Now that was over three hundred and seventy five years ago. The year is
2001, and in a small town of Ottery st catchpole, Ginny Weasley was up and
exploring the vastness the burrows attic, trying to avoid the family ghoul
of course.
"Ginny Weasley! What ion Earth are you doing up there?" Molly Weasley called up from the bottom of the steps.
"I'm exploring," came the reply.
Ginny waited as she heard her mums footsteps fade further and further into the back round.
She took one more glance at the hieroglyphics on the trunk that had enthralled her curiosity before finally opening the lid.
She watched as the attics light dimmed and a burst of light came from within later to produce white words.
"To those who do not know her, and to those who fear her, beware!
The book of history had another chapter written.
Set in the walls of the great Sirs circular room, it lays awaiting.
Awaiting the day for them to rise again.
As time turns on, the Queen and King and their children shall rise once more to take a charge of the world that was once lost and then found by one of there most trusted servant.
Past will be remembered and family members will be found and brought into life, while one shall leave only to come back to her only with a surprise that shall startle everyone except the one great Sir in the circular room, who will remember everything as time goes by about the Queen, Franca Allix Kathleen Juliette Kitto and her husband, King Adrian Draco Jameson Zayne Malfoy.."
Malfoy? Draco?
Her heart gave a jump.
Were those the names I really heard? Ginny thought as she slammed the trunk closed again, taking no heed to what else was in the trunk.
After further thinking in front of the trunk, her thoughts settled on a plan.
Maybe I should take this along with me, to Hogwarts. Maybe Prof. Dumbeldore can help me with it.
She headed down stairs once more.
When she got to her room she carefully slipped the trunk into her own and then slumped down on the bed.
Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy, she repeated.
Once again her heart gave a ting jolt.
After her insane attraction to Harry Potter, the boy who lined she had felt an intense attraction to Hogwarts bad boy.
He doesn't even know you exist, she scolded herself.
Turning around she thought once again to Hogwarts.
This is going to be a weird year.
She couldn't have been closer to the truth…
Meanwhile in a cold and eerie manor, miles and miles away, a young blonde man was drifting through the halls of the East Wing.
He was thinking of one thing, or better said, one someone.
Ginny Weasley.
In his mind she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
She had changed a lot since his fourth year, as had he. Unlike her brothers, her hair was not the brick red but more a amber colour that was so shiny and long that it made him want to run his fingers through it. And her brown eyes. And although her petite body was hindered be her school robes he could still see the slim outline as she hurried down the halls with such speed that was probably not even mastered by an Olympic runner.
He smiled to himself.
Not the usual sneer or smirk that was normally attached with his face but a genuine smile.
There was no doubt about it.
He was attracted to Ginny Weasley. Maybe it was even love. You never do know.
Love.
His thoughts drifted down to his mother.
Since his father disappeared those two years ago, his mother had been happily dating a Hogwarts sweet heart.
Patrick Bauer.
He hated to admit it but he was glad his mother was so happy with this man, and he had to say, he liked the guy too.
He also saw, to his delight, that his mother was pregnant.
Only about three months, but it was visible.
Once again his thoughts turned to Ginny. I'm going to tell her on the train! He thought gladly to himself. "But how should I go about doing it? "He said aloud to his strange pet cat, Ebony.
Ebony was as tame as any human and she had silver eyes, and a rainbow coloured, patch like fur coat.
"Oh, I'll figure it out later. "
Right now though.. I think I better celebrate!
At this time but in another place a young woman was getting ready to leave for the train.
She was of course, magical.
Wearing a pair of blue jeans, a yellow singlet top and a denim jacket, her glossy blonde, curly hair, pulled messily into a pony tail at the back of her head, a couple of tendrils blowing about in the wind, her gorgeous green eyes blinking, getting used to the sun.
Her clothes thankfully covering the bruises made from her foster fathers beatings.
It was enough to leave her best friend Faith behind and start a new school, but for everyone to find out that she was abused, no way.
