A/N:
Hey everyone!
I am so sorry it took so long to get this up here and posted. I have just had
to do so much, what with school and all, but it's summer now, so I will be able
to post more often, YAY! I also will have a beta-reader from now on. My
beta-reader whom is Sailor Galaxie will be helping me out, and
I would like to thank them for offering to beta-read my stories. I sure need
them. As you might be able to see I am really bad at editing my stories. Sailor
Galxie has not read this one yet though, because I haven't sent it to her, heh.
I was too eager to post it to have her beta-read it. From the next chapter on
though she will read it before I post it. Love to all! Now on with the story
Disclaimer: These things are evil I
tell you, but oh well. I only own Alexia; sadly everything else belongs to J.
K. Rowling. ::pouts for a split second:: Okay, now on with the story.
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Normal to Magical
CH.3
(Voices in my Head)
A man that mainly resembled a serpent sat on a high throne made of emerald and silver. He had ruby red eyes that showed no compassion. He was Lord Voldemort.
"Weasley!" he yelled. A
man dressed in all black came before him bowing and cowering.
"Ye…Yes Master?" said
the black-cloaked figure.
"What is the progress
of the plan?"
"It is going smoothly
Lord Voldemort."
"Good,
We will get those 2 little Malfoy brats, for once and for all." With that
Voldemort burst into evil laughter.
Alexia felt a sharp pain in her forehead and sat
strait up. The pain was searing through
her forehead now. She was holding her hands over it in pain screaming at the
top of her lungs. She didn't even hear
another person yell do to the same exact pain.
As soon as the pain had subsided enough for her to
let go, she managed to take in her surroundings. She noticed she was in what
she assumed was the Hogwarts infirmary. She looked to her right and in a bed
next to hers staring at her was Draco. He looked like he was still in slight
pain, like she was.
"You dre…" he cut her off.
"But off course, how could
I miss the part of those 2 little Malfoy brats." His voice was dripping with
complete hate. " After all he has put you and me through, he has the nerve, the
nerve to call us brats. He WILL pay Alex, tat I promise you," he said his eyes
narrowing.
She heard the patter of foot steps coming closer
until she the door flew open emitting an old man with a long silver beard, a
very bedraggled looking professor McGonagall, a man with extremely greasy hair,
and a plump woman.
"What on earth is going
on?" shouted the strict looking woman.
"Minerva go and get the
Potters, all of them, including their son. I believe something is going
on here," said the old man whom was Albus Dumbledore. Alex knew this because she had seen him at breakfast.
Professor McGonagall hurried out of the room.
Draco got up and walked quickly to Alex's bed. "Are
you okay?" he whispered.
"Oh, of course, I'm just
peachy. I am linked with Voldemort so when he thinks evil little thoughts, I
happen to get a searing pain in my forehead from a scar I shouldn't even have!"
Alex shouted. "Of course I am not okay. I shouldn't…" but before she could
continue she was interrupted.
"Ms. Peters please calm
down," said Professor Dumbledore. She
stopped yelling at that second. The
Professor continued. "I know you may not think this is real or where you
belong, but is. Tell me have you felt at home?" he asked.
"I…well yeah I guess."
"Alright then."
At that moment Professor McGonagall burst in with all
3 Potters at her tail. Alex was looking
at Professor Dumbledore skeptically. "Just because I feel at home doesn't mean this is right, because it isn't.!"
she snapped at him. Everyone was looking at her as if she had the head of a
lion at the moment except for Dumbledore that is.
"Alexia, what on earth are
you talking about?" asked a very confused looking Draco.
"Maybe you should explain
it to all of us a little bit more clearly Alexia," said Dumbledore kindly. She
turned her gaze to Harry who was looking at her strangely. Alex took a deep
breath.
"First off this is going
to take a while, so you all may want to sit down," she said with a sigh. "First
off this isn't supposed to be like this." Harry opened his mouth to interrupt
her, but Dumbledore gave him a look that clearly stated not to do so. " To
start off, I am not supposed to be
here. My name isn't Alexia Malfoy, it's Alexia Peters, and I am a muggle. I don't know how I came to be here, the last
thing I remember before waking up in Gryffindor Tower is falling asleep in my
bed at my house in America. To put it
simply, things are very messed up. I am only guessing and could be very wrong,
but I think this is an alternate reality, to the one that I live in. In my
reality, there are books about this place. Hogwarts and the wizarding world I
mean, but in them things are different. For one thing, Draco Malfoy is not "The
Boy Who Lived." He is actually in Slytherin House, and his parents are Death
Eaters. For another thing, the Weasely's are NOT evil." At that point Alex
stopped to take another breath.
