Chapter 2

It was dark outside as a tall woman looked out her window. Her name was Ophelia Flamel and she was the wife to Lord Damien Flamel one of the most well known lords of their world. After all the Flamel family were an old and very powerful family. Suddenly a brightly light caught her attention making her gasp. In little to no time she had gathered her cloak and had ran outside to where she saw the light. Arriving she gasped as she saw a silver bubble like shield surrounding a little baby. Falling to her knees she caught the child as the bubble disappeared. Cradling it to her chest she ran inside and looked down. What she saw in her minds was the most beautiful baby girl she had ever seen. The one year old baby had dark red hair with soft ringlets and soft pale skin. Around her neck was a pendant broken in haft. Wondering who this baby was she shook her head then made her way to her husband's office.

Arriving at the solid oak door she knocked softly and waited to be let in.

"Come in." spoke her husband and gently she pushed the door opened and walked in. Her husband sat behind his desk dark red hair pulled back into a low pony tail. Haft moon spectacles placed gently on his nose. He was reading through some papers as she approached him. "What is it Ophelia?" he asked her finally looking up. Yet his eyes widen as he saw the baby in her arms. "Were on earth did you find that child?" he asked surprised.

"She appeared in the gardens surrounded by a silver shield. I couldn't leave her there Damien the poor child." She said looking down at the little girl in her arms. Smiling at his wife Damien motioned for her to hand the child to him. Gently she did so and watched as her husband inspected her.

"Her power is strong." He whispered. "But it is tainted by this mark on her forehead." he continued, frowning. "As if she had been hit with a deadly dark curse."

"Damien, please may we keep her." Ophelia asked her husband in a pleading tone.

Her husband looked at her then at the little baby in his arms but jumped as he saw her awake now. The bright emerald green eyes made him smile softly they reminded him of his own mother, Griselda Potter-Flamel.

"If you are sure Ophelia we shall do a blood ritual but first I must meet with the goblins to see if they con identify the darkness around the scar." He told his wife smiling at her.

"Oh thank you Damien, you will see she will make you proud." She said kissing her husband.

"Tell the house elves to prepare a room I will go to Gringotts immediately." He said standing.

Gathering his cloak around himself and the child in his arms he disappeared and arrived silently in Diagon alley. Making his way towards the Goblin run bank he arrived and smiled.

"God evening Grislow I must speak with your dark arts specialist." He said politely.

"Of course Lord Flamel." The goblin said bowing.

Soon he was being lead through the halls of Gringotts the little girl in his arms gurgling happily as they went. She seemed to be perfectly happy in his arms and that made him smile. Perhaps at last he would have a child of his own. Arriving in an office he was told to sit and then the goblin left. Looking around he found the room to be quiet interesting. The walls seemed to be made of solid gold with jewels imbedded into it. There were bookshelves crammed with scrolls and books while the dark wood desk was stacked high with papers and other trinkets. Suddenly the door behind the desk opened and an old goblin walked in. Lord Flamel stood and shook the goblins hand before retaking his seat.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit Lord Flamel." He said in his old voice.

"I have come to you Lord Reckush on a matter of importance. This fine evening my wife found this child in our gardens. She is of course a witch but had a dark aura centered around this mark on her forehead. I had hoped that you could perhaps identify it and take care of It." he said.

"May I please see the child." The goblin asked and Lord Flamel nodded.

Handing the child over he was shocked when the little girl just gurgled happily. The goblin seemed shocked at this but didn't say a word. Gently he touched the scar on the little girl's forehead and concentrated.

"Yes, this girl does have darkness around this scare. It was caused by a dark curse." He whispered. "I will need a curse breaker for this." he said with a sigh then sent a bright light into the air.

A few minutes past with the only sound being the little girls gurgling as she looked at the goblins desk. Suddenly the door opened and a man wearing robs walked in.

"Thank you for coming curse breaker Bones." The goblin said. "I have this little bundle of joy that you need to inspect. She has had a dark curse placed on her and we need to identify it and get read of it." he continued.

"Of course sir." The man said smiling at Lord Flamel then they all turned there attention to the little girl but were shocked to see that in her hands was an orb of pure gold that had runes scratched into it. The goblin seemed to have a heart attack at the sight but stopped anybody from taking the orb away from her.

"Only the ones who are gifted to touch this orb may touch it. It was said to belong to the lady Rowena Ravenclaw. Nobody knows what it is and I have tried to figure it out. I must say it is not harmful but it is mysterious." He said. "I'm sure it will be safe with her from now on." He told them. "please do begin Curse breaker Bones."

