I own not the Harry Potter universe and Absinthe can not be owned by anyone for she is a living soul I only helped to give birth too.

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Chapter 3

A New Look

There they were, the most beautiful pair of boots ever. Absinthe only had a total of three suitcases worth of possessions. One was filled with nothing but boots. These though, these were the best she had ever seen. Traditional twelve eyed docs with a real flower print screen-printed on the leather. The perfect combination of girl and punk. It was almost as if they were saying "Hell yeah I'm a girl! What the Fuck you gonna do about it?" She had to have them.

Ten minutes later she was walking out with boots that were about two sizes too big. She didn't care, I'll grow into them she thought to herself, something her mom always said to her. The shop keeper had told her where to go to get a good haircut and good clothes, well clothes she liked anyway. She was so content at the moment. 'I have to remember this day forever' she thought to herself.

Julienne was worried, 'I never should have let her go off on her own in this town, some witch or wizard is bound to notice her.' She let her composure slip for a minute and slumped into the chair. The tea she was holding had gone cold long ago. The old lady in front of her was droning on and on about this specter train that came by the same times every year. Julienne knew she had just managed to see the Hogwarts express but she couldn't tell her this. 'Actually Mam, is not a ghost train but a train in a parallel time space thing that takes magic children to their new school and just happens to coexist beside your world.' Julienne almost smiled to herself but the poor old woman was so grave she was afraid she would hurt her feelings. She said what she could to put the old woman's fears to rest. She told her she believed her but it was nothing to worry about, it was not a danger she reached over and patted the old woman's hand, "sometimes these things can be thought of as a gift." When the old woman seemed to feel better Julienne excused herself. Once in the hall she took notice of her watch. She had only been gone two hours, Absinthe would still be shopping. 'There's no telling where that girl is.' This time she did smile. Absinthe had the same rebellious attitude Sirius had.

The thought of Sirius brought tears to her eyes. Her concentration at Hogwarts had been divination, which is considered something of a joke even in the magical world. However she really did have a knack for it. She was right on 95% of the time. Still people where reluctant to believe her, people like Sirius and Lilly.

She remembered the night Absinthe was born.

James and Sirius walked in, drunk and upset. James prescription for what ails you was always drowning your sorrows, but the sight in front of them was enough to sober both men up very quickly. On the floor only a few feet from the front door was a woman who was suppose to be dead, covered in enough blood that she seemed to have died again. In between her legs, thankfully, blocking their view of Julienne's naked lower body was their old school medi-wizard. At her head stroking her hair was their old headmaster looking particularly pale and peaked. The mot surprising thing by far was the small bundle of black fabric craddled in her arms, squirming and getting ready to wail. Both men sprang forward with exclamations of relief, trying to help but unsure of what to do. What's her name they all asked after calming down a great deal. There were already tears of joy running down her face so when few more fell in the memory of her lost love no one was any wiser.

"Absinthe, her name is Absinthe."

The next nine months were filled with happiness and apprehension as they awaited the arrival of their new family member. The five of them lived and played and loved. They paid no attention to the outside world and focused only on their own little existence. When Lilly's time came they were better prepared with a Medi-wizard who came to the house and brought the needed tools with him.. Absinthe followed her dad into the back yard when Lilly's water broke and they played and talked, as well as she could, until they were allowed back in the house. She was extremely fond of Harry and tried to look after him herself, she let everyone know, in her own particular idiom, that Harry was hers. Everything seemed like a fairytale, until Julienne had a headache.

Julienne knew what her headaches meant, something was about to be revealed to her, the worse the headache the more important the news, and this headache was quickly becoming a migraine. She saw Sirius being sent to Azkaban, she saw James being killed at the front door, she saw herself and Lilly being killed trying to protect the children and she saw Absinthe and Harry being taken away like prisoners, she saw her Heathcliff kissing the hem of the Dark Lord and she saw the entire wizarding world falling at the feet of Voldemort. When she awoke from her visions, tears were streaming down her face. They new of the prophecy, the one Albus had heard, they had a secret keeper because of that. This was different, this wasn't a prophecy, this was a vision. She ran to get Absinthe and find Lilly. She never knew how long it would be before the visions came true. Sometimes minutes, sometimes months. With Absinthe in her arms she ran down the stairs calling for Lilly. She ran out in the backyard to see her and Harry playing in the grass.

"Lilly, we have to leave now, right now!"

"Julienne, what are you talking about?" she was laughing. Julienne realized, this would be harder that she thought.

"I had a vision, Voldemort is coming here to kill us. We have to go!" Absinthe squirmed out of her arms and began running around Harry.

"Don't be silly, no one has heard anything from Voldemort in almost a year. He's not suddenly going to turn up just to kill us. Besides we have a secret keeper remember?" She was still playing with Harry, not paying the slightest bit of attention. "I'm sure it was just a bad dream."

"Well I'm leaving, I trust my visions, and I am not going to put my daughters life at risk." Julienne was obviously mad now, Lilly decided to take another direction.

"Why don't we wait till James and Sirius get home and we'll all sit down and talk about it."

"It could happen at any minute, they could be walking in the front door right now!"

"Your not even sure when this is going to happen? I don't know Julienne, I know you believe your visions but haven't they been wrong before? Besides what am I suppose to do just grab Harry and run?" She gave her a disapproving look.

"Yes!" She threw her hands into the air. "Fine, I'm leaving, I suggest you do the same as soon as you can before Voldemort shows up on your step." She had the strangest urge to grab Harry and run, but she couldn't do that to Lilly, so she left carrying the squirming Absinthe with her.

She decided to take a little vacation to visit some muggle friends back home. They hadn't seen Absinthe yet and she was sure they wouldn't mind.

This would be her last trip to London. She immediately put on a cloaking spell and never looked back. She didn't want to know when it happened. She just wanted to disappear. So she had said her goodbyes to her muggle friends, made herself a new muggle life and left with Absinthe in tow. She said she would never come back to this place. Unfortunately her latest client, the old lady, was insistent and rich, and she definitely needed money.

Well she had that now all she had to do was find Absinthe and get out of this gods-forsaken town. That was when she felt it, a hand on her arm. She turned to see a young man with silver blond hair smiling politely at her, he had a sadness in his eyes that made her want to comfort him. 'He looks about Absinthe's age.' she thought. "Mrs. Tallegery wanted another word with you if you don't mind."

"Yes, That will be fine." 'I have to waste some time anyway.' She followed the boy into the study. Mrs. Tallegery was not there. Instead a man bearing a striking resemblance to the boy, with long silvery hair sat where she had been, flanked by two large brutes and they also had mini versions standing beside them.

"Misses Julienne Louvre I presume, My colleagues and I would like to talk to you about some paranormal activity of our own. Would you mind accompanying us to the location of the disturbance?" It wasn't really a question, she could tell. He was insisting that she go. It wasn't so odd that someone else would show up wanting to talk about ghosts, it actually happened a lot. But these people were strange. They gave her a bad feeling, and she was sure she recognized the blond. He was so familiar.

"I'm sorry gentlemen but I have other pressing maters to attend to. If you would like you can call my secretary to set up an appointment."

"No really Ms. Louvre, it won't take a second and it's not far from here. I'll make it worth your while."

"Well, I need to be going, if it's on the way, I'll take a look." 'Please don't let it be on the way' she thought. She needed the money, but she didn't like these guys. She dismissed the light headache that was starting behind her eyes.