Changeling Child

Summary: Abandoned at birth, a young witch was found by travellers. Her Hogwarts letter? Received and ignored. At the age of sixteen, what happens when the war starts spilling over the edges? And what if Harry Potter wasn't the Prophesied Child … but Titillanda Darkstar?

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own Harry Potter. Drat.

Author's Note: This chapter has now been edited. If you're following the story, you'll need to read the whole thing again, as I've re-done the whole chapter, with a new plot point. Yes! Sanctus Espiritus (pronounced 'Sanct-OOS eh-spirit-OOS) is now a foreshadow in this story. Before, she wasn't, now …

She is.

Chapter One

Mysterious Incidents

Titillanda Darkstar was just having breakfast when there was a disturbance.

She looked up at Miranda, who was also staring at the brown screech owl that was making its way straight to 'Landa. It dropped a piece of yellowish paper down on her toast.

"Err… thanks," she muttered to the owl, which hooted huffily, and flew off, making sure to scratch the table as it left.

Frowning, she opened it and read through it quickly.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Darkstar,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizard—

'Landa stopped reading at this point. 'Witchcraft my arse,' she thought. 'It is not something that should even be considered. Sanctus Espiritus would not approve.

"Do your stuff," said Melinda, who had been reading over her shoulders.

It went up in flames. 'Landa was an Elemental; one of the four in the world. She could create fire, move it…

Manipulate it.

She could destroy, change its colour, she could do just about anything with it…

Except obliterate it.

Professor Dumbledore had just finished sending off all the owls to the soon-to-be-first-years. What he hadn't expected was a letter from a… disbelieving witch.

Saunders.

Terrorising owls now, are we? Just thought I'd tell you that I believe in none of that crap you've sent meHardly believable anyway. Come on, 'Hogwarts'Iknow you've hated hogs ever since that incident in the lake.Get – a – life. 'Professor Dumbledore': six syllables – well done. But you could have been a bit more obvious and called him 'Professor Bumblebee'Supreme Mugwump my arse.

Realise this; I am not standing for any of your jokes anymore. I don't care

Pah. Nice try.

Sincerely hoping you get some brain cells,

'Miss Darkstar'.

He leaned over to Minerva and showed her the. Her eyes widened as she read through. She looked at him and their eyes met. He nodded. Minerva stood up and headed out of the hall.

"Reveal your secrets!" Minerva whispered. The letters jumbled themselves around and it now read as follows.

Miss Darkstar may be found at Location 7 – A94K30KA399032.

Floo Code: No connection.

Apparation Code: 74-37-584-8290. No wards.

Minerva seemed to understand the strange numbers and letters on the parchment, and set off.

She was in such a hurry as she left that she didn't notice the pair of gleaming yellow eyes watching her turn around and hurry back to its pack.

Yellow Eyes walked into the clearing, their newly acquired home, and shook his shaggy head.

The biggest, greyest, oldest wolf of the forest howled.

As he howled, he let go of the hope, the hope that today was the day.

As he howled, he let go of the anger at his son for bringing bad news.

As he howled, he let go of the disappointment that he had felt – disappointment at that simple shake of the head.

As he howled, his mourn was swallowed, swallowed by the God who protected them all

'I will always be with you; through fire and storm, wind and rage, for the whole of Eternity. I am your Holy Spirit.

'I am your Sanctus Espiritus.'

The centaurs could hear the wolves and murmured in surprise. The wolves hardly ever howled. Rhonan threw up his head and stared at the skies.

"Mars is bright tonight. If the wolves are back, then there will be War."

Jabea, his Mate, thrust back her head too. "And Dark and Light will be crushed, and the world will be no more."

'Light is the side of devotion, the side I must change for the goodness of the Earth. They rely too much on things staying the same, yet there is no Life without change. The Dark must be defeated so that they don't change things for the worst; Tom Riddle never would have destroyed the world, had it not been for Nex Espirita, the one whom Ietalis call Satan.

'Tom Riddle must die, and so must Nex; the Dark in this world must be erased, for with Dark, Nex can only live.

'With Light, Nex is consumed.'