American Dreams: Year 1
Chapter 1: A Tragic Sunday
The wizarding town near Southampton, England will never forget the second Sunday in November of 1993. Strange and frightening signs had begun to appear that morning. Justin and Megan Davis were the first to notice them.
They had been enjoying a picnic in the local park one clear cool auttumn day with their year old daughter Alissa when green streaks of light flew across the sky and faint screams could be heard.
"Megan, take Alissa and go home, I'll be home soon" Justin had said to his wife. While Megan went home, Justin hurried off to the Ministry to find out what had happened
When Justin returned home, he told Megan that the streaks had been from the wands of the Death Marchers, dark wizards who killed for the fun of it. Megan just shivered at the name.
That evening, Megan and Justin were sitting up late, alert for any signs of danger, when Alissa started to cry. Megan jumped up and hurried to the baby's room. Within seconds the front door slowly creaked open and in stepped the most feared Dark Wizard Tromedlov. Justin stopped in fear of him. Tromedlov was looking around the room with his pale violet eyes sunken into his ghostly pale bald head. His long white fingers twirled a long wand at the end of an endless black sleeved robe. Justin picked up his wand, ready to fight the losing battle.
"Megan! Take Alissa and run!" he shouted. Tromedlov raised his wand and shouted the fatal killing curse. As a jet of green lighted death sped towards Justin, he yelled, "I love you!" before the curse hit him. Tromedlov cackled evilly that made Megan clutch Alissa even tighter.
Tromedlov slowly turned and glided up the staircase and to the door of the baby's room. He burst it open and found Megan crouched in a corner, holding Alissa in her arms. He raised his robed arm and pointed his wand at Alissa.
"No! Not Alissa, not Alissa!" Megan cried, shielding her from the outstretched wand.
"Let me have the baby and maybe I'll spare you!" Tromedlov hissed in a grave hoarse voice.
"Never, never Alissa take me instead!" Megan screamed.
"This is your last warning you silly girl, move out of my way"
"Noo!" At Megan's last word, Tromedlov shouted the same incantation that had been Justin's death and Megan slumped to the floor, lifeless.
Grinning evilly, Tromedlov turned to Alissa.
"Your parents were foolish. They died in order to save you. Pity, as I'm going to kill you anyway. Farewell, young child" he hissed. But Alissa stared at him with her big blue orbs. He waved his wand. The same speeding green death sped towards Alissa. The spell went into Alissa's eyes.and right back out again, hitting Tromedlov square in the chest. He screamed so loudly that Alissa started wailing again. A pouf of purple smoke emitted and Tromedlov was gone.
Alissa stopped crying and hiccuped. There was a change in her that she didn't realize. Her eyes were not blue, but blue-violet. Could this mean Tromedlov was gone forever???
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Over six-thousand miles away, in a quiet town outside of San Francisco, California, James and Katharine Davis were awoken at two in the morning by the doorbell. James put on his bathrobe and told Katharine to stay here while he answered the door. He walked downstairs, wondering who on Earth could be here at this hour. He opened the large oak door and got a surprise.
The man had long silver hair with a long beard to go along with it. He would have looked strict if it hadn't been for his twinkling emerald eyes. He was wearing a long dark blue robe and a matching pointed hat.
"Good morning James" he said.
"Professor Honeybee? I didn't expect you." James started, but Honeybee stopped him.
"Of course you didn't, I didn't expect myself either. Hello Katharine" he said, smiling at Katharine, who had peered around James' shoulder.
"Hello Professor Honeybee" she said quietly. Honeybee smiled, then his expression turned serious.
"I'm afraid I'm here with grave news. Justin and Megan are.dead" he said gravely, bowing his head. Katharine's eyes watered and James put a hand to his mouth.
"No, it can't be." he started.
"I'm afraid it is" Honeybee said sadly. Katharine spoke up.
"What about Alissa?"
"Alissa is now in your care" he said.
"Where is she?" James asked.
