The Other Side of the Coin
--a fanfiction by las brujas
chismosas
Disclaimer: Original story and characters have been
created by J.K. Rowling and are therefore hers. We're just borrowing them like everyone else, so we better not
get sued.
Prologue
Alex was sitting in her room, now
thankfully empty, organizing the remaining books and supplies for her 5th year
classes, when her owl, Conch, flew in through the window with a small cream
envelope. After untying it from his
leg, Alex opened the letter, skimmed its contents, and sighed. The last time Alexandra Moonstone Saavedra
had received such a letter from Hogwarts, her life had changed almost
immediately. At that time, it appeared
to be only an invitation to attend Hogwarts, agreed to be the most prestigious
school of wizardry in England. Since
Alex had been only just moved to England, it had seemed like a godsend. She would attend a school where there were
people as "different" as she. Being the
naïve and eager girl of eleven that she was then, it did indeed seem a dream
come true. Now, she knew better; she
knew that the magical community wasn't the oasis of belonging she had imagined
it to be. "Once an outcast, always an outcast," she thought to
herself.
Looking back at the first two
years, she cursed her luck. She was
sure she had been placed in a special kind of hell reserved for those who must
have done something especially bad in a past life. Even though the past two years had shown some improvement, Alex
was still convinced that she had to be Judas reincarnated.
She wondered whether she should
simply ignore Dumbledore's summons. Though this letter was couched in passive language, a summons was
exactly what it was. In reality, she
had no choice, but that didn't matter. And after all, she had little to gain or lose. She looked at the letter, examining it again:
Dear Miss Saavedra,
Your presence is requested at a confidential meeting on the 2nd of September in Prof. Dumbledore's office following the end of your last class. The password is "lemon drop". You will only need your wand with you. Please confirm by owl in advance.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
What could she possibly have to do with anything that merited such
secrecy?
'At least my life can't get much
worse than it already is,' she thought, quickly scribbling a reply to send back
with Conch.
