Year1: A New Beginning
By: Lil'Annie
Author's Note: Ok this is where the story official starts so pleas review.
Supergirl973: Thanks the beginning wasn't supposed to have that much Dumbledore but he was talking for a third of the prologue.
CharmedHP1988:Thank you I've had this idea for awhile now and I'm actually a few chapters into the story. I'm just in the process of typing. Here's the next chapter enjoy.
CH.1 Last Day School, First Day Freedom
Kriystal Hart twirled the hair brush in her hand as she stood at the vanity mirror in her elementary school and chatted with her best friend.
"Oh my god Alexa can you believe it's the last day of school thank heaven, but, it's dragging on so unbelievably slow." Krystal pouted.
Krystal Hart was the average eleven year old girl chilling in her home town of Los Angelos. She had sandy blonde hair, tan skin from years in the sun, and brilliant blue eyes. She was what's considered a true California girl; and, everything was going great. She was as of 3:00 that day officially no longer a little 'elementary kid'. Stepping up in to junior high would be a breeze.
"I know Krys but are we ready yet? It will be harder, you know, and we won't have the same teachers," her friend Alexa Malone said as she pushed her wavy black hair over her shoulder. They gracefully made their way through the crowds in the busy halls. "But, it'll be great having some new guys. Everyone here is so dull." Alexa said with a frown.
Krystal laughed then turned her head towards Alexa as they reached the door to their class. "How, Lex, in the world would you be able to say that: I mean come on," Krystal paused as she sat at her desk. She turned and gestured over her shoulder to the boy next to her, her ex-boyfriend Jacob McBlaine. "Sure they're stupid and a little slow to take a hint, but, they can be so amusing." They laughed when Jacob turned around, his face red.
"Do you two have nothing better to to do than pick on me?" he whined jokingly.
"Umm...................no?" Krystal said smiling. "I'm so glad it's he last day, yet, I'm sad because I'm leaving for vacation and I won't see you guys all summer." She continued.
The bell rang and their teacher walked in. The day was hot and the school wasn't air conditioned, but, the three were doing just fine. So, they got through the morning classes with no trouble, being the last day of school it was filled with games movies and good-byes. Lunch approached and the three made their way down to the cafeteria and the lunch court.
"Hey Krys!" yelled someone from behind her seat. She swung around to see who it was and found her friends walking in her direction.
"Hi Jamie, hi Steph how are you?" Jamie and Steph were twins and although they were nice she tended to avoid an excess amount of time with them as they tended to be a bit clingy.
"Good." They chimed and pulled out a chair together.
They five of them talked and compared rumors of the mysteries of junior high together for a half an hour during lunch. All was well until about the time lunch began to wind down and everyone began getting ready to go back to class. The doors to the cafeteria opened and in walked a man with sallow looking skin. He was wearing black billowing robes and had a permenate looking sneer on his face.
"Uh who do you think that is Krys? He can't be new it's the end of the year and all the teachers are here." Whispered Alexa worriedly. She looked up at the man and frowned.
"How in the world would I know Lex, it's not like I'm telepathic or something," Krystal began as she rolled her eyes. "He's certainly not from around here; no one lives in southern California and has that skin tone. His style is all out of this century too maybe we should alert the nearest mall: incoming fashion don't." she laughed then stopped. The man was talking o the principal who looked thoroughly pissed off. Krystal turned to Alexa, "Looks like Mrs.Smitts doesn't really want to be standing there talking to him. I wonder what he's bugging her about."
"I don't know Krys, but I do know there's no possible way it could be about us..." Alexa replied, but was cut off when Mrs.Smitts took the microphone off of the table.
"Could we please have Krystal Hart follow us, and bring your things please?" She sounded and her voice could be heard throughout the speakers.
"You were saying?" Krystal hissed to her friend as she collected her things.
"Well yeah, but, what do they want?" she asked hurriedly as Krystal got up.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" she snapped and stalked off towards a door to the side where the man and the principal had disappeared.
