A Lady's Story

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his magical world.

Summary: "For years I have walked this world. I have witnessed things that you can only imagine, things you can only dream about. I am a vampire, a witch, a mother and a lover. I am…Selene Hart and this is my story…"

Notes: I have long debated writing a story about Selene and have finally decided to go through with this plan. Updating will be unscheduled since so many things in her past as a character are linked with the story line in Creperum. I hope you enjoy learning more about Selene since she was my first successful original character.

Chapter One

The Lady

"For years," the woman started to say slowly, resting her chin atop entwined fingers, "I have wandered this world. I have seen the rise of Kings and the fall of nations. Wars have been fought around me while the people have wept with me. I have witnessed the horrors of our races and have shaken my head as history repeated."

The pale woman tucked a long black strand of hair behind her ear, pondering her words as she gazed around the cozy sitting room. Rain streamed down windows that overlooked a summer garden. With gentle movements, she removed a stray string from her flowing, silken sleeves, the color as dark as the roses in the rain.

"You may ask how someone, whose appearance is that of a young woman, could have possibly witnessed these things," she said, almost teasingly, carefully lifting the silver teapot, pouring the steaming liquid into a dark cup. "Appearances are deceiving, my sweet mortal one. Yes, I am young," she admitted, setting down the teapot on the serving tray, "at least by the standards of my kind. I can hear the question lingering in your mind: What are you?"

"I am a daughter, a sister, a friend and a fighter," she said as though in a recital. She smiled softly, savoring the scent of her pomegranate tea. "I am a killer and a hunter; a witch and a vampire. I am a woman, a lady, a mother and," she chuckled softly, "ultimately a lover. I am…I am Selene Hart."

"You may know me," Selene started once more, sipping daintily from her cup, "that small Slytherin girl, friends with Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. You would be completely correct in that image, but only partially," she said, resting her cup on the saucer. She left the small table and walked to the fireplace, an enchanted, heatless flames of sapphire roaring in the grate. Photographs lined the mantle and Selene picked up a small thin frame, tapping a nail gently against the glass. "Harry is such a small part of my life," she lovingly said. "He is a small part of my story though; I am, after all, over a thousand years old. There are many people, many chapters of countless stories about me he doesn't know," Selene explained, returning to her soft chair, placing the photo on the table; Harry was kneeling on the ground before a lake, tickling a little girl in his arms. The little girl's black pigtails were dangling at her shoulders as she laughed silently, her gray-blue eyes bright with innocence. "Several of those stories I wish that he shall never know," Selene sighed, staring at the photo. "Though, what kind of vampire would I be without a few skeletons in my closet? And it is a very large closet mind you," she said with a mischievous smirk.

Selene sighed once more and leaned against her left hand, drumming her darkly painted nails against the reflective wood. "There are things in my life that I am not proud of, others I am highly pleased with," she said. "Some I wonder what the devil I was thinking and quite a few that I'd do again for the hell of it," Selene continued, laughing slightly. "Others, I wish would erase themselves from my cursed memory while many…" she faltered, her voice breaking, "Many things I would sell what little soul I have to turn out differently."

Selene sat silently for a moment, lost in the thoughts of a long ago memory. Picking up the photo once more, she stared into it, her reflection gazing back up at her. "There are many things that I remember from my past. Then there are things I remember only slightly or not even at all. However," Selene paused, offering her hand as a small leather bound book appeared on her palm. "I believe it will be easier to show you. Shall we start at the beginning?"

Well, here was the introduction to A Lady's Story. I really hope you enjoyed this first chapter, and the little insights it gave us to Selene's world. If you'd like me to contact you when I update, please feel free to contact me and ask. Reviews are always appreciated and I'm always open to questions. See you soon!