"So if Mr. Malfoy here
isn't the defeater of You-Know-Who, then who is?" question a very puzzled looking
Professor McGonagall.
"Harry Potter."
She noticed that Harry was about to protest, when she
looked at him he closed him mouth and broke their gaze. His brilliant emerald
green eyes filled with coldness. "When Harry was a year old the James and Lily Potter
had the Secret Keeper Charm done to protect them from Voldemort. Dumbledore
offered, but the Potter's had already decided whom they wanted as a secret
keeper. Sirius Black. At the last moment, they decided to switch from Sirius
Black to their other friend Peter Pettigrew. On that Halloween at evening Riddle attacked the Potter's. James yelled at Lily to go get Harry and
run. At first she refused, but then after a split second ran for Harry's
nursery. She didn't mange to get very
far though. Riddle cornered her after she had grabbed Harry. Riddle told Lily to step aside and to give
him the child. She refused, so he killed her. But when he tried to kill Harry,
the spell backfired. No one really knows why. The spell didn't quite kill him
though, but it didn't quite make Riddle into a ghost. Kind of an in-between I
guess. All Harry was left with was a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt
directly in the middle of his forehead. That scar made him famous. Shortly, I
think minutes after James' and Lily's deaths Hagrid came by the house and so
did Sirius. Sirius begged Hagrid to give him Harry, but Hagrid had orders to
take Harry to Lily's sisters house. Sirius went after Wormtail. He cornered him an ally, but everyone
thought that Sirius was the Potter's secret keeper, not Wormtail. Anyways
Wormtail faked his own death and killed 13 people. Sirius got blamed for that
and the Potter's betrayal. HE was sent to Azkaban." Alex finished with sorrow
very evident in her voice.
"You're a liar Alex,"
growled Harry.
"Harry, listen to me
please," she begged. All he did was turn his back to her. Everyone stared at
her for a moment till she couldn't take it any longer. "Fine, you people don't
want to believe me then fine! Just fine! I told you the truth." She then directed
her attention to Harry. "And you. I can't believe it. You of all people
shouldn't be turning your back on me. You're the liar Potter. I trusted you,
and you betrayed that trust. You are no
better then Riddle!" she shouted then jumped form the bed running from the
room. After a couple of seconds she
heard footsteps behind her and turned around. It was Harry.
She
felt her body tense up as he came closer. His eyes bearing into hers. Once he
reached her, he stared into her eyes for a couple of seconds until she broke
the gaze by turning away. He reached out and turned her head back towards his
ever so gently. She didn't try to pull away or try to stop him. "Lexy I am so
sorry. Will you ever forgive me?" he whispered. He was about to continue but she put her finger on his lips to
silence him. She nodded and a smile
spread across his face. Slowly he leaned down and their lips met. Both of their
worlds dissolved into each other. They pout everything into that one kiss. All
the pain and love they had in their bodies.
"If it isn't Potter and Malfoy," came a harsh male
voice. Alex and Harry split apart quickly turning around to face the person. It
was Ron Weasley.
"Go Away Weasel," snapped
Harry.
"Now why on earth would I
wanna do that?"
"Just leave us alone,"
Alex whispered.
"And what are you going to
do to stop me? Your nothing but a stupid orphan."
"Take that back Weasley,"
growled Harry.
At that moment Alex felt a wave of nausea pass over
her and she felt very week all of the sudden. "Harry," she whispered, almost
collapsing. He caught her before she fell luckily enough though. "I don't feel
so good." At that moment she totally collapsed into Harry's outstretched arms,
to weak to stand. He picked her up with ease and ran back to the infirmary with
her in his arms shaking slightly. She
felt the pain run threw her forehead again. Searing, blinding pain coursing
threw her body from her forehead. She screamed in agony. She kept hearing
voices and feeling pain. Hearing people scream in agony. She didn't even feel herself be put on the
infirmary bed or even know that she was there. All she could do was listen to
the people be tortured, because…of her.