Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me and never will.
Prologue
Final Piece of the Puzzle
It was midnight as a young blonde-haired woman walked the trail of the forest, holding her wand to let the light lead her further into the darkness. Anya Lewis had a feeling luck would show tonight. Her green jewel pulsed brightly as it hung from her necklace, indicating the final piece in the puzzle was about to show itself. Finally. After years of waiting, they would finally find the one person who could make their strength rise. Anya reached up to touch her jewel. Hopefully, the wait would be worth it.
The branches of trees and bushes that were in her way moved silently to clear the path at her command. One tree seemed to bow down before her and she stopped to rub the trunk of it, smiling as it sent her a wave of power that traveled from her hand all through her body. The tingling feeling burned like fire through her and she let her fingers trail over the rough bark for another minute.
"Thank you," she whispered quietly. Anya gave the tree one last smile before setting off onto her path once again. The moon could just be seen through the occasional breaks in the tops of the trees and Anya sighed. She craved the sun to be out. The heat and the light filled her with power; it made her feel stronger and more dominant than at night.
Anya soon came to an opening in the forest, one was home to a two story bricked house. Lights were on in the living room and a figure stood by the window. Anya smiled to herself. She wasn't the only one who received a call from her jewel. She headed toward the porch, whispering the words to extinguish the light coming from her wand, and dashed up the stairs. Before she even had the time to raise her fist to knock, the door swung opened, revealing a middle-aged woman who had a huge smile on her face.
"Hello, Jane," greeted Anya.
Jane ushered the younger girl in. "Nice of you to make it, Anya. The others are in the living room already." Anya noticed Jane wringing her hands together and though she was smiling, a nervous glint was in her brown eyes. Jane said nothing more as her and Anya made their way to the others, and Anya was smart enough to know to keep her mouth shut until Jane was ready to give answers.
The other two people of the group were seated on the loveseat by the fireplace, which thankfully wasn't on. Jane sometimes had a tendency to spark up a fire even in the middle of summer. It was just early spring and Anya wasn't in the mood for a blazing fire. The other witch and wizard looked up as Jane and Anya entered the room. Krystal was sitting on Lukas' lap, their hands intertwined. Anya tried her best to keep the smile off her face. Love was beautiful and in Krystal and Lukas' case, it was the best thing in the world. Anya was glad the two of them found each other.
A hush engulfed the room and the four looked at each other for a moment. It was Lukas who broke the silence. "So why did we get the call?" he asked. Anya and Krystal looked at Jane expectedly.
"Another one of you as been found," Jane informed them. "But he's different; more powerful, more unpredictable. And he's the key to winning the war against Voldemort. He'll most likely be more powerful than all of you combined. And he will have the answer to everything you ever wanted to know."
The rest stared at her with a look of surprise. They weren't just getting another wizard with power like theirs, but one that held the knowledge of the things they wanted the most. Anya's hands shook with excitement. The final piece to the puzzle had finally been out into place. "Where do we find him?" she asked.
Jane looked out the window. "That's the hard part," she said slowly. "Right now he's one that doesn't want to be found."
A/N: Not sure if I'm keeping this prologue but it's here for now and the first chapter should be up soon. It is a Ron/Hermione fic with most other cannon pairings and a couple non-cannon. The OCs are here since I am a more serious writer that decided to take a stab at fanfiction while my brain is trying to find inspiration for my original work. I hope you liked it! :) If you find anything wrong with my work, please don't be afraid to tell me. Constructive criticism is welcomed.