| Accalia |
Prologue:
Accalia looked upon Godric's Hollow.
With her silver hair blowing within the wind, her red eyes looked upon the long since destroyed house.
It had belonged to Lilly and James Potter.
Old school friends…
Though it hurt her to see this, her face showed no trace of her pain.
She had learned, since their untimely end, to put her some feelings behind her face until in the safeness of night.
That was the only she could do and kept her sane.
She placed a rose at the sight.
Roses had been Lilly's favorite kind of flower.
Though in the old days, Accalia had teased Lilly about not liking lilies instead, since Lilly was her name.
It was funny, and always brought laughter amongst her, Lilly, James, Sirius, and Remus.
Peter didn't really get it, because he was a somewhat slow lad.
But even if memories of their youth brought a rare smile from her, she felt the same afterwards.
Accalia had no one to confide in, for she had gone into seclusion for some time.
She dwelt on some many depressing things that she forgot how talk to others.
Never was she like this in the old days.
She was positive, and always ready to talk to Lilly when something was wrong.
Nowadays, thanks to Voldemort, that was not even an option.
Accalia sighed, pulling her cloak over her head, and disappeared.
She had been procrastinating, and September 1st was a week away.
~ Part One
Accalia opened her eyes to meet the morning. She was tired. Very tired. There was also a throbbing in her head that was unmistakably from all the wine she drank last night. She climbed out of bed and dressed.
Not long after, there was a small knock on the door. "Come in,'' her voice dull, rubbing her head slightly. A young man came in with a trolley. "Cup 'o tea, miss?'' he asked.
"That would be lovely. Thank you."
He smiled, then poured tea. He handed her the cup, and she sipped it. "Interestin' eye color ya got there. Rare, crimson eyes.''
''Yes,'' Accalia said bitterly, putting down her cup. "I have my mother to blame for that.'' The young man tensed. ''Sorry if I offended ya, miss. Have another cup o' tea,''
''No, you didn't. I get that a lot attention about my eyes and hair. I'm used to it.'' Accalia reassured, and the young man relaxed. His eyes wandered to the glasses on the nightstand, and bottles of wine. ''Had quite a lot of wine, dincha?'' He asked. "Got drunker than an Irishman?"
"I'm afraid so,'' said Accalia. She and the young man had a good laugh, but it was time for him to go. He gathered the wineglasses and bid her goodbye.
Finally realizing what day it was, Accalia gathered her belongings, checked that she had everything in place, then set off.
Today, was August 25th, and she had decided that it was more professional to go to Hogwarts early, so she could get organized and such.
She walked through the endless crowds. There were children and teenagers of many sizes, and elder witches and wizards. Accalia smiled a little smile at the crowd of children, who were looking at awe at broomsticks. She found it so adorable, that she wasn't looking where she was going, and bumped into someone.
The person was knocked down, his books clattering out his hands. "Oh," She said, stunned. "I…beg your pardon. I did not-"
"No problem," the boy winced slightly. Accalia finally regained her composure. She helped the boy dust himself off, and helped pick up his books. "Again, I'm terribly sorry,"
The boy finally looked up, and smiled.
Accalia felt her breath catch in her throat.
He…looked like…James. His black hair was untidy, his glasses were somewhat round, and…his extraordinary light green eyes.
Lilly…
"Harry!" a girl voice called. "Harry, are you okay?!"
"Yeah!" Harry called back, grinning.
Harry turned to Accalia. "Well…nice meeting you. Thanks very much for helping."
Accalia watched him rush to a bushy-brown haired girl and a redhead, who walked together.
"Your welcome…Harry.'' She whispered.
Accalia boarded at train headed to Hogwarts. She now felt slightly dizzy from the heat, and her recent meeting with Harry had left her speechless. He resembled his parents so much…Accalia would have gladly given him a hug, but he would of thought she was a head-case, so she scratched that idea…for now.
The train was empty, except for the conductor, and trolley lady. Accalia quite enjoyed the train being unoccupied by others. She did not wish to receive stares about her hair and eyes. She'd get a lot of that at Hogwarts, anyway.
She watched things pass as the train entered the countryside.
Soon, the train stopped. Accalia wished it hadn't been so short, but she accepted it.
At least she had a job that Dumbledore had been so kind to give to her.
She got off the train and said goodbye to the conductor.
"You the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher?'' a familiar voice came from behind her. She turned to find Rubeus Hagrid. "Long time no see, Rubeus." She said pleasantly. Hagrid noticed immediately who she was. "Blimey! Accalia Mason!? I thought yeh had-"
"Disappeared? Yes…it's been a long time, hasn't it?" Accalia sighed. Hagrid got out his handkerchief and blew. "Never thought yeh would just come out of the blue! Where've yeh been?"
"Dwelling, I suppose." Was her response and she and Hagrid started walking towards the boats. "How has life treated you, Rubeus?" Hagrid grinned. "Been teaching fer the las' two years. Dumbledore gave me the job after Professor. Kettleburn retired. Great man, Dumbledore."
"Yes. He is."
They got into a large boat, still talking about the bygone times. "So…I've heard that Remus…had been a recent teacher…for Defense against the Dark Arts…" Hagrid frowned a bit. "Yeh still not over him huh?"
Accalia shook her head, blushing a bit. "Don't worry. Maybe things will be different…gawd knows what the two of yeh bin through since the seventh year. Especially since Remus-"
He stopped, guilty of being careless. " 'Since Remus' what?" She asked. Hagrid bit his lip. "I dunno if I'm the person to tell yeh or not. Ask 'im. Maybe he's able to tell yeh now."
"I see." There was a brief moment of silence when Accalia finally asked, "Does…Harry go to this school?" Hagrid expression changed. "In the 5th year, he is. Fine wizard, just like James. Flies like 'em too. Resemblance between them is mindbogglin'."
"I've seen. But he has Lilly's eyes."
"When did yeh meet Harry?" Hagrid asked. " In Diagon Alley. Though I didn't exactly meet him, I well…sorta bumped into him."
They talked until they reached the castle.
"Well…this is where I leave yeh. Good luck with yer classes."
"Thanks. Goodbye Rubeus."
Taking her suitcase, she walked up to Hogwarts.
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Words from Bai: I had a very hard time with Hagrid's dialogue! AKK! Anyways, if you have questions, just ask in your review, and I'll answer the best I can. Please don't expect Part Two very soon. I hope that me writer's block doesn't come back.
~Bai