AN: Now is Addison's story

Then is Annabel's

NOW-

"What is going on?" the words were pouring out of my mouth before my stomach even settled from disapparating away from my foyer.

"Your safety has been...compromised," The old man said carefully choosing his words.

"That man..he had a dark mark!" I remembered learning about them in school and knew it wasn't good, a shiver of something I wasn't used to ran down my spine, fear.

"Yes, he did," he began walking still holding my bag in his hands.

"Who are you?" I didn't follow him.

"Good question Addison," his eyes glittered as he turned to look at me, "I was sent to collect you,"

"That doesn't tell me who you are!" I sent back at him, suddenly feeling less safe than I previously was. A very cool breeze flew against my face and I knew my cheeks instantly turned bright red from the cold, "And where are we?" I noticed the snow on the ground around us, snow I knew wasn't in my home town of Phoenix.

"My name is Albus, your Mother sent me to collect you,"

"Albus..." I squinted my eyes at him taking in his features once again, "My Mom has never mentioned anyone by that name,"

"Well she wouldn't would she?" he face changed to a very amused smirk, "She's not my biggest fan," I fought the urge to rub my temples as he spoke, confusing me more.

"Then why did she call you?"

"Lets say I'm better than the alternative,"

"Are we going to her now?" I knew she definitely wasn't in the house I had just left.

"No," he turned back away from me, continuing down the sidewalk.

"Where is she?" that caused me to follow him; besides I had no clue where I was and I was more than positive I could out smart the old man if needed.

"That I'm afraid is a mystery," a screech of an owl could be heard in the distance. "But I've got someone looking into it," my pulse tripled in speed.

"Death Eaters were at my house!" I caught up to step with him grabbing my bag out of his hand and shoving my hand in the front pocket where I knew my wand would be, "And you're telling me you don't know where my Mom is?"

"I assure you that wasn't the first Death Eater your Mom has dealt with,"

"She's a healer, how many Death Eaters do you think she's been patching up?" I put the bag on my back once my wand was in my hand, instantly my nerves calmed feeling more protected.

"Annabel Parker has many secrets," I scoffed at that statement.

"My Mom and I don't keep anything from each other!" He stopped in front of a row of homes and let the amused look fall off his face as he looked me over.

"Apparently you do," his eyes finally met mine and all the gleam fell out of his, "Your eyes are very blue, clearer than the sky,"

"And the ocean," I finished the statement without a second thought, "My Mom always said that,"

"Awe, just in time," he smiled up at the sky as a brown barn owl flew down in front of me a letter tied to its little leg. I looked over at the wizard confused before untying the letter, giving the owl a quick stroke before it chirped in joy and flew away.

The emerald writing on the cream colored envelope stood out even in the yellow cast light from the street light.

Addison Parker

Unknown Location

Borough of Islington

Muggle, London

"LONDON?" I questioned the old man, not bothering with the envelope anymore.

"Yes," he simply started walking again. I followed behind him, I knew my Mom was from London, that was probably why I hadn't taken much notice to the man's accent that now was so obvious. The next street light we were under my eyes couldn't help but be drawn down to the envelope again, a familiar crest was in the right corner, my Mom had it on a few things from when she was a child.

"Ah, here we are," Albus looked up at bunch of town homes.

"I'm staying with muggles?" I asked him as he began digging in his pockets.

"Of course not, you would have no protection there," and he reached out his thin hand that seemed to be holding a scrap of paper and I knew my face squinted in confusion. "Read it,"

I took the paper and quickly read over it not understanding what it meant.

'The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number 12 Grimmauld Place, London'

"Again," Albus repeated, "Think about it,"

So once again I read over it.

'The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number 12 Grimmauld Place, London'

"Well?" he asked and I just shrugged my shoulders? Looking at the houses in front of me...then I noticed something was missing; one of the house was listed at 11 and one was 13. Number 12? Could this be Grimmauld place?

"There it is," I jumped as the houses in front of me started separating and the piece of paper was taken out of my hands, not that I could look away from the dingy house that had just popped up in front of me.

"What the hell?" I muttered but Albus just tutted me and went down the path towards the door. I had no choice to follow him not only did I not know where I was, I wasn't even in the same country anymore.

"Protection from what?" I asked the old man remembering his statement from earlier.

"Let us get inside shall we?" that little twinkle was back in his eye and I instantly got a tug at my stomach to snub it out. Albus went walking into the home like it was his not bothering to knock, he just hushed me as we entered a long dark hallway that was over due for a dusting.

"Why do I have to..?" I began at normal volume but the rest of my question was interrupted by a woman's scream which I hated to admit unnerved me more than a little. My hand had grabbed onto the robes of Albus before I knew what was happening.

