Autor's Notes: I do not own Harry Potter. Harry Potter is owned by the lovely and talented J.K. Rowling.
However if you don't remember it from the book it's probably mine.
Welcome to book one. This book takes place in the Third Year so it circulates the events that happened in Prisoner of Azkaban.
I ask you to bare with me. I haven't written a novel in a while so I may be a bit rusty. Either way please enjoy Book One: Secrets of the Past.
Listen to: Bring Me To Life by Evanesance
Prologue
There was one thing the little brunette hated more then anything in the world. Evening. She hated it because with evening came the expectancy to sleep and if she slept she dreamed. And if she dreamed she would remember that horrible night from two months ago. It would mix and mingle with the already strange dream she would always have since she was a small child. The one with screaming and the flashes of blinding green light. These dreams had always troubled her but she hadn't dared to mention them to her mother again. She learned that a long time ago. She had asked about them once before, or had tried to, and her mother had become riddled with panic and quickly changed the subject. Though she could no longer ask her mother for answers. Her mother was gone from this world. And the memory of that day would forever be burned into her memory.
It had been early June when the sound of medal twisting and contorting against itself came echoing down the empty street that evening alerting the neighbors of the accident that had just taken place. The young girl had been watching her nine year old brother in their suburban home in Brampton Ontario when the noise had reached their ears. She had gone to the end of the driveway with her brother fast on her heels. That was when she had seen the some Red Sunfire that she knew belonged to her mother. It was then that she took off, running full speed down the street in bare feet, she cared little that her feet were being cut up by sharp rocks as she ran. When she reached the car it was a horrific scene that greeted her.
Her mother lay half hanging out of the twisted and destroyed car. Her brown-green eyes were wide opened with a look of shock in them as if she had seen something startling before her death. Her mother's strawberry blonde hair was matted to her forehead and parts of her face. Blood caked the hair in places, staining it scarlet. And the scarlet coloured liquid was flowing from a nasty wound in her abdomen that was caused by a chunk of metal from the roof that had wedged itself into her stomach destroying any remnant or chance their had been of saving the already dead woman. The young brunette had sunk to her knees and let out a horrible scream of anguish at the sight of her mother. It was not long before neighbors were calling the local authorities and trying to pull the young girl from the side of her mother's mangled body.
"Big Sister?" she remembered hearing the muffled and soft voice of her younger brother as he came closer to the scene. "NO! Don't look!" she had screamed rushing towards her younger brother Jaiden and covering his eyes so he couldn't see what their mother looked like. She wanted him to always remember their mother as the vibrant and fun woman she had always been. She wanted him to remember her as she was when she had left that evening. Not how she had been laying in a pool of her own blood. She had lead her brother away just as the local authorities had arrived. They took them, mainly her, for a look over and to treat for any shock. It was after she had been cleared to leave that they were both taken to the local police station and asked about relatives they may have.
The young girl had placed her arm around her shaking younger brother as she explained to the officer that she didn't know about any family that they might have. She told them she knew that her father and mother both had siblings in England but that they had never met them nor spoke to them. At this point the officer had ask the two of them to stay put. That was just what they had done. Stayed put in that gloomy looking office for what seemed like hours before a woman came into the room. She had smiled at them and informed them that she had gotten a hold of their father's sister, Silvia Megura and that they would be sent to England that evening to live with their aunt. With that said they were put on a plane that evening with their belongings and sent to England.
They were greeted at the airport in London England by a rather mean looking lady. She had a large nose, that resembled the beak of a rather large bird. Her eyes were the same colour as their mother's had been but sharper and colder. And she had worn her auburn hair in a tight bun. She had lead them off the plane and into a car with little conversation. The trip to where ever it was that their aunt lived was a long one and it felt like hours before the reached her house. Well it was more of a Manor. It was a huge, dark and unfriendly looking Manor aside from the garden that looked to be inviting with all its many colours and well kept lawn and bushes. Though they had little time to stare at the surrounding area. They were ushered into the house quickly, briefly introduced to their cousins and then ushered into the rooms that would become theirs. For weeks after the journey their her brother had spent the night sleeping in her room. And for weeks she couldn't sleep. It had been two months since then and she still had trouble sleeping.
A loud thudding sound caused the young girl's eyes to flutter open. It seemed that she had managed to fall asleep the night before. Though she had ended up having that same dream over again. "SERENITY! Serenity get up! You leave for Hogwarts today! If you don't get up now we'll be late!" came the shrill voice of Governess McDonald. She had been the one their aunt had hired to keep her and her brother in check when she was too lazy to do it. Serenity sighed deeply as she sat up in bed and pulled the covers from her, rolling her brother off the bed too. He hit the floor with a loud thud, which woke him up on impact. "Ow!" He cried out as he rubbed the back of his head, "mm, good morning sis! Ready for your trip to Hogwarts!?"
Serenity just rolled her eyes at her brother's comment and walked into the bathroom that was attached to her room. She had been both anticipating and dreading this day since the first day her aunt informed her of where she would be going to school. Serenity was no ordinary thirteen year old. She was special abnormally special. Serenity Monroe was a witch, but not just any witch she was from a long line of witches and wizards. She was a pure-blood. And as such her aunt expected her to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to be properly trained. It would have been where she had gone if her mother hadn't had them in hiding. But now that the day was finally here. She was dreading it as she now climbed down the stairs and walked out into the corridor. As she walked out the front door of Megura Manor with her brother who would be coming with her to Platform 9 3/4. She stared out the window on the way to London wondering just what it was that was in store for her. She had no clue that strange and mysterious things were waiting for her. That a new adventure was just around the corner waiting.