DISCLAIMER: Some of the characters I use belong to JK Rowling.
Authors note: The beginning starts in a place far off from the wizarding world. Thought I just let you know.
Prologue: Ghost story
As she looked upon the city, hearing the laughter of people echo in her mind. She thought of the things that happened years ago. Things and people she wished were still around. Someone just walked in when she turned and smiled at the person who was a good friend of hers. Chelestria Dellwell was not the type you could surprise, you never did. The person who walked in was Délire Shortgand, her godmother. After Délire walked in, a few more came in. They all were wives of the great counsel of the city. They came to listen to her story, the story of her childhood and into her womanhood. The women were all very interested when her godmother told them about her secretly going back to the place where she basically was raised. She hoped that the women would not tell anyone, especially the one who protected the elves.
But the women were wise and knew how life was when they were alone. That was how Chelestria felt right now, alone. She had felt that way ever since she left her husband and friends. She had to leave for the sake of the wizarding world. After leaving she went back to her maiden name for protection and safety of her husband.
As she thought of this, ignoring everything else that was going on in the room, she felt a burst of excitement. She would get to see him again in a few more hours. After seventeen years, she would be able to hold him again. But first she promised to tell the story that would help her get out of here. The elven wives had promised to help her get out without any of the counsel or anyone else noticing, only if she told them why this was so important to her as well as a biography of her younger life.
Délire came to her, hugged her, and gently caressed her long dark hair. Délire looked at her with compassion and took Chelestria's face into her hands.
"It shall be okay, I promise that we will be able to get you out of here as soon as this is all over." Délire said smiling.
"Thank you, Délire. If you weren't here right now, I probably go crazy. It has been so hard these last few years."
"Just relax and clear your mind. Don't get all mushy now; you have been strong all these years. You didn't get General of the Elvish Army being mushy."
"I know, but it has been so long since I've seen everyone that I can't help but get mushy."
"You never were mushy when you were a child or as a teenager. Ever since you got married you started showing a little sympathy towards other people besides your friends. I thought I was dreaming for awhile but now I see that your more like your mother than your father."
"Yeah, well I better start. I don't want to keep them waiting."
Chelestria and Délire both found a chair. Chelestria set hers in the middle of the circle the women had made. Sitting down and taking a deep breath, she looked at all of the older women. She noticed how funny it was that they were probably thousands of years older than her and yet they looked not a day older than she was. She would have this gift also, to stay young for eternity. Her radiant blue eyes started to water as she once again looked at all of their faces.
"Well, where shall we begin ladies?" said Délire
"Let's start where Chelestria first went to that school. What was it called.oh yes Warthogs?" Said the one called Eva.
Chelestria laughed at this.
"I believe you mean Hogwarts." She said
"Yes there."
Author's Note: I know this is a short chapter but I meant for it to be. The good stuff will be coming up. But I need reviews to see how I'm doing so far. IT WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED!!!!!
Authors note: The beginning starts in a place far off from the wizarding world. Thought I just let you know.
Prologue: Ghost story
As she looked upon the city, hearing the laughter of people echo in her mind. She thought of the things that happened years ago. Things and people she wished were still around. Someone just walked in when she turned and smiled at the person who was a good friend of hers. Chelestria Dellwell was not the type you could surprise, you never did. The person who walked in was Délire Shortgand, her godmother. After Délire walked in, a few more came in. They all were wives of the great counsel of the city. They came to listen to her story, the story of her childhood and into her womanhood. The women were all very interested when her godmother told them about her secretly going back to the place where she basically was raised. She hoped that the women would not tell anyone, especially the one who protected the elves.
But the women were wise and knew how life was when they were alone. That was how Chelestria felt right now, alone. She had felt that way ever since she left her husband and friends. She had to leave for the sake of the wizarding world. After leaving she went back to her maiden name for protection and safety of her husband.
As she thought of this, ignoring everything else that was going on in the room, she felt a burst of excitement. She would get to see him again in a few more hours. After seventeen years, she would be able to hold him again. But first she promised to tell the story that would help her get out of here. The elven wives had promised to help her get out without any of the counsel or anyone else noticing, only if she told them why this was so important to her as well as a biography of her younger life.
Délire came to her, hugged her, and gently caressed her long dark hair. Délire looked at her with compassion and took Chelestria's face into her hands.
"It shall be okay, I promise that we will be able to get you out of here as soon as this is all over." Délire said smiling.
"Thank you, Délire. If you weren't here right now, I probably go crazy. It has been so hard these last few years."
"Just relax and clear your mind. Don't get all mushy now; you have been strong all these years. You didn't get General of the Elvish Army being mushy."
"I know, but it has been so long since I've seen everyone that I can't help but get mushy."
"You never were mushy when you were a child or as a teenager. Ever since you got married you started showing a little sympathy towards other people besides your friends. I thought I was dreaming for awhile but now I see that your more like your mother than your father."
"Yeah, well I better start. I don't want to keep them waiting."
Chelestria and Délire both found a chair. Chelestria set hers in the middle of the circle the women had made. Sitting down and taking a deep breath, she looked at all of the older women. She noticed how funny it was that they were probably thousands of years older than her and yet they looked not a day older than she was. She would have this gift also, to stay young for eternity. Her radiant blue eyes started to water as she once again looked at all of their faces.
"Well, where shall we begin ladies?" said Délire
"Let's start where Chelestria first went to that school. What was it called.oh yes Warthogs?" Said the one called Eva.
Chelestria laughed at this.
"I believe you mean Hogwarts." She said
"Yes there."
Author's Note: I know this is a short chapter but I meant for it to be. The good stuff will be coming up. But I need reviews to see how I'm doing so far. IT WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED!!!!!