*****Here is my very first fan fiction story. I really hope that you like
it. And I'm sorry for this really short chapter; the second chapter is a
little longer. I've changed this a little bit, so it might be different if
you are reading it for the second time. Oh yeah, and this is the second
time that I've had to remove this story so that I could get it to work, so
I'm very sorry if I am confusing you because I am confusing myself.
Princess Fi.@(( Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and gang, blah, blah, blah. Everything, except for the plot and a few characters are mine(not in the story yet, but coming soon) and are unrelated to the Harry Potter stories in any form or fashion, (present or future HP books) except that I stuck them in one story.
Discovery
They had been discovered. The entire Muggle community knew about them and they had nowhere to run, no safe place to be. No place in the world was safe for them to live, to work, or to go to school. Muggle scientists wanted to do experiments on them and the magic animals. Other muggles just wanted them dead, and a very few felt sympathetic.
It was a new Holocaust. Death and destruction ran rampant all over the world, but mostly in Europe where the majority of the Wizarding Community lived. It was the worst thing to happen to them since You-know-who. This time, there was no bad guy to fight, no horrible spells to cast and no civil wars fought. Nothing magical would hide them for very long. The entire Community needed a Fresh Start. **************
Three years ago, Harry Potter and his wife, Hermione Granger (now Hermione Potter) were in their seventh and last year at Hogwarts School of Which Craft and Wizardry. They, of course, had not been married then, but were a very serious couple as were his best friend Ron, and Lavender Brown. Nothing could have made Harry happier. He was in love, he was about to leave the Dursley's forever, and his Godfather had just been told that he was not guilty of killing Peter Pettigrew, and Voldemort was dead. No one quite knows how he died, but he did.
It was almost the last day of school. The end-of-year exams had been given out the previous week and the students were just waiting to get the results back. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lavender were walking around the school grounds, talking about what they were going to miss the most about Hogwarts. When they had gotten to the quidditch field, they heard Professor McGonagall's magically magnified voice say,
"All students need to report to the Great Hall immediately!" They all looked at each other.
"She sounded scared. Like something horrid has happened." Lavender said snuggling up to Ron.
"Yeah she did. I wonder what up?" Harry said, putting a protective arm around Hermione's waist. As they made their way up to the castle, they heard Professor McGonagall's voice again,
"STUDENTS! GREAT HALL NOW!!!!" she yelled at everyone.
"Well, we'd better hurry back." said Ron, as they all broke into a run.
They got to the Great Hall and noticed that the house tables were not set up, just a platform where the teacher's table normally would be. All the students were in the Great Hall and the doors banged shut. The teacher silently filed up onto the platform, every teacher, even Dumbledore, looked a little worried or panicked.
Dumbledore stepped foreword towards the edge of the platform and cleared his throat for silence. The room hushed quickly and everyone stared at Dumbledore.
"Students." he said in a voice barely over a whisper. " I have some horrible news for you." Harry reached for Hermione's hand at the same that Ron reached for Lavender's.
"I have just been informed by the World Magic Committee, that we are not safe anymore." An audible gasp echoed through the Great Hall. Dumbledore continued.
"Far too many Muggles all over the world, not just England or Europe, but the hole world, have a very 14th century view of us witched and wizards. There for I am stressing that each of you, and your families keep from Muggle eyes, use owl post only when you have and DO NOT USE MAGIC WHERE MUGGLES CAN SEE YOU! The WMC is pooling all of its resources together to figure out a solution to this problem. Students, I cannot stress how important it is for you not to be discovered. Your very lives may depend on you not being see."
***** So, what did you think?? And again, sorry that this is so short, I'm working on a longer second chapter so be patient. Please review and don't be mean. Thanks!!!!!
Princess Fi.@(( Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and gang, blah, blah, blah. Everything, except for the plot and a few characters are mine(not in the story yet, but coming soon) and are unrelated to the Harry Potter stories in any form or fashion, (present or future HP books) except that I stuck them in one story.
Discovery
They had been discovered. The entire Muggle community knew about them and they had nowhere to run, no safe place to be. No place in the world was safe for them to live, to work, or to go to school. Muggle scientists wanted to do experiments on them and the magic animals. Other muggles just wanted them dead, and a very few felt sympathetic.
It was a new Holocaust. Death and destruction ran rampant all over the world, but mostly in Europe where the majority of the Wizarding Community lived. It was the worst thing to happen to them since You-know-who. This time, there was no bad guy to fight, no horrible spells to cast and no civil wars fought. Nothing magical would hide them for very long. The entire Community needed a Fresh Start. **************
Three years ago, Harry Potter and his wife, Hermione Granger (now Hermione Potter) were in their seventh and last year at Hogwarts School of Which Craft and Wizardry. They, of course, had not been married then, but were a very serious couple as were his best friend Ron, and Lavender Brown. Nothing could have made Harry happier. He was in love, he was about to leave the Dursley's forever, and his Godfather had just been told that he was not guilty of killing Peter Pettigrew, and Voldemort was dead. No one quite knows how he died, but he did.
It was almost the last day of school. The end-of-year exams had been given out the previous week and the students were just waiting to get the results back. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lavender were walking around the school grounds, talking about what they were going to miss the most about Hogwarts. When they had gotten to the quidditch field, they heard Professor McGonagall's magically magnified voice say,
"All students need to report to the Great Hall immediately!" They all looked at each other.
"She sounded scared. Like something horrid has happened." Lavender said snuggling up to Ron.
"Yeah she did. I wonder what up?" Harry said, putting a protective arm around Hermione's waist. As they made their way up to the castle, they heard Professor McGonagall's voice again,
"STUDENTS! GREAT HALL NOW!!!!" she yelled at everyone.
"Well, we'd better hurry back." said Ron, as they all broke into a run.
They got to the Great Hall and noticed that the house tables were not set up, just a platform where the teacher's table normally would be. All the students were in the Great Hall and the doors banged shut. The teacher silently filed up onto the platform, every teacher, even Dumbledore, looked a little worried or panicked.
Dumbledore stepped foreword towards the edge of the platform and cleared his throat for silence. The room hushed quickly and everyone stared at Dumbledore.
"Students." he said in a voice barely over a whisper. " I have some horrible news for you." Harry reached for Hermione's hand at the same that Ron reached for Lavender's.
"I have just been informed by the World Magic Committee, that we are not safe anymore." An audible gasp echoed through the Great Hall. Dumbledore continued.
"Far too many Muggles all over the world, not just England or Europe, but the hole world, have a very 14th century view of us witched and wizards. There for I am stressing that each of you, and your families keep from Muggle eyes, use owl post only when you have and DO NOT USE MAGIC WHERE MUGGLES CAN SEE YOU! The WMC is pooling all of its resources together to figure out a solution to this problem. Students, I cannot stress how important it is for you not to be discovered. Your very lives may depend on you not being see."
***** So, what did you think?? And again, sorry that this is so short, I'm working on a longer second chapter so be patient. Please review and don't be mean. Thanks!!!!!