Prologue: The Battle.
-Before the Battle-
Two red eyes peered out from underneath a black hooded cloak. A smile spread thinly across a pale face. The Dark Lord, known all across the world, sent an evil grin towards the castle in front of him.
"My lord…" He turned to find a pale haired man kneeling before him.
"Lucius… are we ready?"
"Yes my lord. At your command we attack."
"Good… good…" He turned back to the castle and grinned wider. "Time for battle Hogwarts. Let's hope you're ready."
In the said castle, in a Gryffindor common room, a girl sat curled on a couch.
((Mia's POV))
I twirled a finger around a strand of honey brown hair, purple eyes staring into a blazing fire.
It was time for battle… and I was only 15 years old.
Soldiers came too young nowadays, evil attacking before they had a chance to age and grow much wisdom.
Sighing I looked around the Gryffindor Common Room.
Not a lot had changed.
Well except for me and my fellow students. We were all just sitting there, waiting for Voldemort to come.
I looked away from the fire I've come to love, and saw my step- brother, Remus Lupin. How I longed to be him. He had the perfect life. He was smart, top of the year and he was so good looking. His short sandy brown hair and his kind blue eyes complimented each other perfectly, and he being humble about how he looked only made the girls in our school want him more. He stood at about 6 feet 3 inches and liked to read a lot. Mostly when his friends Sirius Black and James Potter played quidditch. They were great friends, and he had many, where I on the other hand, only had one.
Right now he was joking with Sirius, who was another handsome man, and playing beater on the quidditch team had only helped that. With toned muscles and shoulder length black hair that was straight, he was the top player in Hogwarts, having dated nearly all of the girls fourth year and up. He was 6 feet 3 inches too. But what most girls liked about him was the beautiful grey eyes that he had inherited, always sparkling with mischief. But I rarely ever saw them sparkle anymore. No one's eyes sparkled anymore.
Passing my gaze over them, I saw James Potter and Lily Evans cuddling by the fire.
They were the couple of the year.
James was captain of the quidditch team, as well as the seeker. His short, messy black hair and his charming smile could capture any girl's heart. But his belonged to one girl's. He had brown eyes that were covered with glasses. And he was in love with the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, according to every boy fifth year and up in every house.
Lily Evans.
God, the hours I spent just talking to her. She was my one best friend. She had flaming red hair that cascaded down to the middle of her back and the most stunning green eyes I had ever seen. But the one thing that I liked the most about her was that she didn't care what anyone thought. She was kindest person I had ever met.
One day I was coming back from the library and a Slytherin had beaten me up before I could get my wand, this Slytherin of course only beat me up because I was Remus Lupin's family, as my father had married his mother before he and she died. The rivalry between the Slytherins and Gryffindors was atrocious, and hopefully it would stop one day. Lily had talked to me all night that night, after I came limping into the Dorm, applying the healing salve until all the bruises were gone. The next day I only had a black eye and a cut lip, and no one even noticed.
I never had been a popular person, liking to read quietly in the corner by myself than play with the other boys and girl. No one except the teachers and Lily talked to me. Yeah, Remus would talk to me but that was only when his friends weren't around. Sometimes though, I think not getting noticed was for the best. You could find out a lot by just listening. People let their guards down when they think they're alone. And it came in handy when it helped me warn Dumbledore that Voldemort was planning to attack Hogwarts any day now.
But you want to know a secret? I was terribly scared when I found that out. And I don't believe that I belong in Gryffindor. The hat hadn't known what house to put me in; it had said that I had too many conflicting attributes to place me. So I made the decision for it, and told it that I wanted to be in Gryffindor because Lily was there and I had met her on the train here, and she was very nice. It argued a lot before it finally gave up and put me in Gryffindor, all the while muttering about stubborn little witches who should keep their mouths shut. Lily still laughed at that every time I reminded her.
As I looked over the beautiful lands of Hogwarts many of the trees of the Forbidden Forest had been burned or broken. The Whomping Willow had lost many branches due to its attacks on invaders. The lake was brown and dirty, the grass no longer existent, only a desolate wasteland. And as I surveyed the land that had become my home, I started to cry. The Earth was my home, was me in a way. Yeah, that's right I was an Elemental. I loved the earth.
Remus saw me crying I guess because he came over and hugged me. That soothed me. But I was still sad. I managed a weak smile and looked back at the fire.
I hated this life. Families were being destroyed and I could do nothing about it. It sickened me. I wished that the war was over and Voldemort was dead. But that wouldn't happen soon. I know that now.
