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Hi guys! Maerwen here! Writing this story with my friend, Arwen. (She really used to look like Liv Tyler as Arwen before she cut her hair and dyed the ends…) New author, nice to see y'all reading this. Now, before we go on with this little ride, there are some things you should know. This story has a great plot (well, I think so, so I'm a little biased) but it also has some new characters. There will be no Harry/OC, Ron/OC, CharacterInHarryPotter/OC romances. This story does start out centered on two female characters but will progress to a much deeper and more Harry & Co involvement. These characters are just part of the plot. I'm letting you know this in case you hate those kind of stories. These characters aren't Mary-Sues and aren't going to be these fabulous people.

This story has the rating it does due to some strong language that will appear in later chapters. It does get toned down quite a bit, but for the comic purposes, the words are used. If you're offended, sorry! It gets better, I promise! Also, later on, there is some adult humor (not explicit, (or I hope it isn't explicit to you) but just some jokes, for example, there are references to Hugh Hefner, that kinda thing).

We have the family tree (you'll read about it in this chapter) but are not uploading the tree in this because I don't know how it's going turn out and I don't want to fight with it. Makes my life simple. If you're dying to see it then e-mail me and I'll send it…it's not THAT great…

If there is anything else…I can't think so that's all you're getting.

Start of Chapter!

Prologue

"To Hogwarts they shall come, unknowing of their true destiny. The 'Children of Dumbledore' will enkindle the spirit of he whom the Dark Lord fears. A dark storm shall cover all the lands in a second darkness but the 'Children of Dumbledore' shall vaporize the dark cloud that is Voldemort," rasped the inhuman voice of the not so famous Professor Trelawney. 'Although the woman was not famous, and most of her "prophesies" (about 99.9) of them were false and never came true, the woman did have her moments. And this was one of them,' those were the thoughts flying through the Hogwarts Headmistress' head, Minerva McGonagall.

The next morning, the Headmistress headed to the library to figure out who the 'Children of Dumbledore' could possibly be. Any help against Lord Voldemort would be most helpful. The last few months had been particularly bad, since the last headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, had died. Voldemort no longer feared any witch or wizard, and his minions ran rampant. Not only were they killing the magically gifted but they were also killing any muggle that happened to breathe.

As of the moment she was sitting at her desk in her office pouring over some research books on the family tree of the late Albus Dumbledore. He himself had no children, however his strange, goat charming brother, Aberforth, did have children. She wrote to Aberforth to see how many descendents he had. His reply was less than enthusiastic. He didn't have a clue. He knew he had five kids, two of which had passed away, and he knew he had 10 grandchildren, but they all thought him rather strange (he wasn't sure why) and he had lost contact with most of them. He said he would owl his oldest daughter, who would send information to McGonagall regarding the family tree. That was three days ago and she still did not have a reply. Maybe Aberforth wasn't the only strange one in the family, or maybe Aberforth forgot to write to his daughter. That would be her luck.

As she was about to turn in, a strange looking bird with a mohawk (is that what they're called these days? She never did understand the younger generations' strange hairstyles!) flew through the window with a large scroll. She opened the letter. It was from Aberforth's eldest daughter, asking about everything ranging from the weather to the best muggle nail products. Normally, the headmistress would've skipped over all of the useless confection of words, except the woman, whose name was Fareeda, put very important notes about her family in the middle of the extra rubbish. It wasn't until the end when McGonagall realized there was a family tree with notes attached.

Family Tree of Aberforth Dumbledore and Capricorn Talitha

Married in 1878 (25 Aberforth and 18 Capricorn)

First child born at 32 (Aberforth) and 25 (Capricorn)

Just looking at the family tree she could see that (even though it was written sideways…) there were some who might fit the 'Children of Dumbledore' ages, if the 'Children of Dumbledore' were even children, that is. The oldest of the bunch was 21 and the youngest was 17. Those were the ones who had the dates on the family tree. Most of the dates were missing. Clearly the Dumbledore family was not known for its amazing organizational skills.

With a sigh she gave the strange bird a treat and it headed off. Grabbing a quill she started a letter explaining the situation to one of the Order members, Remus Lupin, to check out all the possible candidates. McGonagall put a copy of the family tree as well as her long-winded letter into an awkwardly large envelope. Her owl looked somewhat uneasy with the amount it would be flying to the receiver. With a quick tie and a little incentive the owl was off with the long letter.

One week later, it was the morning when all of the children would arrive at Hogwarts for classes when Lupin's reply came by owl. There was only one part that really caught her attention. McGonagall read it twice to make sure she had read right.

"…so I set out using the information you gave me. The children in England are ¼ magical but their ancestors were squibs and the children have shown no talent. Then I traveled to Tennessee, in America, where there was a family reunion of some sort. All of the children there were ranging from 17-20 are ¼ magical. Two or three of them might have had some gifts if they had been found earlier but other than that there is nothing there. However, the eldest two weren't there and are actually in…"

To Be Continued...

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