All characters belong to JK Rowling. I own nothing.
This is as AU as it gets.
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Hey guys, this is my first fanfic and I was inspired by the fanfics where there's a female Chosen One. (Especially Lily's Daughter and Girl In The War)
So, I decided to write my own. I have no set storyline as of now and I'll be making it up as I go. I will stay true to the books, but with a few twists, though. Also, I picked the name Anastasia because it means a lot to me. I have tried to cover most things girls face during their teenage years. Its rated M cause of dark/mature themes, language, sexual content etc. It begins at GOF (4th Year). Feedback, negative or positive, will be much appreciated.
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CHAPTER 1:
Anastasia Jane Potter was lying on the floor, shaking from what she had just seen. She had just witnessed Lord Voldemort plotting to kill her. Or was it all just a dream? It sure felt real. She got off the floor, shook away the pain her scar caused her. Voldemort was probably miles away.. He couldn't be here at Privet Drive. She left her room, washed her face and sat down to finish her letter to Sirius.
Dear Sirius,
Thanks for that amazing birthday cake. It saved my life considering the Dursleys are still following that stupid diet.
I'm happy, considering I'll be going to the Weasleys' and then the Quidditch World Cup! Ron's dad got us tickets, so we're all going. The Dursleys are glad I'm leaving and I can say the same as well.
My scar hurt tonight cause I had a dream about Voldemort. He was plotting to kill me.. But it's just a dream right? But it felt real.
Write back soon. Stay hidden and safe.
Love,
Anastasia.
She thought that the letter was good enough for Sirius. She didn't want him to get too worried about the dream. Come to think of it, neither did she. After dispatching Hedwig with the letter, she started gathering and packing all her possessions in her trunk as she would be going to the Weasleys' today. She checked the time and saw that it was 5:47 am. The Dursleys would be up in half hour. She might as well ready herself.
After getting ready for the new day, Anastasia looked into the mirror. Her aunt and uncle were extremely jumpy about her appearance as though if she dressed a bit out of the ordinary people would find out that she was a witch. "A t- shirt and jeans, nothing unnatural about that..", she thought.
Anastasia looked at her reflection. She was pretty, like her mother who she looked a lot like except that she had her father's jet black hair. She had emerald green eyes exactly like her mother's. A peculiar thing about her was that she had a small, lightning shaped scar on the right side of her neck, right above her clavicle. This was given to her when Lord Voldemort had attempted to kill her 13 years ago.
The day went by reasonably fast and Anastasia had nothing to do apart from her schoolwork. She was up in her room, when she heard her uncle from the living room.
"Potter! Get down here!" he roared.
She went down to investigate when she saw Mr. Weasley, Ron and Ginny.
"Ron! Ginny! Mr. Weasley! I wasn't expecting you till this evening!" she said happily.
"That's what we thought as well, but Hermione and Ginny couldn't wait." said Ron.
"Let me get my trunk."
"I'll help you." Said Ron and followed Anastasia upstairs.
"So, had a good holiday Ann?" he asked.
"It just got better now." she said, grinning.
Within a few minutes, the trunk and Hedwig were loaded in the car and they reached The Burrow in no time.
"Ann!"
Anastasia saw Hermione running up to her. She beamed at the sight of her best friend. Mrs. Weasley started the usual habit of saying that Ann looked too skinny and insisted on making her eat food.
"Eggs, Annie dear?"
"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley!"
"So, when are we going to the World Cup, Dad?" Ginny asked Mr. Weasley.
"Tomorrow evening, I suppose. We can spend day after tomorrow at the campsite."
"Ooh, should be fun!" piped up Hermione.
Right then, Fred and George, Percy and two other Weasley brothers Anastasia did not know entered the room.
"Hey Ann!" greeted the Twins together.
"Hey Fred! Hey George! Good holiday?" asked Ann.
"Yeah. Been quite busy…" said George.
"Inventing nonsense for a non-existent joke shop." snapped Mrs. Weasley.
"Ah Mum, it isn't nonsense and we'll start the shop soon." said Fred.
"You most certainly will not! You will join The Ministry like your father and brother! No more mention of Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes under this roof!"
Ann looked questioningly at Ron and Ginny.
"Later." Ron mouthed from across the table.
"Hello, Anastasia. Hope you're well." Percy said in his usual pompous manner.
"Are you working in the Ministry, Percy?" she asked him.
"Yes," said Percy proudly, "I'm working for Mr. Crouch at the Department of International Magical Cooperation."
"Yeah, he won't come home until Dad makes him." sniggered George.
"Nice to meet you, Anastasia." said the tall, long-haired Weasley brother. "Ron and Ginny have told us so much about you. I'm Bill. And this is Charlie." he said, pointing at the tanned, shorter Weasley brother.
"Nice to meet both of you!" Ann smiled at the them and said.
"Let's go up. I'll show where you're sleeping, Annie." said Ginny and lead her up to her room along with Ron and Hermione.
"So, what's Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes?" asked Ann and Hermione the moment they entered Ginny's room.
Ron and Ginny burst out laughing and explained how Fred and George were inventing stuff for the past two years in their room and declared that they wanted to start a joke shop at the beginning of this summer.
She refrained from telling Ron and Hermione about the dream as she wanted to forget the entire thing.
"So, World Cup tomorrow! Can't wait for it!" said Ron excitedly.
"I know. It's going to be perfect. Best summer ever." said Anastasia.
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So guys, tell me what you think! I'm not sure when I'll upload the second chapter. Again, any sort of feedback will be much appreciated. I'm also a noob at writing and I know it shows.