"Professor Spinelli should be arriving any moment" Honeybee told them. James and Katharine looked at each other. Professor Arnold Spinelli was a wonderful person, and a dear friend of theirs. He was a very large, very tall man, and many thought him to be half-giant. He also had a tendancy to get drunk once and awhile.
Professor Honeybee must have noticed the couple's uneasiness for he added.
"I made sure he did not have any drinks before coming"
"Sir, how did Justin and Megan.you know" Katharine asked.
"I was wondering when you'd ask that. They were murdered." Honeybee told them.
"Tromedlov" James said. Honeybee nodded.
"How could a child her age survive?" Katharine questioned.
"It is a very complicated situation, but she will find out when the time comes" Honeybee said.
A huge shadowy figure suddenly loomed under the lamplight and Arnold Spinelli trudged over to the doorstep.
"Good morning Professor Honeybee sir. Hullo James, Katharine, good to see yer again" Spinelli said in his thick Scottish accent.
"Good morning Arnold, do you have Alissa?" Honeybee asked.
"Got her right here. Lil girl's a beauty. Careful now, don't want ter waker her up" Spinelli said, handing Katharine a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft pink and white baby blanket.
James and Katharine peered down at the sleeping Alissa.
"She's a beautiful baby" Katharine whispered, smoothing Alissa's fine golden hair. Alissa hiccuped, but didn't waken. James smiled and put an arm around Katharine.
"If we can't have a baby of our own, at least we can care and nurture one like it is our own" James whispered. Katharine nodded sadly. She had been diagnosed with a disease that had made her stop ovulating, making her unable to produce a child right before their wedding.
Honeybee rested a hand on Katharine's shoulder and gave it a squeeze, then shook James' hand. He then patted Alissa softly on the head.
"May Justin and Megan live on in you" he murmured. He then turned and walked away. James and Katharine looked at each other, then down at Alissa, and walked inside to get some more sleep.
Honeybee watched them and muttered "Good luck, dear Alissa" he said, then vanished into thin air.
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Chapter 1 of American Dreams: Year 1. Please r/r!!!!
~**Gryffindor Quidditch Angel**~
Chapter 1: A Tragic Sunday
The wizarding town near Southampton, England will never forget the second Sunday in November of 1993. Strange and frightening signs had begun to appear that morning. Justin and Megan Davis were the first to notice them.
They had been enjoying a picnic in the local park one clear cool auttumn day with their year old daughter Alissa when green streaks of light flew across the sky and faint screams could be heard.
"Megan, take Alissa and go home, I'll be home soon" Justin had said to his wife. While Megan went home, Justin hurried off to the Ministry to find out what had happened
When Justin returned home, he told Megan that the streaks had been from the wands of the Death Marchers, dark wizards who killed for the fun of it. Megan just shivered at the name.
That evening, Megan and Justin were sitting up late, alert for any signs of danger, when Alissa started to cry. Megan jumped up and hurried to the baby's room. Within seconds the front door slowly creaked open and in stepped the most feared Dark Wizard Tromedlov. Justin stopped in fear of him. Tromedlov was looking around the room with his pale violet eyes sunken into his ghostly pale bald head. His long white fingers twirled a long wand at the end of an endless black sleeved robe. Justin picked up his wand, ready to fight the losing battle.
"Megan! Take Alissa and run!" he shouted. Tromedlov raised his wand and shouted the fatal killing curse. As a jet of green lighted death sped towards Justin, he yelled, "I love you!" before the curse hit him. Tromedlov cackled evilly that made Megan clutch Alissa even tighter.
Tromedlov slowly turned and glided up the staircase and to the door of the baby's room. He burst it open and found Megan crouched in a corner, holding Alissa in her arms. He raised his robed arm and pointed his wand at Alissa.
"No! Not Alissa, not Alissa!" Megan cried, shielding her from the outstretched wand.
"Let me have the baby and maybe I'll spare you!" Tromedlov hissed in a grave hoarse voice.
"Never, never Alissa take me instead!" Megan screamed.
"This is your last warning you silly girl, move out of my way"
"Noo!" At Megan's last word, Tromedlov shouted the same incantation that had been Justin's death and Megan slumped to the floor, lifeless.
