The other chosen one
Chapter 1
Alexis POV
12 years later
I rushed around my room, getting some last minute things packed for my 3rd year at Hogwarts. A lot has happened in my life. 12 years ago, my mother and best friend's parents were murdered by Voldemort. My father was taken to Azkaban because the ministry suspected that it was him who led Voldemort to the Potter's house, and for killing Peter Pettigrew and 13 other muggles. My uncle, and legal guardian, is a werewolf. I met my best friend since birth again, killed Voldemort twice, fought a basilisk and the ghost of Tom Riddle, AKA Voldy. I have one messed up life.
"Alexis! Are you ready yet?" Uncle Remus yelled up the stairs. Uncle Remus was my legal guardian. My Dad took me to him after my mother's death. I live with in his house in London, but we also spend some time at Grimmauld place, the Black family home. It was quite a nice place now that my deranged Grandmother wasn't there. The only thing that would make it nicer is if we could get her portrait off the wall, but that doesn't look like it's going to happen.
"Yeah!" I shouted down, pulling on my knee high, heeled boots on and placing my wand in the right boot. I grabbed my trunk and ran down the stairs, seeing my uncle stood there with another trunk. "What's with the trunk?" I asked, dropping my trunk and giving my Jack Russel Terrier a fuss.
"Well, it seems that I am the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." He replied with a smile. I hugged him and congratulated him before grabbing an apple from the kitchen and making my way out of the house.
"You know that job is cursed, right?" I asked as he locked the door, Jarvis, the dog, running around his feet. Our house was in a secluded part of London, so we didn't have any neighbours.
"Yeah. Maybe I can be the one to break the streak." He replied, putting Jarvis' lead on as we started to walk towards the nearest bus stop. We have apparated to the train station before, but we found out that Jarvis isn't good with apparation.
"You going to be ok with your furry little problem?" I asked, using our name for his wolfy condition.
"I'll be fine. It's not the first time I've had to hide at Hogwarts." He replied.
"Yeah, but this time, you don't have James or my Dad." I said. Uncle Remus told me about his school days, along with my father, James and Peter Pettigrew becoming illegal animagi on his time of the month.
We were soon at Kings Cross station and made our way through the barrier to platform 9 ¾ and went our separate ways. I put my trunk I the baggage car and picked Jarvis up so he didn't get trampled.
"LEXI!" I turned to see Ron running up to me, Harry and Hermione behind him. "Hi Jarvis!" He cooed, giving my dog a big fuss.
"You know, I sometimes think you're happier to see the dog than me." I joked, hugging Harry and Hermione.
"Of course I'm happy to see you! But Jarvis is cuter." He replied. We got on the train and started to look for a compartment, soon realising the only one that wasn't full contained my sleeping uncle.
"Who's that?" Ron asked as we sat down, trying not to wake him up.
"Professor R. ." I said, letting Jarvis lay down next to me with his head in my lap.
"How did you know that?" Ron asked, making me want to slap my head.
"It's on the bag, Ronald." Hermione said, pointing to the bag. Harry suddenly got up and shut the door and told us everything about what Mr Weasley told him about Sirius Black escaping from Azkaban. That explained why uncle Remus hasn't let me see the paper for days.
The train suddenly lurched to a stop, making me almost fall off the seat. It turned very cold and this creature appeared in out compartment. The second it opened the door and entered the compartment, I felt every happy feeling leave my body, and with it, any happy thoughts I had. In my peripheral vision, I saw movement before a blue light lit up the compartment. I could hear a woman screaming before my eyes closed and I slumped in my seat, letting darkness wash over me.
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I slowly opened my eyes to see uncle Remus looing worriedly at me. "Good, you're awake." He said, handing me some chocolate. "Eat this. It'll make you feel better." I sat up and saw Hermione and Ron sat opposite me with Harry, who looked as bad as I felt.
"What was that?" Harry asked, looking towards the door.
"A Dementor. One of the guards of Azkaban. I imagine they were searching the train for Sirius Black." Uncle Remus said, making my head snap up. I looked at him to see him avoiding my gaze. When he left the compartment, saying he had to see the driver, I followed with the excuse of needing the toilet.
"Hey!" I said, making Uncle Remus turn around. "Why didn't you tell me that my father escaped?" I whisper yelled at him, aware of the people around us.
"I was trying to keep you safe. The less you know the better." He said before turning and leaving.
"Bastard." I muttered, turning and going back to the compartment. We sat and talked until it was time to get changed. As we were about to get off the train, I noticed that uncle Remus' bag was missing, yet he never came back for it. I'm starting to think that he's avoiding me.
We got to the great hall and watched the sorting, cheering whenever we got a new Gryffindor student. I spent the whole time trying to distract whoever looked in my direction by changing my appearance to something funny. I am a metamorphmagus, which means that I can change my appearance at will. I usually do it to confuse my teachers. As the sorting finished, I returned my looks to my natural self, my black hair falling to my waist with a side fringe. My eyes a bright blue and my skin lightly tanned.
"Before you tuck into the feast," Professor Dumbledore said. "I would like to introduce the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. Professor Lupin!" The room cheered as he stood up and bowed slightly.
"That's how he knew to give you the chocolate." Hermione said to Harry and I.
"Psst! Potter! Black!" We heard someone hiss. We turned to see Malfoy looking at us from the Slytherin table. "Is it true that you fainted? I mean actually fainted?"
"Piss off tutu." I said, making him frown as I referred to the prank I played on him during first year. When we first met Malfoy, I immediately dislike him, mainly because we're related – not that he knew that. So, while he was being sorted, I used the charm Uncle Remus had taught me to transfigure his clothes into a pink tutu, making everyone laugh. Everyone assumed it was Fred and George Weasley who did it, but they were kicking themselves for not thinking about it themselves. No one figured out it was me until a year later when I used the same spell to transfigure my school robes into my Quidditch robes. Malfoy has hated me ever since.
The food appeared then and Ron challenged me to an eating contest. After 15 minutes, most of the Great hall was watching us, minus the Slytherins. Even some of the teachers came over to watch, including Dumbledore. When Ron finally gave up and I won, the hall cheered and I could see the Weasley Twins exchanging money with Dumbledore. Those Weasels made a bet with Dumbledore! Looks like they lost anyway. Karma.
"Now that Miss Black has won, and I am 5 Galleons richer, it is time for bed. Lesson's start tomorrow!" Dumbledore announced, making a collective groan sound through the hall.
Here is the first chapter. I hope this is alright for you guys.
Emma
