A/N yes, i know that Sirius was killed in the last book, but due to the fact that he was my favorite character, I have brought him back to life for my own pleasures. I will try and keep him out of it though as much as possible. Also, Alisande is adapted from the world of Yu Yu Hakusho. Kinda addicted to that tv show right now. Not sure on all the powers, so if I get some of them wrong, sorry. She is an apparition/demoness. But she was raised on Earth in the most unlikely of family's.
All people here, other then Alisande belong to JK rowlings. Ali is of my own making, and any powers and friends she has, other then who belong to J K Rowlings, belong to the makers and producers of Yu Yu Hakusho. This is rated NC-17 due to some smut later on in the story.
A/N Yes, this might be short. I suffer from frequent migraines and some just sneak up on me. Getting the start of one now, so I'm going to just leave this chapter as it is and do another later if I can head this migraine off. Enjoy!
Alisande leaned silently against the closed door to the meeting hall and heard the voices behind her. Bits a pieces of the conversations were floating through the door. She was able to make out a distinct female voice, Molly, as well as those of Severus and Sirius. Some others were talking also, but she couldn't tell who they were.She smiled sadly to herself, knowing they would defend her to the end. She hadn't wanted to inform the Order about her nature. Dumbledore had thought it best though, not wanting any secrets to cause rifts in the fabric of their alliance. She also knew her training with those of the Spirit World was still ongoing, even if she had a slight reprieve. Her 'instructors', if you could call them that, would not let up on her training until she was ready in their eyes, which she was grateful for, but still....
She leaned her head back for a moment and heard a sharp male voice, one she didn't recognize right away, say quite clearly "If Professor Dumbledore trusts her then that is enough for me." Her inner senses told her that someone was rapidly approaching the door and with a quick movement she shoved away from the door and practically flew to the other side of the hall before the door was wrenched open. She turned in her short flight and looked back as the doors softly clicked closed.
George stood staring at her. She stood with her back to him, looking at him over her shoulder before turning back towards the door. 'She's leaving' the thought stunned him and he spoke without thought "Ali?" She stopped with her hand on the doorknob to the front door and looked back at him, a finger going to her lips and her eyes going to the still curtained picture of Sirius's mother. George turned and looked at the picture and nodded. She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her. She was about 3 steps away from the door when it opened again and George followed her out.
He wasn't sure what it was about this woman that made him follow her. He had seen the misery in her eyes after her nature as a demoness was revealed and it had touched him. He wondered if the others had seen it. His mother had reacted strongly to having a demoness work on their side and he had heard Sirius yelling above all the commotion at Molly, saying that just like Wizards, Apparitions come in good and evil forms. Professor Snape had been trying to calm down the rest of the room, informing them that Professor Dumbledore trusted his sister completely and ignoring the battle of wits between Molly Weasley and Sirius Black. They still bickered like the had the summer before. Even after Sirius had supposedly died and then had returned to them. There still was much mystery surrounding that and suddenly as he sat there watching them argue, he realized this woman had said she was from somewhere called Spirit World. He had jumped to his feet at this moment and when his chair fell backwards to the wall behind him, silence had temporarily settled over the room. Eyes fell on him and with that he had said "If Professor Dumbledore trusts her, then that is enough for me." With that he then turned and walked from the room, only to find her at the end of the hall, about to leave. Following her outside had been more of an instinctive move. Truthfully he never would be able to give a good reason later why he even followed her.
She turned around to look at him, he realized that the top of her head came to his chest. 'Why didn't I realize how short she was inside?' he thought. She lifted her head and looked up at him. "Hello" her voice was very soft and husky. He looked down at her and was temporarily caught by her beauty.
She sighed as he stared at her. "What is your name?" He blinked and smiled his Hogwart's famous grin "I'm George Weasley." She smiled at his last name "I should have guessed." She turned and walked down the stairs, hands slipping into a long black leather trenchcoat. He realized that her clothes had changed from the simple robe she wore inside. She now wore a simple black shirt that had a low collar and showed off some cleavage. Her low riding, hip hugging, form fitting jeans flaired at the bottom over a pair of boots. Her red hair was wrapped up in a bun on her head. He stood on the stoop, watching her walk away, feeling dejected, when she looked over her shoulder at him. Her expression was one of question. "Are you coming, or going back inside?" He immediately jumped down the stairs and walked off after her. The corners of her mouth lifted in a smirk.
He caught up to her and saw her smirk. "I can tell you are a Snape by your smile." She grinned fully at him, small pearly whites flashing in the moonlight. "Well, you know how it is. Sitting, walking, talking, smirking. All things you learn in your infancy." He fell into easy step beside her. "Where are we going?" She shrugged "Patrolling." He nodded "For the Order?"
