Coincidence
By: SwordMagess13
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter. The characters are based off of my friends and are my own creation.
Summary: Elementals are feared for their increasing influence on the lives of normal witches and wizards. They are shunned and put down for their odd ideals. They live in a different world, forced to do so. What happens when a whole group of them, six to be exact, are sent to Hogwarts as students to protect Harry Potter? Will they listen, or will they be led astray?
Prologue: Wrinkle
A blond girl, about six years old, sat primly on a chair. Her long golden hair reached her waist and was neatly tied in three places. Violet eyes stared blankly at the wall. Katrina Dominigre sat proudly, raising her bow.
A small boy sat, staring at the mirror in wonder. Brown hair framed his light blue eyes. The pair of sapphire eyes were over-large on his oh-so-curious face. Derrick Richmond blinked back tears of anger and frustration and drew his blade.
Two tiny, pale hands clutched the sword and swung, quickly and smoothly. The graceful swordmistress finished her sword dance and trotted over to another lady. Her wide amber eyes peered around the room, in a lazy manner, framed by black bangs. Artemis Mimir, six-year old, drew her sword.
A wide, arcing spear-dance was completed by the opposing boy. His fair ash-blonde hair lay calmly as he dropped the partisan on the ground. Curious emeralds flickered, watching every movement from the room. Martin Lolaska silently tip-toed out of the room.
A cerulean haired girl carefully slipped out of her room. A gigantic red ribbon held her wispy hair together in a ponytail. She was naught but four and had two garnets for eyes. The tiny girl gave her nurse the final slip. Lilian Teltrovsky carefully picked up her mace.
Dark brown hair and coal-black eyes went along well with the boy. Average size for his age, he was a small five year old, compared to his other year mates. Hearing something odd, Terrance Karana grabbed up his ax.
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Katrina, or Kat, as she was called, dodged her nurse and slipped out, unnoticed. She made her way down the stairs. A door was partially ajar. She saw it and quickly ran into it, ready to shoot.
Derrick (Rick) gave his teacher the slip and disappeared out the door in silent amusement. He quietly dashed out the door, into the next room, sword at ready.
Artemis, or as she was called, Tris, walked deliberately up the stairs. She chose the first door and entered. There, the hallway split again. She took the first door, sword ready to kill.
Martin merely held his partisan at ready, and walked leisurely upstairs. He acted as if he was going for a walk, and any who met him clearly believed so. He walked into the room, prepared to gore any enemy right through.
Lily walked down the hall slowly and held her over-balancing mace at ready. The spiked head would pierce any predator's lungs. Entering the room, she swung.
Terry walked, easily avoiding suspicions for he usually walked as such. The boy walked to this room and lunged in, ready to kill.
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The six children were surprised when they saw nothing but six glass orbs. They flickered with odd power and different color. And as the six drew near, they found themselves compelled to take an orb. Silvery-white went to Katrina, Black went to Tris, Red went to Rick, Blue was taken by Lily, Gold was snatched by Terry and Martin finally reached out and tentatively took the green.
Light flared, alarms bleeped. Everything was happening at once. A man walked into the classroom and grabbed each of the six. He stuffed them into his rice-sack and threw the sack out the window.
The six children sat, huddled together in their fear. They were very much afraid of the going on outside.
Kat's sweet soprano rang softly, "What's going on?" Her voice trembled with fear, evident to them all. No one answered, for no one could.
As long as any of them could remember, they had lived together with the other Elementals, in harmony… They lived in this odd comfort, one easy to be sought but hard to be found. Thirty, or so, kids and about ten adults, all who lived in this small fort-like castle.
A yell pierced the air. "Who stole them?!? Who took the Glass!?!" A chorus of mumbles replied, but none so much as directly did so.
Suddenly, a hand reached into the bag. They were all terrified. The six thought they, themselves, were mad when they heard the old, wizened voice of a wizard.
"Are you the elementals?"
A/N: I've been looking for this for a while and I finally found my 'good' copy of my elementals story so I edited it and I'm posting it now… Cheers… And I've taken a break from Spectrum… Don't worry, I'll come back to it eventually…