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The Curse Breaker
Chapter 1
Background: Hermione is thrown from her world into a world she's unsure of. Flashes of memories that she once had, people that are long gone now. Can she go back and fix it? Can she make it so it will never be dark?
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"LILY!" She cried as she watched her best friend, her sister-in-law, crumble to the ground in the green flash.
The evil tyrant turned towards her, but she saw his fault, an opportunity. And she took it, his eyes flickered to the babe in the crib crying out for is Mum, her sweet godson, her Harry. She threw the dual portkey at Tom and shouted the spell for its immediate activation.
Just as Sirius and Remus entered the house, they heard Hermione's proclamation of love to Harry. They reached the room in time to see her and Tom engulfed in a blue ray of light and disappear. They saw her last look, the look of guilt and sorrow and love.
Hermione and Tom landed in a grassy hillside ungracefully. Tom hunched over on his side wailing in pain. The dual portkey was in fact two pieces. One for her and the other for Tom. Tom had a dagger impaled in his chest and it would never come out. Hermione stood over his crumpled body and gave him a swift kick for good measure. Accioing his wand and silencing him.
"Don't bother. No one will find you here, I've made sure of it. Concealment charms on the dagger, not to mention a bit of poison, snake venom. A little poetic don't you think? You, an heir of Salazar, to die at the hands of the beloved animal of the house." Hermione kicked him again, catching the dagger, driving it in a bit deeper.
"I want to tell you a story. A story of a girl that was sent away from her world to learn all about you. A girl that grew up 20 years in the future only to come back to kill you before any of that could happen."
She looked at the crumbled man and laughed a little
"You've got time don't you Tom? Perfect, shall we begin?"
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March 27, 1960
"FLEAMONT!" Euphemia Potter cried out as another contraction hit her
"I think I've got everything love!" He cried descending the stairs grabbing her before she toppled over
"Misty!" Euphemia cried out and a little elf in a bright red hat popped up to her
"Yes missy potty?" She smiled
"Please be sure to have the children's room ready, it's time to welcome the new heirs!" The little elf did a small dance as she jogged in place agreeing to take care of everything
The couple flooed to St. Mungos to start their new journey as parents.
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A few hours later and two screaming babes entered the world. Once they were placed together in a bassinet, the two immediately embraced each other just like they were in the womb. Euphemia and Fleamont looked upon their children with love and wonder.
"Flea, they've got your mop of a head the poor dears."
"Hey, this head of hair is how I won you my love."
Euphemia fingered the loose curls at her husband's neck and smiled. Then she turned to caress the curls of her daughter.
"I'll have to learn hair care spells for her, puberty will be difficult I imagine with your hair." She grumbled a bit to herself
Fleamont couldn't help but laugh
"Mia, you'll be able to do anything you put your mind to my love" He kissed her temple
"James Charlus-Henry and Hermione Dorea-Jean" Euphemia whispered and a soft hum of magic settled over the family
"The stars are content with us love, I can feel it."
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7 Years later
"JAMES!" Fleamont shouted carrying a now pink curly headed tiny witch in his hands searching for his rambunctious son
"Flea what on Merlin's…. MERLIN" She nearly screeched as soon as she saw her sweet daughter's bubblegum pink hair. The child couldn't help but giggle as she tugged at her own hair
"Pink mumma! I'm pink!"
"Yes my sweet bubble gum girl, you are indeed pink. Come I have something to turn you back to normal." Fleamont handed the giggling child to his wife and continued his search for her twin.
It didn't take long because the two were rarely too far from one another. James was hiding behind a doorframe just behind them
"James. Come here son." James sagged and approached his father slowly
"Okay. I promise to hear you out and not be rash if you tell me the complete truth, do you understand?"
James nodded enthusiastically
"Mione was telling me about mumma's new hair goop she had been testing. To help calm Mione's crazy lion hair" Fleamont couldn't help but hold back a laugh at that. It was true, the older the pair got, the more uncontrollable their hair became.
"Then Mione said she loved the new bottles mumma used, pink pink pink. I was so sick of hearing her say the stupid word. Pink pink pink she say over and over and over. Ughhhh papa it was stupid!" Fleamont laughed again
"So I said you like pink so much okay, you are pink! And her hair! It just…just!" The little boy's eyes welled up so scared of what he's father was going to say
"It's okay Jamesie. We've told you anytime something happens and you can't explain it you come to us, yes?" The child nodded
"Can you explain this son?" The child shook his head, the tears finally freeing from his eyes.
Before he could say another word Euphemia came from the back room with a giggling normal dark brunette little girl with unruly hair.
"Mia, I think we need to explain theses accidents further now. I think they are old enough."
She nodded and headed into the library, the four sat down and go comfy before diving into the topic
"Okay loves, you know we are magical correct?" The children nodded
"You two are also magical," Fleamont added softly
"And not just because we are biased and you both are special to us, but you two are truly special for a few reasons."
"You're Pa and I had a very hard time starting this family. When we found out we were having babies we would get excited, but too quickly and soon we'd be sad because we'd lose the babies"
"But mumma, how can you lose a baby that's in your tummy?" James asked confused
"The babies weren't strong like you two, they couldn't survive being all alone in mumma's tummy"
"So because we had each other… we grew up okay in mumma?"
"For us my loves, yes." Euphemia started grabbing her husbands hand in one and the other hands grasped her two children's "My family…" She looked pained trying to come up with the right words, Fleamont caught on and spoke for her.
"Mumma's family has been sick for a long time. They hadn't been able to have strong healthy babies like you two. All of their babies came out sad, sick and… dark."
"Dark?" James asked
"Like the book in the library I tried to touch because it was whispering at me?" Hermione asked softly
This statement shocked the hell out of the parents.