Arriving at the Flamel manor, Damien Flamel was not very happy, no he was enraged. Who would dare try and kill a baby girl! If he ever found out who did this to his little girl, because that's what she was now, he would personally kill them. See how they like it.

Grumbling he walked into the house and was met with a worried Ophelia Flamel. Once she saw his face she paled and ran over.

"What's wrong my love?" she asked.

"Somebody tried to kill her with the Killing curse, I have already told the goblins and curse breaker that none of this would be leaked and that only the most trusted people will know." he told her.

"But how did she survived the killing curse?" Ophelia asked eyes wide in horror.

"She is powerful, but I do not know the true answer to that my love." He answered shaking his head then he smiled. "The goblins seemed to be quiet taken with her." she told her. "Lord Reckush even gifted her with the ball she is holding. Apparently it is a mystery but not harmful and ones belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw." He elaborated. "Is her room ready?" he asked.

"Yes the house elves did a marvellous job in her room. Perfect for a little girl." she said smiling brightly then lead him to the east wing of the manor.

Arriving at a set of double doors they opened it and found a beautiful room the walls were all light pink with white crown moulding and dark brown hard wood flooring. There were tall windows against one wall and against the other was a dark wooden crib with light pink blankets and pillows and even a white bunny rabbit. Not far from it was a dark wooden rocking chair and there were different toys and stuffed animals around the room. It was perfect for a little girl.

"This is perfect." He whispered looking down at the little girl in his arms. "Welcome to your new home little one." he whispered then frowned. "We need a name." he said.

"Sakura." Ophelia whispered smiling.

"Why Sakura?" he asked his wife.

"It suits her plus the pendant around her neck has a flower on It." she said.

"It's a broken pendant." He said frowning.

"Yes but it's hers." She said taking the little girl into her arms and leading her to the crib. "Goodnight my little Sakura tomorrow morning you will wake up you will be part of are family." she said kissing the little girls forehead. Damien did the same and then they both left.

The next morning shined brightly as Damien Flamel made his way to his daughters bedroom. Arriving, he was met with Sakura out of her crib and playing with her gold orb. Wondering how on earth she got out he shook his head and took her into his arms.

"You are full of surprises my little witch." He said making her giggle. "Today you become officially ours because we are doing a blood ritual. Of course you will keep some of your old blood but you will become a Flamel." He said brightly. Changing Sakura into some clothe provided he made a list of things to by his new little girl. Clothe was ranking high up there along with other things. After she was dressed he walked her down and found Ophelia waiting for him in the dining room. Together they fed there little girl then got ready for the ritual. Of course others would have to be there and so they contacted there best friends. The Potters and the Bones." As the heads of house of each of those two families arrived they set the room up.

"I must say Damien she looks like a Potter." Nicolas Potter said looking down at the little girl in his arms.

"We will soon find out what family she belong to." Damien said.

"Yes we will but we would never stop you from taking her in. None of our children have recently had children of there own so we know this little one couldn't possibly belong to our families." Rosaline Potter said smiling at them.

Soon Sakura was placed in the center of the room and everybody took there positions.

As they all chanted the ritual chant crest started to appear. They were all shocked when the crest of Ravenclaw appeared but also the crest of Potter and Gryffindor, still they did not stop the ritual for it could have injured the little girl currently giggling in the center of the room. Suddenly a brightly light surrounded Sakura and cries were heard. A few minutes latter the light died down and Damien ran to his little girl. Gathering her in his arms he rocked her from side to side to calm her down.

"How could it be…" Nicolas whispered shocked. "I would have known if we had another Potter in the family." he continued. "Especially as it comes from my direct line."

"I didn't know the Potters were related to Ravenclaw." Sofia Bones whispered.

"We aren't." Rosaline answered shaking her head.

"And we are not related to the Ravenclaw's." Ophelia said looking at her daughter in shock.

"I'm sure things will be clear up in the future." Damien said shaking his head. "Thank you all for being here would any of you like to stay for lunch." He asked.

"Yes please after all I would like to meet this Potter; she is in her own right a Potter." Nicolas said making the Flamels laugh.

"Yes she is Nicolas." Ophelia said.

"Going up to the sitting room they all started to eat while Nicolas looked at the Potter he never heard of before. Then he saw the pendant around her neck and gasped.

"This pendant, it…it belongs to my family it is past down from generation to generation my son has it right now." He said.

"What does that mean little Sakura is from a different time?" Ophelia asked.

"It seems so." Nicolas whispered fingering the broken pendant. "Who ever tried to kill her broke it in haft." He said sadly.