"Come now, quickly," A female's voice came down the hallway towards us and Albus started towards her ignoring the screaming. "She gets on my last nerve," the ginger woman informed the older wizard as we stepping into the light of a tattered kitchen filled with people.

"This is her?" a straggly looking man stood up clearly they had been expecting me. His button up shirt was open exposing his bony chest. He looked severely under nourished.

"Yes Sirius, this is her," Albus spoke in a calm voice and all the adults gasped looking me over.

"I'm standing right here," I said for the first time since we had entered the house. "Where is my Mom?" I continued hoping someone in the kitchen would have the answer for me that Albus didn't have.

"Albus have you not told her?" The woman asked one more time speaking over me.

"I can hear!" I reminded them again, "Told me what?" I had absolutely no clue why I was taken here in the first place.

"We believe you Mother has been taken by Lord Voldemort," a man in long black robes finally gave me an answer from the corner, his face didn't change at the mention of the horrible name he spoke. Silent alarms went off in my head as more questions began running through me, setting my blood on fire.

"He's dead!"

"He is believed to be dead," Albus answered calmly like he was telling me why the chicken crossed the road not that my Mom had been taken by the biggest murderer since Grindlewald! "But he is very much alive,"

"Why would he want her?" I shot back not sure if I could or would accept the information I had just been provided with.

All of them looked right through me to stare at each other, none of them making eye contact with me.

"He's always wanted her," the woman called Molly finally spoke before the kitchen began filling with kids my age.

"Molly," Albus interrupted her and her face instantly lit up eying up the children that had appeared, I was willing to bet all our money that half of them were hers, the hair gave it away. "Addison will be staying here until Johanna mason comes for her," Albus addressed the whole room.

"Who?" I asked as Molly and the rest of the adults nodded their head.

"Johanna was your Mother's best friend," A dark haired man spoke from the corner of the room, he had a longer nose and hair that he kept close to his face like he could use it as a curtain at any time.

"Then why have I never heard of her? Of any of you?" Mom had never said anything about friends, or family. "Where is my Mom?" I asked Molly hoping she'd take pity on me being a Mother as well.

"I have no idea Darling," she rested both of her hands on a shoulder. "Have you eaten?"

"No. I'm not hungry," How did she expect me to eat? My Mother was missing and they were acting like it was a normal day, and all of them seemed to know things about her, but I knew nothing of them, at all.

"She'll be attending Hogwarts with you lot," Molly said over my shoulder to the group of kids.

"No, I attend Ilvermorny ,"

"It's not safe, Hogwarts is the safest place for you,"

"Safe from who exactly?" A dark haired boy with perfectly round glasses asked from the entrance of the kitchens.

"Ah Harry," Albus pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose but to no avail they slipped right back down, "You will find Addison and you have many things in common,"

"Voldemort?" The boy named Harry asked back causing my heart to drop down into my stomach.

"Was that who was speaking to me on the stairs? Voldemort?!" I didn't give the old man time to answer the boy before I jumped in.

"No one was speaking to you on the stairs,"

"I heard a voice, it said my name, it sounded like he was right behind me,"

"It's worse then we feared I'm afraid Severus,"

"Yes, I believe so," the long nosed man agreed with Albus.

THEN-

"Tom, where are you taking me?" I laughed as he dragged me though Diagon Alley shoving through all the small children shopping for their school year.

"I want to show you something, but I need to make a stop first," he kept a firm hold on my hand. We had been seeing each other for about 3 months now, and to say that I knew nothing about him would be an understatement, he could have been dragging me off to murder me but I knew he wouldn't, I trusted him; he wouldn't hurt a fly.

"There is nothing down this way," I smirked over at him, even after the short period of time we'd been together I knew I loved him, there was no doubt about it. I had yet to share this information with Tom, he didn't seem like the type to really be flattered by loving words; but I could see a future with him, just like any other woman hopelessly in love, I could see a wedding, a beautiful house and children that shared our dark features. I had only told two people of these thoughts, Johanna and Narcissa Malfoy. Johanna wasn't the biggest supporter of Tom, she tried to say there was something off about him, but she didn't know him like I did, she didn't understand him. Narcissa was overwhelmingly on team Tom, and we had become quick friends after I had visited her with Tom that day in fact Tom and I ate at Malfoy Manor at least twice a week.

"That is exactly what they want you to believe," Tom smirked back leading me down a dark alley marked as Knockturn alley. I rolled my eyes at him, he was always saying open ended statements like that, like he was always trying to scare me away. I smiled at him and reached out grabbing his ice cold hands in mine.

"Well at least we'll be together,"

"Forever,"

AN: Let me know what you think! I know it has been forever since I updated but I really like this idea for a story.