DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, SAILOR MOON, OR TWILIGHT.
Prologue
Twenty-one year old Hollis Potter stood in front of the snakelike Voldemort, the one who took her parents, childhood, and innocence and the one who made her fight for her life since her very first year. Overall, she stood in front of the one who made her whole life a battle never ceasing.
The final battle is finally here. After ten years of training, she was glad that everything was finally almost over and she could get on with her life.
She dodged, ducked, shielded, and cursed as she waited for the time she could get a hit in and end the evil being forever. Finally an opening came and as she was about to land a fatal hit, she let her guard down ever so slightly. Unfortunately for Hollis, he took that time to curse her with an unknown curse that she didn't have time to dodge.
She crashed to the ground and felt inexplicable pain, worse than the cruciatus curse. She didn't know that at this point it would be the last time she would see any of her friends for thousands upon thousands of years. She didn't know that the curse was changing her very being. She didn't know that it sent her far into the past, a past that doesn't even exist in written histories. She didn't know that she was about to live through history, cursed forever.
All she knew was the burning blinding pain that seemed to never stop.