This takes place right after the 7th book. If you haven't finished the series and don't want spoilers then stop reading this!
Disclaimer: I don't own the series of Harry Potter, just the idea for this fanfic. Also, I am assuming of how the offspring of everyone's reactions so I have no idea how they really are.
"God has decided to give you another chance, Tom," said a man cloaked in a white robe with a hood obscuring his face. He stood in a familiar but unknown rail road track. The lights were blinking. With his back turned, he looked down. Fog swirled around him.
"Don't you dare call me by that filthy muggle's name!" a scratch voice bellowed angrily. The man turned around and started to walk forward. In his arms was a baby with a face that vaguely resembled a snake. It squirmed in his arms, trying to escape from the man's embrace. The man flicked the child's forehead. It hissed but didn't stop its squirming. The man sighed.
"I'm quite surprised though," the man said to the child quietly. "You've killed more than a war, you've destroyed countless homes, and all you ever did was use people. And yet, even after all that, the man in the attic is still allowing you to live once more." The child stopped its resistance, realizing what the man meant. The man sighed again.
"I made a bet with God, though. I believe that every person, when reborn, will act as they did in the past. He merely smiled and said, 'Shall we make a bet then?' If you are as you were and cannot atone for your sins, then I will be given my request of anything I ask. However, should you redeem yourself by giving happiness to that family, then you'll be able to receive any wish you so desire." The man looked down onto the baby. Its red eyes focused on his unseen face.
"But, that only means if you can redeem yourself. If you end up in Limbo again, you'll just be taken to Hell where you belong." The man chuckled. "Who knows? Maybe you'll be reincarnated as the Tooth Fairy?" The man cocked his head to the side. "Now that'll be something worth seeing. The 'great and powerful Dark Lord' now working as the little Tooth Fairy! I hear that pink goes fabulous with green." The man chuckled once more.
A light flashed. "Ah, that's your cue to go, Tom." The baby glared at him. Then a green mist escaped the reptilian child's body and flew towards the light. The body dissolved in the man's arms.
"I will do all that I am able to make sure that I am the one going to Heaven. I will make it this time. Please wait for me a bit longer," the man muttered as soon as he was sure no one was listening.
in an orphanage 9 months and 10 years later…
I opened my eyes. I've been having that weird dream ever since I was small. I turned on my side.
"Sin, wake up!" a piecing voice screamed.
I looked at the clock. It was 11:00 AM. Shoot! I jumped off the bed and rapidly brushed my hair and changed my clothes.
Ms. Clair is going to get on my case again. I rushed downstairs to the office to see what I was the blame for. As I entered, I saw the most peculiar thing. There, on the desk, was an owl. A blonde woman with her hair tied back in a tight bun sat in the chair behind the desk holding a letter.
"Ms. Clair, how was your morning?" I politely asked.
"Well, you would know if you were up, now wouldn't you?"
Ms. Clair looked down upon me as she did with just about everyone. It's funny how Ms. Clair detested children and yet ran an orphanage. Life was not fair but a test for one's limits and wit. I glanced at the letter, the owl, and then at Ms. Clair waiting for her to explain things.
"It seems your dim self has been accepted to a school in London."
Disbelief bubbled inside me. Things this great would do not happen to ordinary girls, especially orphans. Without thinking, I snatched the paper from Ms. Clair and read it myself. I looked up.
"I'm going to be a witch?"
at the train station...
"What have I done?" I muttered miserably. Here I was, the only parentless child wander the train station. The scene at the orphanage went pretty smoothly. Almost too smoothly.
Ms. Clair unusually gave my money to buy my belongings and just sent me off as fast as she could. It seemed odd that Ms. Clair would shove me away almost as if I was an evil spirit but I just waved it off.
At least I don't have to be stuck in that orphanage for the rest of my childhood…
I looked around. How on Earth is a child suppose to find the station 9 ¾? Was the letter a prank? Just then, I saw a group of five about run right into the wall. Panicking, I ran as fast as I could dragging all my luggage to try and save them. The next thing I knew, I was at station 9 ¾. Well, that was convenient. I looked around and saw that most people held wands and broom sticks. Some children were even in the school robes. Well, at least I now know it wasn't a prank.
After asking several people where I could put my luggage, I boarded the train.
"Look! It's Harry Potter!"
I involuntarily twitched and no, it's not normal for me to do so. Then I looked out to where several people were pointing at (which was rude but I didn't say anything). There stood a tall man with brown hair wearing glasses. He wasn't terribly attractive so he wasn't a pop idol.
"Who's Harry Potter?" I asked the girl who stood next to me. Her eyes grew as large as saucers. I took a quick peek around. Everyone was staring at me as if I asked who Brad Pitt was. An awkward silence started to fill the area as my face burned with embarrassment.
"Please take your seats as the Hogwarts Express will now be leaving."
The girl dragged me down to an empty compartment.