I had already lost my family. I didn't want to lose the ones I considered family. I didn't want to lose my one home. I couldn't live without Remus. He was all I had left. But since he was a werewolf I had to live in an orphanage after Mom and Dad died. But Hogwarts would always be my home and I would stop at nothing to save it.
All of a sudden there were sirens going off.
Voldemort was here.
"Everyone, get into position!" Dumbledore called, people scrambling around, wands in hand, eyes wide and apprehensive.
Dumbledore marched us out to the grounds. There in front of us were hundreds of Death Eaters in black hooded cloaks and white masks, Dementors that made my breath chill, Trolls holding lethal looking clubs and sending a disgusting smell across the battlefield, and there, standing in the middle of it all and looking pleased, was Voldemort himself. As we formed a line spells started to shoot. At the time, I didn't know who started but I really didn't care. I had to protect my Home. And by God I would do it.
As everyone began to fight I watched as one by one my classmates fell.
If I had gotten this power to do good, then why couldn't I use it to help them? What was the good of it if I couldn't save them?
I never really got answers to my prayers. But I never really expected to either.
"Andy, look out!" Someone yelled from behind me. on reflex I ducked, narrowly missing a green spell that flew over my head,
"Thank you Remus!" I yelled as I started dueling again.
"No problem!" he yelled back as he took down another death eater.
Soon I had caught up with Lily, whose luck seemed to have been used up. She was fighting Voldemort's right hand man and was putting up a pretty good fight, although she was starting to breathe heavily. I sidled up next to her, but froze when I saw him grin.
"Say good bye to Christenson here!" he shouted as he sent a spell my way.
"No!!!!" Lily yelled out and sent a spell towards his spell, expecting it to collide and push away the other spell.
But of course, that didn't happen. Both spells collided into each other, but instead of being forced away, they mixed and slammed, hard, into me. A white light shown brightly, and then…I was gone.
((End Mia's POV))
"Andy!!! Andy where are you?" Lily yelled seeming like the hundredth time. The battle was over, and now the seventh years and aurors were going around the grounds searching for surviving people.
But that was the last anyone would hear of Andromeda Christenson. They held a memorial for all the people they had lost during that battle and yet Voldemort had escaped again. But no one expected to find a her, 20 years into the future.
((Mia's POV))
I awoke to find myself laying on the sidewalk of a very strange neighborhood. I sat up slowly, groaning as my ribs protested. I shook my head to clear it, but as I opened my eyes and blinked a little, the blurriness in my eyes didn't go away. I closed them and waited for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes everything was still blurry.
Damn, I must have knocked my brain loose or something. I thought as I stood up and slowly made my way to a bench on the side of the road.
This was just what I needed. I was in a strange place, I was half blind and I didn't have my wand with me. What else could go wrong?
But, of course, with my luck, I had spoken to soon. Because just then it started to pour. I growled angrily.
What had happened to the battle I was in and my brother and my classmates? What had happened to Lily?
I pressed a button on my watch for the time and I saw this:
July 20, 1996 2:32 PM
I choked at the thought that I was twenty-one years in the future. This was not good.
All of a sudden I heard footsteps coming nearer, two people by the sound of it. I calmed myself as much as I could and waited.
When they got closer I could hear some of there conversation until one man said, "Hey Bill, you know who that is?"
"No Drew I don't, excuse me miss!" Bill asked. I looked uncertainly at him. "Are you alright?"
"Um…yes, yes I'm fine, thank you."
"Well, alright." He replied, and I heard, and saw him move a wand back into a holster.
"If I could ask a favor of you? Could you perhaps take me to the Ministry of Magic?" I asked quietly of him.
"What?" he hissed.
"Well, I need to go their and apply to get into Hogwarts, and take my OWLs. You see I've been home schooled, but my parents dropped out of school after their fifth year and I want to learn more." I lied easily.
"Well…If you insist." He replied. Then he took my arm and apparated into the Ministry. I thanked him, and then was on my way to the Education Department.
I smiled in satisfaction as I slipped into the records Department. I made my way to the "c" section and added the file that I had made after my exam.
It was all fake information about my family and I. How I was born in 1980, on August 1st at 7:42 PM. With information about my parents, who were "muggles", and the rest of my life. How I was born here, but raised for a few years in France, showing why I knew French. I chuckled quietly to myself, and then set off to a fire place to floo to Diagon Alley. I needed to get some money out and find a place to stay before I started Hogwarts.
I smirked evilly as I spun crazily through the portal.
This was going to be soooooo much fun.
Okay, so I know that I changed a few things, but I like the story better like this. And I'm sorry to those very, very few who actually liked this story before, but I didn't like it. Chao!!
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