Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I swear! Though I'd like to own
it... hehee (
Prologue
Angelique ran. All she wanted to do is to run. Run away from her home and her family.
Why are they always telling her to be like her older sister?
She didn't want to be like her. Always the same thing: Why did you do this? Don't you understand that it isn't proper for you to do it?
And now her parents, probably the whole kingdom soon, were mad at her.
Elves are meant to have LONG hair.
Angelique cut her hair short.
Was it her fault that she got tired of all those things that you must or must not do?
Probably yes.
All she wanted to be is to be different.
Angelique was sure that she wasn't the only elf, who had broken the rules.
Angelique sat down on the soft grass between the huge trees and started to think about life, when she heard something.
Something that didn't belong to the peaceful place, where she lived.
Screaming women.
Shouting men.
And crying children.
Crying children - she had never liked it when children cried, she couldn't stand it.
Angelique started to run back to the village, tears forming in her eyes.
'He couldn't be back. Voldemort can't be back. Not now!' She thought while running.
Angelique could see the village through the forest already. She was close to her home and ready to protect it.
Her pace started to slow down when she saw the dead bodies of the beautiful elves and the village, what was in flames.
She saw Death Eaters in the village and hid herself where she could while running towards the castle, where she had lived.
~*~
She entered the royal garden from a small gate behind the castle.
Angelique hadn't gone far, when in front of her was a horrible and sad sight - her older sister lying on the ground and her younger brother in her arms.
They were dead.
Angelique ripped her eyes off the sight and continued running to the castle with tears in her eyes.
~*~
She entered the castle quietly.
Everywhere laid the dead bodies of elf-warriors.
Angelique went to the throne room and quickly hid behind a sculpture of a beautiful elf maiden.
She saw Voldemort pointing his wand at her father, who hid her mother behind him.
Angelique could hear Voldemort say two words what brought death to her father immediately.
After the flash of green light, she could see her mother holding the dead body of her father.
Angelique saw Voldemort raising his wand to kill her mother and tried to go and protect her, she wanted to scream so Voldemort would turn his attention on her and her mother could escape.
But Angelique couldn't move, it was as if she was a sculpture that could never save anybody, Angelique tried to yell, but her voice was gone.
She could hear Voldemort say two words that she feared most, these two words had killed her family, her race and now they will kill her mother.
Angelique saw the green light and knew that everything was over.
She wanted to die too.
Angelique knew that these two words which had killed her parents - 'Avada Kedavra' - will haunt her until she dies, these words will kill all the people she loves and cares of.
She started to cry.
~*~
Angelique didn't know how long she had been crying, but when she wiped her tears away, the sun was rising.
She could see that through the huge window behind the two thrones.
Angelique stood up and started to go to the dead bodies of her parents, but stopped when she saw a pretty red-colored piece of glass.
In the warm sunshine it started to glitter and Angelique smiled as she picked it up.
And felt like she was dragged into a swirl of colors, the piece of glass in her hand seemed to drag her like a magnet. Two words crossed her mind, 'Portkey..Voldemort!'
~*~
When Angelique landed, she thought that she'll see those horrible red eyes which belong to Voldemort, but for her surprise she found herself on a street.
The place seemed familiar and she was sure that it wasn't a muggle street.
'Diagon Alley! I'm on Diagon Alley! But why did the portkey bring me here?' She thought.
Suddenly something fell from the sky in front of her feet, 'A letter? From who?'
Angelique looked at the sky as if waiting for an answer, but only saw a pretty owl fly away.
'Might as well take a look at it,' she thought and took the letter.
Ms. Angelique Kou Diagon Alley, in front of Flourish & Blotts London, England
Angelique opened the letter.
Dear Ms. Kou,
I am pleased to inform you that you've been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I have been acknowledged of your situation and I would be glad to see you attend our school. Because of your age and knowledge in witchcraft you will be in the 5th year. You shall come to Hogwarts on Hogwarts Express on Sept. 1st and the train will leave King's Cross platform 9¾ at 11 am. Meanwhile, you'll stay at the Leaky Cauldron, where I have already reserved a room for you. Please find enclosed a list of books and equipment needed.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
'Yay, another year of schooling will begin in two days. Gee, it'll be fun. I can't let anyone near me because they'll be killed,' Angelique thought and left in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.
