A Tale As Old As Time

by carterlee

Elena had always been told that muggleborns were a disgrace. Will her upbringing become an advantage or will everything she's ever believed be changed forever by a blue eyed boy? Finch grew up, a muggleborn in a time when anyone who wasn't from a pureblood, wealthy family was viewed as inferior. Will he become a joke or will he rise above his blood status and become something more?

1. Chapter 1

"And remember, if the Black's son invites you to do something, no matter what, do it. The connections we could have if you married a Black would be unimaginable." Elena looked up from the book she was reading and nodded. "Yes Mother."
"And stay away from that ghastly Potter boy."
"Yes Mother." Mrs. Marino gave her daughter a quick pat on the shoulder and started out the door. "Oh, and Happy Birthday, my dear. Your letter should be arriving with the post." And so it did. A thick vanilla colored envelope dropped in front of Elena. The family owl, Eden, perched on the back of her chair and started preening her tawny feathers. Mr. Marino reached over and grabbed it off of her plate, opening the letter slowly. "We'll go to Diagon Alley later today. Pity you can't have a broom this year. In my day, I wa-"
"The greatest Keeper this world has ever known. Yes, Father. You have told this to us before." Elena's younger sister Alice said, looking up from her breakfast. Alice was 9 and looked very similar to her older sister. They shared the same dark chocolate hair and both sported a smattering of freckles across their nose. Everyone claimed that they were both impossible to tell apart, especially considering they were around the same height. Elena didn't see it.

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"Finch, come inside. There's a letter here for you!" Finch sighed, looking up from the football he had been kicking around. He walked inside, smiling to his mother as he passed her. He walked into the kitchen where sitting on the table was a vanilla colored envelope. He picked it up, reading his own name off of it. "Who's it from?" His mother shrugged, leaning against the door way. "Just open it." He slid a finger under the wax seal and pulled it open. Inside were two folded pieces of parchment, also addressed to him. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" He read aloud, his mother's eyes getting wider with every word. "My great grandmother told me stories about Hogwarts. I thought it was just a myth." She said, rushing over and reading over his shoulder. She took the letter from her son's hands and read the second page. A small note was attached to the top. "London. We'll have to go to London." She said, walking away while still reading. Finch looked into the envelope to find a small train ticket. "King's Cross Station Platform 9 3/4" He looked at it perplexed. 9 3/4, there was no such thing as a Platform 9 3/4. At least, he didn't think there was.