Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter books, everything from them is J.K. Rowling's brilliant work, not mine. I did create Alix and the plot however.
Author's Note – There are over a zillion fan-fics on fanfic.net. I haven't had the time to read all of them yet. So if there is similarities between other fics and my story, it is coincidental.
Hey guys! For those of you who were wondering, I am NOT dead, just extremely busy. Only a couple days left of school left and I easily got into the honors English class for next year! (Big pat on the back, ah, no more stress!) Oh, not to mention a class trip… Ok, enough of my rambling and on with the story!
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The Keystone
Major Calamity
Alix glared up at Christopher Wells.
"You scared me half to death! What's wrong?"
Chris was an employee at Sharrp Music and a close friend. He looked uncomfortable.
"Your mother called. There's been a fire or something. She sounded hysterical, you'd better get back."
Alix sank back onto the bench, shocked.
"W-was anyone-"
A hand squeezed her shoulder.
"I don't know. Can you drive? No, never mind, I'll take you."
The distance between the music store and her house seemed to multiply by a hundred, making the ride long and torturous. Chris had tried to offer her some words of comfort, but seeing her lack of response, fell silent.
"Oh, god."
Alix caught sight of her house. It was blazing with flames. Firemen were trying desperately to put it out, with little effect. Policemen, news reporters, and frantic neighbors littered the scene. She vaulted out of the car and began searching for a familiar face.
"Alix! Alix! You're all right! You're all right!"
She was swept up into a tight embrace. When she pulled away slightly to breathe, Alix saw her mother's face was tear-streaked and her makeup had run down her cheeks.
"Excuse me?"
A policeman stepped over, causing the two to break apart.
"If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to ask a few questions-?"
"Elaine Sharrp, no go ahead."
Something had caught Alix's eye. A man was standing off to the side of the chaos, watching the fire. He didn't look like a firefighter, policeman, or bystander because Alix didn't think firefighters, policemen, or bystanders wore black robes and a mask.
He lazily pulled something from his pocket, aimed for the sky and bellowed.
"MORSMORDRE!"
A flash of green light shot into the dark night. Alix distinguished the shape. It was a great emerald skull with a snake emerging from its mouth like a tongue. Screams irrupted.
A steel grip on her arm brought her attention back to the ground. It was the man. He laughed as she tried freeing herself and began to drag her behind the bushes.
"Ah, ah, ah…if you play nice, we could have a lot of fun…You're so pretty, I'd hate to hurt you…"
The man clamped a hand over her mouth as Alix tried to scream. He brushed her hair back from her face and gasped, turning very white.
"How can you-but-I killed you-"
Understanding suddenly shone in his eyes and he whispered.
"The damned shall rise and be the start…"
The man fumbled with something in his pocket and pressed it against Alix's throat. It was a very, very, sharp knife.
"But there will be no start if I finish what I should have done long ago."
He laughed again but there were a series of popping noises. Alix's eyes widened as several people appeared from thin air. They were wearing the same attire as the man holding her but without the mask. The man cursed and Alix fell to the ground as he simply disappeared.
"STUPIFY!"
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Poor Alix is really confused…You can help me deconfuse her by reviewing! Well, probably not…Anyway, just review.
