Chapter 1 It was about midnight when a crash rang out of nowhere. A hollow laughter was heard as a bright green light flashed. A shrill scream came out that sounded something like, "No! Not my baby! Not Anneliese! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!" With one last scream she died. When he went to kill the youngster he found he couldn't do it. When he tried to he got a rebound that almost killed him. On her, it left a crescent shaped scar on the skin of her right shoulder. He decided to give her more then just her scar. He grasped her left arm and turned it until he saw her inner arm. He, whose name was Voldemort, waved his hand in a grand gesture speaking the words, "ENGRAVIO SEGNE MORSMORDRE!" He then pressed the tip of the burning wand to the little girl's arm. She cried out in pain. When he finally took it off she sighed. He created a ring and put his power into it. Then he put it on a chain around her neck and took off to destroy her cousin. He stupidly left her alive as Anneliese Catherine Devlin, the girl who lived. She would have laughed, if she could, if she had known what had happened to him after he left. About twenty minutes later a giant on a motorcycle drove up carrying a baby boy. It was her cousin Harry James Potter. The giant, whose name was Rubeus Hagrid picked up Anneliese and brought the two children to Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall, who spoke for a few minutes before Professor Dumbledore put Harry and a note on the doorstep of Number 4 Privet Drive. They left with the words, "Good luck, Harry Potter." Prof. McGonagall left. Albus took Anneliese with him because she was going to be raised in an elven colony by King Thranduil, father of Legolas. He immediately fell in love with little Anneliese, because of this Dumbledore knew she'd be safe. So Dumbledore gave Thranduil instructions for care of Anneliese in elvish. Then he left them. Thranduil smiled at the little girl. She cooed at him and Legolas. Legolas smiled totally smitten by her. Thranduil proclaimed her a Northern Mirkwood princess, making her name Princess Anneliese Catherine Devlin. Anneliese gurgled at him as he made it official. He thought, ~Charming child, I'm glad she's half-elven and that Albus brought her to me. She will be like the daughter I never had.~ He raised her to all the elven ways, music and magic for she had many powers and adventures as well.