"Are you muggle-born?" I stared at the girl. What the heck was this girl smoking? She had curly auburn hair with brown eyes.
"Excuse me?" The girl rolled her eyes. Grrr…
"Were you born in a non-magical family?"
"Well, I can't say since I don't have parents," I said with a bit more rancor than I intended. The girl winced.
"Please don't say that you're sorry," I said as the girl opened her mouth. The girl gave a sheepish smile.
"I'm Rose Weasley." She stuck out her hand.
"Sin Adromeda." I took it while ignoring her surprised expression. Geez, at least it's not apple (not saying that that's a horrible name or anything). "It's short for 'Sindy' and you didn't answer my question. Who is Harry Potter?"
"You don't know who Harry Potter is?!"
Oh my goodness! How many times is this going to happen? I turned around to find a boy who resembled the man everyone was pointing to at the station.
"This is my cousin, Albus Potter, and Harry Potter is his father." Rose leaned towards me. "Harry Potter is the man who defeated the Dark Lord who wanted to rid the world of muggle-borns." My hand closed into a fist. What is wrong with my body today! First I twitch when Harry Potter is mentioned and now I'm forming a fist as if I didn't like the sound of him defeating an evil person. It's not like I had anything personal to do with this battle. Then again, if the Dark Lord lived, I probably wouldn't exist right now.
"So is this Harry Potter some wizard genius or something?" I asked. It was Albus who answered.
"Um, no, not really. He's just your ordinary dad."
Oh boy. I felt the droll look take over my face.
"Well, I wouldn't know of an 'ordinary dad' since my parents abandoned me." Seriously, people take a lot of things for granted. As I saw his face turn into a cherry, I said, "Sorry. It's not anyone's fault, really. And don't say you're sorry," I stopped Albus when he opened his mouth. "I hate that the most."
He gave me a sheepish smile as he hurried and sat down next to Rose.
"So, where do you live?" Rose asked. Okay, she's definitely the bold one out of the two.
"An orphanage. It's by the sea with a cave and forest surrounding it. Of course there's a town nearby too."
"Aw, boo-hoo for the little mud blood," said a mocking voice. I turned to see a blonde boy with his hair slicked back. There was a curly black haired boy and a rotund dirty blonde boy laughing behind him.
"Shut up, you spoiled little girl," I retorted. The boys stopped laughing as Albus said "oooh" and Rose snickered. But honestly, it wasn't that funny.
"Well, now the stupid mud blood thinks she can take on a man."
"A man? Psh, all I see are disgusting leeches who are worth nothing in society."
More "oooh"'s and snickering came from the hallway. I looked past the boys to see a small crowd forming. What the heck? I'd understand if there was a physical fight going on but this is nothing.
"Stupid bitch! You think you're all that, huh?"
I clapped and with a voice dripping with fake enthusiasm said, "Good job! You actually managed to say something other than 'mud blood!' And here I thought that was the only come back you knew."
The crowd laughed. The boy turned red, with anger or embarrassment I don't know, but it was clear that I really had to end this or else make enemies on my first day.
"You know what? You're worthless! No wonder your parents abandoned you!"
Oooh, no little boy. Now you're going down.
I let my instincts take over. It was like I was watching through a camera. All thoughts left my head as I tackled the blonde boy to the ground and grabbed his hair. I pulled it and then smashed his head into the floor. People moved out of the way as his two cronies tried to pull me off. I socked one in the crotch and the other in the nose then continued to pulverize the blonde boy. He tried to buck me off but couldn't. Finally, my senses were starting to return and I got off of him. As I stood up and looked around, everyone ran back to their seats. My gaze settled onto the two cronies. I couldn't look at the blonde boy knowing that regret would instantly freeze me in place.
"Take care of him."
I returned to my seat and saw that Rose and Albus were frozen with fear, admiration, and confusion. I sighed. There goes my chance at friends. The silence continued for several minutes until Albus whispered, "Bloody hell. That was some fight." I was looking out the window and smiled.
"Thanks," I said awkwardly. "Even though violence isn't the answer."
"But it's alright." My head shot at Rose. She nodded matter-of-factly. "After all, they did start it and they insulted your parents. Anyone would've done it." I arched a brow. She blushed as a knowing smile spread on my face.
"I… thanks," I chuckled. "It isn't the first time I had lost my temper when someone called me worthless or said I was the reason why I had no parents. It just hasn't happened in a while. Guess now I know why, huh? Heh." After a pause, I added, "Who was that boy anyway?"
"I think his name is Scorpius," Rose said after a while. "Why?"
"He needs to watch Teen Truth."
(For those who haven't seen Teen Truth, it's this group in California, USA going around trying to get more people to not bully and see the effects of it. It sounds like a cheesy video, but it's actually pretty good. I strongly recommend everyone to watch it. Go to myspace (if your parents let you that is) and type in teentruth if you want to see if.)