"The book?" They both asked
Hermione simply pointed and a dark green, very old, very tattered looking book shook on the shelf to dislodge itself and fell to the floor. Euphemia jumped up and looked to the title of the book and gasped.
"No.."
"Mia? What is it?" Fleamont asked coming up to her side
"I…I knew it was too good, too easy…" Euphemia stated with tears in her eyes, "We have to send her away Flea" The fury and sheer determination in her eyes Fleamont knew something was severely wrong
"What's going on?" He demanded.
"We will finish the discussion with the children, and after they are in bed we will talk about what actions we need to take."
They both nodded
"Yes my love, that book is very dark, my entire family is dark and bad and will stop at nothing to make everyone unhappy." Euphemia was furious now and the children were on edge because of it
"But you two came along, and you've saved us." Fleamont said grabbing his wife's hand
"That's right, you're going to save this family, you're going to save our world." Euphemia turned to look at her daughter, "You my love, you will save the world as we know it."
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"Euphemia. I demanded an explanation now." Fleamont's voice was low and unforgiving
She let out a sigh and pulled a bottle of elfish wine and began to upturn the bottle
"My family placed a curse on itself," She began, "Lines and lines of Slytherins, dark magic and darker ties within one another. Incest and disgusting habits that I had no intentions of keeping."
"I thought me being sorted into Slytherin would have sufficed the curse, but I believe because my blood runs through their veins… Our daughter will not keep the curse sedated."
"She's a lion through and through." Fleamont agreed then his face turned inquisitive, "But why does it only effect the females?"
"Because of you know who." She said solemnly, Fleamont's eyes shot up in horror
"I thought you were joking.." He said nervously
"No my love, my family goes back to the Gaunts. But I'm not from Marvalo's side, I'm from Rionach's that's how the curse began."
**author note* - From HPwiki story of Illvermorny**
"The House of Gaunt was once a prominent, wealthy family in the wizarding world, and originated from many powerfully magical wizards and witches. In the 1600's, Gormalaith Gaunt slew her sister Rionach and her Husband William Sayre for betraying the family's belief in Pure-blood supremacy and lending aid to neighbouring muggles. She did this by setting their cottage on fire. Gormlaith then took their child, her niece Isolt Sayre and imprisoned her for 12 years, int eh hope that she could raise her in the family pure-blood traditions." Euphemia took another heavy swig from the bottle and Fleamont in turn mirrored the gesture
"I've read those stories Mia, Isolt's twins. One was a squib.. and the other never married"
"That's the curse love. The curse of twin's. The Gaunt curse, should there ever be a good and pure thing, it is destroyed. Either early, like in the womb or destroyed from the inside out."
"But how are you related?"
"Martha. Yes she was a squib… But that gene. The magical core in her was passed along. No-Maj to No-Maj until.. A muggle solider, lost in the New World… After the war. Tensions high and he fell in love with a No-Maj whose magical core was also passed along."
"A Muggleborn."
"My great- grandfather, born in 1815"
"So the curse laid dormant for all those years?"
"On my side? Yes, Accidental squibs or completely muggles. Their recessive magical core just kept building until two compatible cores met, magic." She smiled
"But…" Fleamont tried to get her to continue
"Men. More men. Insignificant wizards, they went through Hogwarts unnoticed. Until my mother came along.
"Ravenclaw wasn't she?"
"Yes, scary smart. Father was absolutely terrified of her, and for good reason. I still have scars from her stinging hexes when we got in trouble." She laughed.
"Damn bookworm that my mother was she traced Father's lineage back and found out who he really was."
"And that was?"
"Her missing piece." Euphemia accio'd a book from the shelf and turned to open it, a tree sprung from the pages and allowed her to maneuver and highlight branches she needed to show him
"Helen Roane Carrow" she pointed to the distorted branch, it looked dead and broken
"I had forgotten you were part Carrow as well." Fleamont was beginning to feel horrible for not remembering his own wife's past. Her shadows that followed her, they were catching up. But he was the light in her life, a way to change it. He swore he would take her away from the darkness.
"I never have…" She whispered, looking longingly at the branch, "Mother was hexed off the tree for marrying from a muggleborn line."
"Then why isn't her branch completely gone?"
"Because she had me."
The wheels turned and clicked into place for Fleamont
"The curse. You're a female. There hadn't been a female in…"
"Almost 300 years. Yes, the curse is what kept us attached to the sacred twenty-eight as sickening as that sounds" Euphemia sighed, "But now… two girls back to back and twins?! Fleamont, we have to hide her." Euphemia began to panic now and Fleamont came to his wife's side taking her in his arms
"We will protect her my love"
"We have to send her away. She is strong. I can feel it. She's stronger than any witch or wizard her age. But where are we going to send her?"
Fleamont nodded along with his wife, he couldn't stomach the idea of sending her away, but… maybe…
"Not where, when."
"I'm sorry?" She wasn't following.
"We can send her ahead in time. Send her to go along your muggle bloodline and have her grow up in the future. They can't connect her to us that way. Then when the time is right, that one-way ticket sends her back here. To us."
Euphemia thought hard about this and nodded with tears in her eyes. They embraced and sobbed, had they only opened their eyes, they would have noticed the firewhiskey colored eyes sneaking into the kitchen for a cup of water after a bad dream. Only now… she was getting ready to live it.
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There it is! The first installement, I have about 20,000 words done so this should be fun posting a bit every now and then! I hope you enjoy this. I am going to be tackling my other stories here soon. I actually had a computer crash and I lost all my other stories, I had them almost completed. SO I'm having to rewrite and rework stuff! It's difficult! Oh I did get married, fun fact! So that was back in August, another reason I've been delayed. SO OKay, onwards!
