Author's note: This is my first fanfiction story, so please don't be too harsh. I am giving you a small chapter of this story just to give you a small taste of it. Please tell me what you think. Also, I do not own Harry Potter or any of the books by J.K. Rowling. The old world, and other references to the keepers, etc are my own creations.
A ill fate gotten, what is this madness, I helped the keeper of the keys and the fates screwed me over. Oh let me explain my tale of woe. My name is Hermione Granger, and I am the best friend of Harry Potter, the chosen one. Or I was at one time. Now I just hate his guts.
But more about that later. I am what most of the wizarding world would call mudblood or muggle-born. Little to their knowledge how wrong they actually are. My name now is different than the one I was born with. Which was Phoenix Red-Child, I grew up among the pure-blooded wizards of a old world, most would say where I'm really from is nothing but a myth. But far from it. From birth we are taught how to harness our magic and to be keepers of the magic. You'd think that its a rough life to learn from a early age that you'd be looking after a world's magic users and that you were now its (the world's) keeper. But in the scheme of things I was always a person who liked a challenge. Especially, a world where the magic community was constantly at war with itself and where the balance was constantly tipped over on its side. You see a world's keepers duty is keep the balance and keep everyone in that world on the right track, even if it means at some point in the time dieing for a cause.
But anyways, where was I? Hmm, thats right.
I was explaining what I am exactly.. I am the balance keeper or in other words the fate keeper. Sigh, I know, I know a bit ironic especially with the fact of my current balance keeping job. Keeping Who I like to call Moldymort from blasting "the chosen one" to oblivion. You'd think that they would finally put two and two together when Moldymort first came on the scene all those years ago, that they needed to get rid of him then not now. But, where would our "fine" tale be if that was so? Boring I can tell you that much. I think that I'll start my tale now of the second coming of M..Voldemort and the one called the Chosen one….
I hope you enjoyed this smal taste of whats to come ^_^! If anyone is interested to me a beta reader, please comment.