She new she had to tell someone but just not at this exact moment.
She gathered her courage and made her way to the blue train with Jolena Academy in printed on the side.
She inquired some assistance and with help from a friendly porter she was able to get her trunk up onto the train.
Her trustful pet Roxy, a small unicorn like animal, that was in truth only 40 cm tall, with short stubby legs, pearl white fur and wings and a golden horn on her fore-head, following in behind.
She wandered through the compartments looking for an empty one.
When she finally reached the last one, which appeared to be empty, she opened the sliding door.
On further inspection she found that it was not empty but filled with three people her own age.
They lifted their heads as she walked in and she dropped hers.
"Can I sit here?" she queried.
She looked up towards the two boys and then moved on to the person sitting next to them.
A smile broke out on her face.
"Faithie? Is that you?" T
he other girl shot up and cried, "Breezy? Of course it's me. Come here."
The two shared a friendly hug.
"What are you doing her Faithie?"
"Oh, grandmamma decided we needed a change, so we moved here. Did you bring Roxy with you?"
"Of course. I can't go anywhere with out Roxy. Where is she?"
The two girls were startled when they heard a male voice reply.
"I think Roxy had found a friend with Simba."
The girls looked and saw what the young man said was true.
On his lap were Roxy and an animal that looked a lot like a lion cub but with golden wings and a yellow horn on his forehead, almost sleeping.
"Ohh.. Where are my manners," Faith exclaimed. "Breezy this is the twins, Anthony and Fulkes," she said while pointing to two incredibly handsome young men.
One had short spiky blonde hair and a mischievous face while the other had black-y, blue hair, and a smiling, mysterious face. They both had tans and blue eyes. The latter, in Breeze's opinion was extremely handsome and to her eye, the other boy quite liked Faith and she liked him.
"Fulkes, Anthony, this is Breeze Hart. We went to our other school together."
Both boys said hello, but Breeze couldn't help but notice how the black haired Fulkes, eyes linger on her.
They chatted and Breeze learnt that Fulkes and Anthony were starting Jolena too this year.
This year is going to be great! Breeze thought to herself.
Little did she know how great…
"Ginny Weasley! What ion Earth are you doing up there?" Molly Weasley called up from the bottom of the steps.
"I'm exploring," came the reply.
Ginny waited as she heard her mums footsteps fade further and further into the back round.
She took one more glance at the hieroglyphics on the trunk that had enthralled her curiosity before finally opening the lid.
She watched as the attics light dimmed and a burst of light came from within later to produce white words.
"To those who do not know her, and to those who fear her, beware!
The book of history had another chapter written.
Set in the walls of the great Sirs circular room, it lays awaiting.
Awaiting the day for them to rise again.
As time turns on, the Queen and King and their children shall rise once more to take a charge of the world that was once lost and then found by one of there most trusted servant.
Past will be remembered and family members will be found and brought into life, while one shall leave only to come back to her only with a surprise that shall startle everyone except the one great Sir in the circular room, who will remember everything as time goes by about the Queen, Franca Allix Kathleen Juliette Kitto and her husband, King Adrian Draco Jameson Zayne Malfoy.."
Malfoy? Draco?
Her heart gave a jump.
Were those the names I really heard? Ginny thought as she slammed the trunk closed again, taking no heed to what else was in the trunk.
After further thinking in front of the trunk, her thoughts settled on a plan.
Maybe I should take this along with me, to Hogwarts. Maybe Prof. Dumbeldore can help me with it.
She headed down stairs once more.
When she got to her room she carefully slipped the trunk into her own and then slumped down on the bed.
Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy, she repeated.
Once again her heart gave a ting jolt.
After her insane attraction to Harry Potter, the boy who lined she had felt an intense attraction to Hogwarts bad boy.
He doesn't even know you exist, she scolded herself.
Turning around she thought once again to Hogwarts.
This is going to be a weird year.
She couldn't have been closer to the truth…
Meanwhile in a cold and eerie manor, miles and miles away, a young blonde man was drifting through the halls of the East Wing.