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Prologue
Angelique ran. All she wanted to do is to run. Run away from her home and her family.
Why are they always telling her to be like her older sister?
She didn't want to be like her. Always the same thing: Why did you do this? Don't you understand that it isn't proper for you to do it?
And now her parents, probably the whole kingdom soon, were mad at her.
Elves are meant to have LONG hair.
Angelique cut her hair short.
Was it her fault that she got tired of all those things that you must or must not do?
Probably yes.
All she wanted to be is to be different.
Angelique was sure that she wasn't the only elf, who had broken the rules.
Angelique sat down on the soft grass between the huge trees and started to think about life, when she heard something.
Something that didn't belong to the peaceful place, where she lived.
Screaming women.
Shouting men.
And crying children.
Crying children - she had never liked it when children cried, she couldn't stand it.
Angelique started to run back to the village, tears forming in her eyes.
'He couldn't be back. Voldemort can't be back. Not now!' She thought while running.
Angelique could see the village through the forest already. She was close to her home and ready to protect it.
Her pace started to slow down when she saw the dead bodies of the beautiful elves and the village, what was in flames.
She saw Death Eaters in the village and hid herself where she could while running towards the castle, where she had lived.
~*~
She entered the royal garden from a small gate behind the castle.
Angelique hadn't gone far, when in front of her was a horrible and sad sight - her older sister lying on the ground and her younger brother in her arms.
They were dead.
Angelique ripped her eyes off the sight and continued running to the castle with tears in her eyes.
~*~
She entered the castle quietly.
Everywhere laid the dead bodies of elf-warriors.
Angelique went to the throne room and quickly hid behind a sculpture of a beautiful elf maiden.
She saw Voldemort pointing his wand at her father, who hid her mother behind him.
Angelique could hear Voldemort say two words what brought death to her father immediately.
After the flash of green light, she could see her mother holding the dead body of her father.
Angelique saw Voldemort raising his wand to kill her mother and tried to go and protect her, she wanted to scream so Voldemort would turn his attention on her and her mother could escape.
But Angelique couldn't move, it was as if she was a sculpture that could never save anybody, Angelique tried to yell, but her voice was gone.
She could hear Voldemort say two words that she feared most, these two words had killed her family, her race and now they will kill her mother.
Angelique saw the green light and knew that everything was over.
She wanted to die too.
Angelique knew that these two words which had killed her parents - 'Avada Kedavra' - will haunt her until she dies, these words will kill all the people she loves and cares of.
She started to cry.
~*~
Angelique didn't know how long she had been crying, but when she wiped her tears away, the sun was rising.
She could see that through the huge window behind the two thrones.
Angelique stood up and started to go to the dead bodies of her parents, but stopped when she saw a pretty red-colored piece of glass.
In the warm sunshine it started to glitter and Angelique smiled as she picked it up.
And felt like she was dragged into a swirl of colors, the piece of glass in her hand seemed to drag her like a magnet. Two words crossed her mind, 'Portkey..Voldemort!'
~*~
When Angelique landed, she thought that she'll see those horrible red eyes which belong to Voldemort, but for her surprise she found herself on a street.
The place seemed familiar and she was sure that it wasn't a muggle street.
'Diagon Alley! I'm on Diagon Alley! But why did the portkey bring me here?' She thought.
Suddenly something fell from the sky in front of her feet, 'A letter? From who?'
Angelique looked at the sky as if waiting for an answer, but only saw a pretty owl fly away.
'Might as well take a look at it,' she thought and took the letter.
Ms. Angelique Kou Diagon Alley, in front of Flourish & Blotts London, England
Angelique opened the letter.
Dear Ms. Kou,
I am pleased to inform you that you've been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I have been acknowledged of your situation and I would be glad to see you attend our school. Because of your age and knowledge in witchcraft you will be in the 5th year. You shall come to Hogwarts on Hogwarts Express on Sept. 1st and the train will leave King's Cross platform 9¾ at 11 am. Meanwhile, you'll stay at the Leaky Cauldron, where I have already reserved a room for you. Please find enclosed a list of books and equipment needed.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
'Yay, another year of schooling will begin in two days. Gee, it'll be fun. I can't let anyone near me because they'll be killed,' Angelique thought and left in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.
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