Hola! My first formal HP story on the site. Although... Really, it's only a Hogwarts story, since Harry and the gang aren't even in this one.
Severus: ...I do think I like it already.
Hehehe. Heya, Sevvipoo.
Severus: -.- Did I not tell you, child, to refrain from using that title? I jest not when I threaten.
...You're scary. But I ewouldn't be so sure you like it yet. XD You don't know what's gonna happen. Annnyhow. Disclaimer, please?
Severus: If I must. This girl does not own the concepts, the characters, or anything else original to the demented author who wrote our pathetic tale, J.K. Rowling.
That was nice. Anyhow, this has next to nothing to do with the actual series. It uses the setting, some characters, and the overall idea. But... Harry? Psh. And this would definitely assume nothing in books six or seven ever happened. And, readers, no flames, please. Thanks!
Special Thanks:
God. He's made me a great writer(woah, I'm conceited), and I'm so glad.
J.K. Rowling. Okay, lady. I loved the first five books... After that, ah... Yeah. Not so fond of the other two - but you wrote them, and I'm glad for most of them, anyway. It's an awesome idea. And you're a great writer, I won't take that from you. xD
My readers. Man, you guys rock. And, Windaerie? I love you! You're so great. All of you.
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It wasn't surprising that she rode in a compartment by herself - she was the new girl in town, after all - the latest Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. And it wasn't like she was unused to people not being quite sure of what to think of her. That had happened even as a student at the School of Magic. Most people had had mixed feelings about her then, and it would be no different now. She only hoped to win the students over.
Leiya Corinne Lanley. Thirty-six year old muggleborn witch, feline animagus, and...something else. Something that only she and her sister were, as far as she knew: telekenetic. She'd heard it called "psychic powers," "special abilities," and even "magic of the mind," as her old friends had so wonderfully dubbed it. James, Sirius, and Peter had thought it was grand. Thank goodness Remus, the only reason she really spoke to the Marauders, was a little more sympathetic. She hated it, personally. It was dangerous and uncontrollable. How could that be a good thing?
She had dated Remus Lupin from their third year on, thus becoming an animagus for him, and being dubbed "Shadow" by the other three. She'd brought him to meet her family in the States, where she'd originally been born and raised for the first ten years of her life. Her elder sister, Nicole, had gone to London for a muggle school, when she'd gotten the owl. She had been in Hogwarts for three years before Leiya got her own. And after their school years, she and Remus didn't see each other again, and Nicole... She didn't like to think about her sister. Her sister, the Death Eater.
With a sigh, the young woman leaned her elbow against the sil of the window and rested her chin in her hand, watching her reflection. Her long black hair held the slightest wave to it, and was clasped in a tail at the nape of her neck. But her eyes were really what caught most people's attention right off. They were green - such a green. Bright emerald, but such that they almost seemed to be glowing at any given moment. The symbol of her "uniqueness." Her most despised attribute.
She flashed a smile, a curve of her painted lips, at the woman pushing the trolly, shaking her head at the offer of a treat for the trip. Leiya was a polite, even-tempered girl. Happy, go lucky, some might say. She tended toward the bright and cheerful side for the vast majority of time, though she was sensitive. But she loved students. Children. Teaching. Before this job, she'd been a teacher for a muggle school, back in her hometown. However, now she was here, and eager to start the year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To return in a happier light than when she'd left.
The decision she had not seen Remus again was her own. To protect him. In her seventh year, she had nearly killed him with her stupid curse. She had gotten upset, and he had tried to console her. But her telekenisis had gotten out of hand, and she'd nearly killed him. Leiya closed her eyes tightly, wanting to block out the memory. Despite his claims that it was okay, that it didn't matter, she had just decided it was too dangerous to remain that close to him.
Oh, she'd come a long way since then. She had gotten over the distance she had kept with everyone - but that was because nothing had happened in over twenty years. So now here she was, on a new start, ready to roll.
She took a deep breath, and leaned back in her seat. In her lap was a small black kitten, fast asleep. Supposedly. It opened one eye to see if its mistress was going to get up. When it was clear she would not, however, the little royal went back to napping. "Silly," murmured Leiya, scratching the soft head.
A couple of students passed by, glancing her way in curiousity. They were obviously trying to be polite and secretive about it - but she was so used to these looks that she could recognize them. She smiled again, waving at them. If the door had been open, she'd have given a verbal greeting. As it was, though, the wave sufficed. The pair glanced at each other, then hesitantly returned the gesture before scurrying on by.
She chuckled, letting her eyes slip half-closed. It would be quite a while 'til they reached their home away from home. The woman was weary from all the travelling she'd been doing recently - so what better use for this time than following her pet's example? A nap would do her good, too... The school year would come in its own time.
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That was a boring chapter. But it gets it all started, and gives her background.
Severus: Yet another moronic excuse for a teacher. By the end of the year she'll be running back home.
You're getting cocky. Don't count your dragons before Hagrid hatches them.
Severus: You're an idiot.
I know. XD