"Partly, I've also got to look out for demons that have escaped from the spirit world as well. All part of the gig now, I guess." He looked at her, taking in her delicate face. Her attitude might be that of a Snape, but her physical self was not.
She knew he was looking at her, and she didn't mind. It would keep him from realizing that they were being followed.
All people here, other then Alisande belong to JK rowlings. Ali is of my own making, and any powers and friends she has, other then who belong to J K Rowlings, belong to the makers and producers of Yu Yu Hakusho. This is rated NC-17 due to some smut later on in the story.
A/N Yes, this might be short. I suffer from frequent migraines and some just sneak up on me. Getting the start of one now, so I'm going to just leave this chapter as it is and do another later if I can head this migraine off. Enjoy!
Alisande leaned silently against the closed door to the meeting hall and heard the voices behind her. Bits a pieces of the conversations were floating through the door. She was able to make out a distinct female voice, Molly, as well as those of Severus and Sirius. Some others were talking also, but she couldn't tell who they were.She smiled sadly to herself, knowing they would defend her to the end. She hadn't wanted to inform the Order about her nature. Dumbledore had thought it best though, not wanting any secrets to cause rifts in the fabric of their alliance. She also knew her training with those of the Spirit World was still ongoing, even if she had a slight reprieve. Her 'instructors', if you could call them that, would not let up on her training until she was ready in their eyes, which she was grateful for, but still....
She leaned her head back for a moment and heard a sharp male voice, one she didn't recognize right away, say quite clearly "If Professor Dumbledore trusts her then that is enough for me." Her inner senses told her that someone was rapidly approaching the door and with a quick movement she shoved away from the door and practically flew to the other side of the hall before the door was wrenched open. She turned in her short flight and looked back as the doors softly clicked closed.
George stood staring at her. She stood with her back to him, looking at him over her shoulder before turning back towards the door. 'She's leaving' the thought stunned him and he spoke without thought "Ali?" She stopped with her hand on the doorknob to the front door and looked back at him, a finger going to her lips and her eyes going to the still curtained picture of Sirius's mother. George turned and looked at the picture and nodded. She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her. She was about 3 steps away from the door when it opened again and George followed her out.
He wasn't sure what it was about this woman that made him follow her. He had seen the misery in her eyes after her nature as a demoness was revealed and it had touched him. He wondered if the others had seen it. His mother had reacted strongly to having a demoness work on their side and he had heard Sirius yelling above all the commotion at Molly, saying that just like Wizards, Apparitions come in good and evil forms. Professor Snape had been trying to calm down the rest of the room, informing them that Professor Dumbledore trusted his sister completely and ignoring the battle of wits between Molly Weasley and Sirius Black. They still bickered like the had the summer before. Even after Sirius had supposedly died and then had returned to them. There still was much mystery surrounding that and suddenly as he sat there watching them argue, he realized this woman had said she was from somewhere called Spirit World. He had jumped to his feet at this moment and when his chair fell backwards to the wall behind him, silence had temporarily settled over the room. Eyes fell on him and with that he had said "If Professor Dumbledore trusts her, then that is enough for me." With that he then turned and walked from the room, only to find her at the end of the hall, about to leave. Following her outside had been more of an instinctive move. Truthfully he never would be able to give a good reason later why he even followed her.
She turned around to look at him, he realized that the top of her head came to his chest. 'Why didn't I realize how short she was inside?' he thought. She lifted her head and looked up at him. "Hello" her voice was very soft and husky. He looked down at her and was temporarily caught by her beauty.
She sighed as he stared at her. "What is your name?" He blinked and smiled his Hogwart's famous grin "I'm George Weasley." She smiled at his last name "I should have guessed." She turned and walked down the stairs, hands slipping into a long black leather trenchcoat. He realized that her clothes had changed from the simple robe she wore inside. She now wore a simple black shirt that had a low collar and showed off some cleavage. Her low riding, hip hugging, form fitting jeans flaired at the bottom over a pair of boots. Her red hair was wrapped up in a bun on her head. He stood on the stoop, watching her walk away, feeling dejected, when she looked over her shoulder at him. Her expression was one of question. "Are you coming, or going back inside?" He immediately jumped down the stairs and walked off after her. The corners of her mouth lifted in a smirk.
He caught up to her and saw her smirk. "I can tell you are a Snape by your smile." She grinned fully at him, small pearly whites flashing in the moonlight. "Well, you know how it is. Sitting, walking, talking, smirking. All things you learn in your infancy." He fell into easy step beside her. "Where are we going?" She shrugged "Patrolling." He nodded "For the Order?"
"Partly, I've also got to look out for demons that have escaped from the spirit world as well. All part of the gig now, I guess." He looked at her, taking in her delicate face. Her attitude might be that of a Snape, but her physical self was not.
She knew he was looking at her, and she didn't mind. It would keep him from realizing that they were being followed.
