Hey everyone! This is my very first fan fiction on FanFiction.Net. As the story continues it may seem a rather confusing because I'm afraid that someone will ask J.K. Rowling if my theory is true and she will change the end if its true! Feel free to guess though! Um, speaking of our dear J.K. Rowling, she owns everyone but Anna and anyone else new who pops into my mind. This is a rather anguish packed prologue, since the whole theme is sad. Please tell me if I overdo the mushy, crying parts…I just tried to imagine what it would feel like if it were me; I tend to be dramatic. This is short but I already have plans for the rest. Be as critical as you want, I'm as solid as a wall…
Prologue….
Anna pulled her old shawl closer to her slender shoulders as the oppressive cold and gloom lying in the tiny cottage increased. This cottage in which she was born, usually so cheerful and full of laughter, seemed a graveyard for memories of family and love tonight. Deep in thought, she ran her garden-callused hands over her antique shawl, a gift to her great-great- grandmother bought by her dashing beau, again passed down through the family. Family, strongly bonded for so many years. And today it was finally breaking...Harsh breathing jolted her back from her reverie.
"Annie, please...this is what we are destined for...please, my love, come with me..." He whispered, tentatively stretching his hand out.
"No, I can't do that. You've changed, Mars, into someone I don't know...granted it was there since I met you but, your goodness once was stronger than your evils–'
"Anna!"
"No! I don't agree with this. I cannot live with a man who would do these, these monstrosities!"
"It's justice, we must cleanse the world! You must understand..."
"NO, you listen!" her finger pointing, "I will not have this near me, near my son, not anywhere! Don't push me, husband! I wasn't Head girl for nothing! I have said my piece! Tonight you will walk out of here and cease to exist for me and my son!" He began to protest, his face dark and hard, but she continued, "You will, or I'll call the Ministery on you, I swear to God!"
His face became frustrated and showed underlying anguish. "But our son! You can't hide everything from him, Anna!"
"You better believe I can! Just try and take him, and I'll kill you. Remember I always beat you in the duels at school. Not a peep he will hear. I've already filed for a divorce and a name change for him."
"God, woman! Can't you see this is the right path? I can be more than this–with Voldemort."
"Were that you would be content with simply Mars and honest living."
"I imagine you'll use your maiden name. Yes, I'm right...No need to be alarmed. No matter what his name, I still would be able to find him...Blood is thicker than anything."
"Not love. Here are your things. Good-bye."
A hoarse "Good-bye" burned her ears as she watched him leave on his broom. "Good-bye, my heart," she whispered, feeling the pressure of a dam full of tears.
"Poor thing,"murmured the mirror. "You love him, dear. Give in to your heart and join your love–It's the only way you'll feel happy."
"I can't," whispered Anna, "My beloved has died tonight. I am a widow." And the dam inside bursted as she threw herself, sobbing, into the bed which once was her marriage bed. Across the room, a tiny wail erupted and rose.
What a way to start a family, eh? Opinons appreciated!!!