He was thinking of one thing, or better said, one someone.
Ginny Weasley.
In his mind she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
She had changed a lot since his fourth year, as had he. Unlike her brothers, her hair was not the brick red but more a amber colour that was so shiny and long that it made him want to run his fingers through it. And her brown eyes. And although her petite body was hindered be her school robes he could still see the slim outline as she hurried down the halls with such speed that was probably not even mastered by an Olympic runner.
He smiled to himself.
Not the usual sneer or smirk that was normally attached with his face but a genuine smile.
There was no doubt about it.
He was attracted to Ginny Weasley. Maybe it was even love. You never do know.
Love.
His thoughts drifted down to his mother.
Since his father disappeared those two years ago, his mother had been happily dating a Hogwarts sweet heart.
Patrick Bauer.
He hated to admit it but he was glad his mother was so happy with this man, and he had to say, he liked the guy too.
He also saw, to his delight, that his mother was pregnant.
Only about three months, but it was visible.
Once again his thoughts turned to Ginny. I'm going to tell her on the train! He thought gladly to himself. "But how should I go about doing it? "He said aloud to his strange pet cat, Ebony.
Ebony was as tame as any human and she had silver eyes, and a rainbow coloured, patch like fur coat.
"Oh, I'll figure it out later. "
Right now though.. I think I better celebrate!
At this time but in another place a young woman was getting ready to leave for the train.
She was of course, magical.
Wearing a pair of blue jeans, a yellow singlet top and a denim jacket, her glossy blonde, curly hair, pulled messily into a pony tail at the back of her head, a couple of tendrils blowing about in the wind, her gorgeous green eyes blinking, getting used to the sun.
Her clothes thankfully covering the bruises made from her foster fathers beatings.
It was enough to leave her best friend Faith behind and start a new school, but for everyone to find out that she was abused, no way.
She new she had to tell someone but just not at this exact moment.
She gathered her courage and made her way to the blue train with Jolena Academy in printed on the side.
She inquired some assistance and with help from a friendly porter she was able to get her trunk up onto the train.
Her trustful pet Roxy, a small unicorn like animal, that was in truth only 40 cm tall, with short stubby legs, pearl white fur and wings and a golden horn on her fore-head, following in behind.
She wandered through the compartments looking for an empty one.
When she finally reached the last one, which appeared to be empty, she opened the sliding door.
On further inspection she found that it was not empty but filled with three people her own age.
They lifted their heads as she walked in and she dropped hers.
"Can I sit here?" she queried.
She looked up towards the two boys and then moved on to the person sitting next to them.
A smile broke out on her face.
"Faithie? Is that you?" T
he other girl shot up and cried, "Breezy? Of course it's me. Come here."
The two shared a friendly hug.
"What are you doing her Faithie?"
"Oh, grandmamma decided we needed a change, so we moved here. Did you bring Roxy with you?"
"Of course. I can't go anywhere with out Roxy. Where is she?"
The two girls were startled when they heard a male voice reply.
"I think Roxy had found a friend with Simba."
The girls looked and saw what the young man said was true.
On his lap were Roxy and an animal that looked a lot like a lion cub but with golden wings and a yellow horn on his forehead, almost sleeping.
"Ohh.. Where are my manners," Faith exclaimed. "Breezy this is the twins, Anthony and Fulkes," she said while pointing to two incredibly handsome young men.
One had short spiky blonde hair and a mischievous face while the other had black-y, blue hair, and a smiling, mysterious face. They both had tans and blue eyes. The latter, in Breeze's opinion was extremely handsome and to her eye, the other boy quite liked Faith and she liked him.
"Fulkes, Anthony, this is Breeze Hart. We went to our other school together."
Both boys said hello, but Breeze couldn't help but notice how the black haired Fulkes, eyes linger on her.
They chatted and Breeze learnt that Fulkes and Anthony were starting Jolena too this year.
This year is going to be great! Breeze thought to herself.
Little did she know how great…