Grinning evilly, Tromedlov turned to Alissa.
"Your parents were foolish. They died in order to save you. Pity, as I'm going to kill you anyway. Farewell, young child" he hissed. But Alissa stared at him with her big blue orbs. He waved his wand. The same speeding green death sped towards Alissa. The spell went into Alissa's eyes.and right back out again, hitting Tromedlov square in the chest. He screamed so loudly that Alissa started wailing again. A pouf of purple smoke emitted and Tromedlov was gone.
Alissa stopped crying and hiccuped. There was a change in her that she didn't realize. Her eyes were not blue, but blue-violet. Could this mean Tromedlov was gone forever???
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Over six-thousand miles away, in a quiet town outside of San Francisco, California, James and Katharine Davis were awoken at two in the morning by the doorbell. James put on his bathrobe and told Katharine to stay here while he answered the door. He walked downstairs, wondering who on Earth could be here at this hour. He opened the large oak door and got a surprise.
The man had long silver hair with a long beard to go along with it. He would have looked strict if it hadn't been for his twinkling emerald eyes. He was wearing a long dark blue robe and a matching pointed hat.
"Good morning James" he said.
"Professor Honeybee? I didn't expect you." James started, but Honeybee stopped him.
"Of course you didn't, I didn't expect myself either. Hello Katharine" he said, smiling at Katharine, who had peered around James' shoulder.
"Hello Professor Honeybee" she said quietly. Honeybee smiled, then his expression turned serious.
"I'm afraid I'm here with grave news. Justin and Megan are.dead" he said gravely, bowing his head. Katharine's eyes watered and James put a hand to his mouth.
"No, it can't be." he started.
"I'm afraid it is" Honeybee said sadly. Katharine spoke up.
"What about Alissa?"
"Alissa is now in your care" he said.
"Where is she?" James asked.
"Professor Spinelli should be arriving any moment" Honeybee told them. James and Katharine looked at each other. Professor Arnold Spinelli was a wonderful person, and a dear friend of theirs. He was a very large, very tall man, and many thought him to be half-giant. He also had a tendancy to get drunk once and awhile.
Professor Honeybee must have noticed the couple's uneasiness for he added.
"I made sure he did not have any drinks before coming"
"Sir, how did Justin and Megan.you know" Katharine asked.
"I was wondering when you'd ask that. They were murdered." Honeybee told them.
"Tromedlov" James said. Honeybee nodded.
"How could a child her age survive?" Katharine questioned.
"It is a very complicated situation, but she will find out when the time comes" Honeybee said.
A huge shadowy figure suddenly loomed under the lamplight and Arnold Spinelli trudged over to the doorstep.
"Good morning Professor Honeybee sir. Hullo James, Katharine, good to see yer again" Spinelli said in his thick Scottish accent.
"Good morning Arnold, do you have Alissa?" Honeybee asked.
"Got her right here. Lil girl's a beauty. Careful now, don't want ter waker her up" Spinelli said, handing Katharine a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft pink and white baby blanket.
James and Katharine peered down at the sleeping Alissa.
"She's a beautiful baby" Katharine whispered, smoothing Alissa's fine golden hair. Alissa hiccuped, but didn't waken. James smiled and put an arm around Katharine.
"If we can't have a baby of our own, at least we can care and nurture one like it is our own" James whispered. Katharine nodded sadly. She had been diagnosed with a disease that had made her stop ovulating, making her unable to produce a child right before their wedding.
Honeybee rested a hand on Katharine's shoulder and gave it a squeeze, then shook James' hand. He then patted Alissa softly on the head.
"May Justin and Megan live on in you" he murmured. He then turned and walked away. James and Katharine looked at each other, then down at Alissa, and walked inside to get some more sleep.
Honeybee watched them and muttered "Good luck, dear Alissa" he said, then vanished into thin air.
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Chapter 1 of American Dreams: Year 1. Please r/r!!!!
~**Gryffindor Quidditch Angel**~