, and she seemed a bit stronger. Snape still looked worried beyond belief, and he signaled for me to come over there.
"Harry, take her to Dumbledore she must see him. Please do not argue with me, she is perfectly safe and she will not bite."
I looked up and gave him a strange look showing my confusion, but he just signaled for me to help her to Dumbledore's office. He gave me a look like I will explain later, now go! I opened the door, and helped the lady off her feet. She was as tall as Snape, which was pretty tall. She towered above me, but yet she walked with a lightness only assumed by the great ladies of magic. As I left the class started whisper, they had never seen such a lady before. No one knew who she was, only Snape and most likely Dumbledore. No one knew how she got in the dungeons, probably by some secret passageway. I walked her through the twisting and turning dungeons, but it seemed like she already knew the way. All she needed help with was walking
itself, we soon came upon the Headmaster's office.
She walked up to the gargoyle, the thing took one look at her and opened the wall for her to pass. She turned around and gave me a look like come on, I followed her. Dumbledore stood in his office waiting for her to come in, he turned the worry he showed for her showed on his face.
"Flamdra, what's wrong why have you came here?"
I then heard the lady speak for the first time in a clear sharp voice, one would often hear in a professor. "I came here for my freedom, I had to leave my childhood home because of a couple of really noisy neighbors. I sought out Snape because we were old friends, I would of sought out this boy's father though if he was still here."
"Flamdra it's best not to mention yours and James's blood kinship, the face if you two are even related is still being debated to this day."
"I know I thought I could seek out someplace to live near here, where I could perform my spells without people spying on me."
The lady had just said that she was related by blood, so I was not really an orphan! I had someone who could care for me on my dad's side! I looked at her, she was strangely beautiful with her hazy violet eyes and flaming red hair no wonder her name was Flamdra. I wonder what it meant, she was taller then any woman I had ever seen. Her beauty was unparall to anyone I had ever seen, she must have been very lovely when she was younger. I sat down in one of the chairs, but I drifted off and could hear no more. Soon I felt like I was shaking, as if someone was shaking my shoulder right off it's hinges. I woke up and looked up, it was Dumbledore. I stood up not knowing how long I had slept, he pointed to the clock I had slept through the rest of Snape's class. I was in trouble now, and Dumbledore knew it.
I rushed out of his office, the woman had followed me.
"You do know there is a faster way out here don't you, if you want to get down to the dungeons fast all you have to do is go through here."
She grabbed the back of my robe as she passed by a statue, and pushed it in. It went sideways into the wall showing a passage littered with cobwebs and the such but still useable. I followed her through it and down the steps, she pulled me back on the third one down though. I gave her a look that sent her a thousand questions. Her answer was a grin and a point. I looked down if I had stepped on that step I would of went through the bottom of the steps. I let out a sigh of relief, she led me further on. Until we came to the bottom of the passage, which led to the many twist
and turns of the dungeons. It led almost right where
Snape's classroom was, I rushed in there. Snape was waiting for me with that peticular superior look, I waited for him to murder me or either give me dentition. He did neither of the two, he just stood there staring over my shoulder at Flamdra and actually smiled out her. It was oddly disturbing, could he sort of like her? Gross.
"You can leave now Mr. Potter, I have need to speak to Mrs. Potter here."
I rushed out of the room he had called her Mrs. Potter!
That meant she was related to my dad, she was his probably sister.

I sat in a small room in the dungeons of Hogwarts, I felt awful. What in the world had Snape gave me, probably some hard core liquor. I groaned and dragged myself out of my chair, that is when the door opened a crack. I saw Snape opening it, he still had that look of concern on his face. I felt like punching him right now, but my manners got the better of it and I decided it was not worth the trouble.
"Did you ride here at night with all these rain showers for the past few weeks, Flamdra?"
"Yes Snape, as a matter of fact I did. I rode through those heavy storms for the past week or so."
"Why did you seek me out, Flamdra?"
"Because the townspeople saw the lights from my spells, and were about to throw me out of the town or stone me. Why must you ask all these questions, and what was the potion you gave me a couple of hours ago?"
"Because I wanted to know why you came back here after you ran away so many years ago, and I just gave you some herbal tea. It should have restored you for a couple of hours, and now you must be feeling like you've got a hangover. That is how it's suppose to feel, you will be feeling better once that stage is over but you will need rest. So it's best right now that I lead you to some chambers so you can rest, do not worry there is no students in here. It's lunch time, only I'm in here."
I stood up and followed him out of the closet or whatever it was, I stepped out of the darkness into a poorly lit gloomy room. The room was scatted with various caldrons, the floor was littered with lots of different ingredients. I smiled as I watched my step, I sort of became dizzy. I started to wobble on my feet, but Snape was there and he reached and caught a hold of my arm. He steadily me, and led me out of the room out into the hall. He took me to a room designed in the ways of the dark, it held the skulls of a few people and rich blood red rugs. It was his chambers, the thing that most stood out though was his guitar. It was hung above the fireplace right under a sword, it was black with a streak of lightning right through the middle it was a beauty. He played it like it was air, I smiled remembering all the times we had played that guitar
when we were teenagers. We had been so wild, it seemed like only yesterday.....


So what should I do with this, should I write another part? Please tell me, and please review.