Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the Characters.
A/N: This is the beginning for a story I've been sitting on for awhile. I'm unsure of what you guys will say and how many flames I'll get. I'm not to sure if I'll ever be read anymore. Why? Because of where my character comes from. Which you guys will find out a little later. I'm pretty sure no one is gonna like it but I'm gonna bust if I don't get this one out.
Remus Lupin walked down the streets of San Francisco, searching for the right building. It had been decided just a few days before, because of a new prophecy, that Kristy and Annika should move to America and keep a low profile. Dumbledore had always been afraid of what would happen if the remaining Death Eaters found out Harry wasn't the only Potter still alive. He had no idea; however one girl could mean a defeat or victory for young Harry.
Kristy was going for a job interview that day, so she could afford the rent on the apartment. Remus had agreed to babysit his five year old goddaughter. He was one of the few people who knew who Annika actually was. One could only pray it would stay that way.
After about ten minutes of searching he found the building and pulled out a piece of parchment.
"Apartment 407." he muttered, walked in and pushed the up button on the elevator.
When it dinged on the fourth floor he got off. What he saw, when he did, made him panic. Apartment 406's door stood closed and unharmed but the one next to it had been kicked in. He ran in and found the apartment a mess. Furniture was knocked over and vases smashed. Marks on the wall should some spells had been thrown and by the dent in the wall, Kristy fought back with her magic as well.
"Please, let them be alright." Remus prayed as he began to search for them. "Annika, Kristy? You guys can come out now! It's Remus!"
He looked through every room and found nothing until he opened Annika's bedroom door. On the floor, next to Annika's bed, was Kristy. She was pale, and lying in a pool of blood. It looked as though, whoever did this had a some "fun" with her first.
"Kristy, it's Remus?"
He didn't know why he bothered to try and call out for her, he knew she was dead. He dropped to his knees and began sobbing.
"I'm so sorry. I tried to keep this from happening. I swear, I'll find her and take care of her." he kissed her forehead and gently closed her eyelids.
He got up, beyond caring about the Statue Of Secrecy, and apparated back to Hogsmeade. He walked into Honeyduke's and used the fire to floo to Hogwarts. He, still sobbing, told Dumbledore what he had found at the apartment.
Dumbledore took care of everything from there. He promised Remus they would find her and put whoever did it in Azkaban.
It would be elven years before Dumbledore would make good on the first part of his promise. Meanwhile, Remus, Dumbledore, and anyone else involved in Harry's upbringing, who knew the family secret, decided it was best they didn't tell Harry. At least, not until they found her.
A/N: So what do you guys think? Anyone figure out who Kristy and Annika are yet? Let me know if you want me to continue. Although, if I get negative comments, I'll still finish it.