Krystal walked after her principal and the very strange man down a familiar side corridor; wondering why in the world they wanted to talk to her. Both stopped and Mrs.Smitts ushered her into a very recognizable principal's office.
Krystal groaned and stopped in the door's frame, "Mrs.Smitts whatever it was this time I swear I didn't do it, I'm not stupid enough to do something the last days of school and have to come back for detention..."
Mrs.Smitts laughed and was reassuring her that she wasn't in trouble when Krystal watched the man roll his eyes, snort, and, if possible, offer an even uglier sneer. 'God this guy is an ass I hope this won't take long...'
Mrs.Smitts then turned and beckoned Krystal in. "Krystal this is Mr.Severus Snape he wishes to speak to you about something he declares is urgent." She frowned and it was apparent that she believed hat he had to say to her was not of the up most important.
"Well I'll just leave you two to discuss this 'important' issue whatever it happens to be." She said before plastering on a fake smile and turning to Mr.Snape and nodding.
"Why thank you so much," he drawled sarcastically as she turned and left. He waited for a few moments to (she assumed) make sure no one was listening, the silence stretched tensely.
Krystal quickly got fed up. 'Why won't he talk? Typical last day of school and I get stuck with the amazing man of no words.' She jumped as she heard a pop and suddenly was facing not only Mr.Snape but a tall elderly man with long hair and a beard. He surveyed her over his moon rimmed glasses as if waiting for her reaction. He was soon rewarded with it.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?!HOW DID YOU DO THAT?" She screamed scared and backing up into the door.
"Silence you silly girl no one is trying to hurt you." Snape snarled.
"Severus really," the man who popped in chided gently. "My dear there is a reasonable explanation..."
"No there isn't! People DON'T pop up out of nowhere; out of thin air like that its impossible!" she ranted cutting him off.
If you pause for a moment o allow us to explain what we are here to talk to you about everything will make perfect sense...," he paused and looked at her carefully. "Annie."
Krystal's mind raced as she took in everything in, even the fact that the man wore clothing similar to Snape's except that his were pale blue with stars and moons. Then it dawned on her what he had called her.
"Did you just call me Annie? I'm sorry," she laughed and tuned to walk out and forget everything that had happened. "YOU must be thinking of someone else, I'm Krystal not Annie." She grabbed the handle but was stopped by a hand on her wrist.
"Do you actually think we'd waste our time coming half way around the world for the wrong person?" Snape hissed in a very low tone, eyes flashing warningly.
"Well excuse me gentle men I didn't know but," she said to the two of them before looking Snape in the face and whispered threateningly. "If you don't get your filthy hands off me you will soon find yourself relieved of them." She put her hand in her front pocket and gently grabbed the handle of the pocket knife kept hidden there. Los Angelos may not be the wilds but it certainly had its' fair share of animals.
He noticed her movement, most likely guessed what she had and backed off. The elder man watched the exchange with obvious amusement.
"Well if you two are done we can begin this." He took out a stick like thing and waved it a chair appeared. "Please sit so we may begin."
Krystal faced him then went and tentively sat in the chair that like him appeared to have popped up out of thin air.
The man walked to the window looked out of it to the busty street with interest for a moment then turned to her and spoke.
"My dear you are a witch." He paused but continued when she merely raised an eyebrow. "You are also not the person you think you are. The name you have had was a secret identity to hide you. Your name is Annie Potter."
Krystal calmly sat and listened to him unravel her "story". His name was Albus Dumbledore and he was headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. She had been brought to America to hide from the dark wizard Voldemort, when her parents Lily and James Potter began to worry about her safety, soon after her birth. She was placed under a charm (whatever that was) and put in the care of her foster family who had no memory of her not being in their care, or, not ever being their daughter. About a year after this occurred, the wizard 'Lord Voldemort' showed up in her parents house with every intent on murdering her and her- Albus Dumbledore said seriously- her twin brother Harry. He succeeded in the deaths of only her parents. When he had turned his wand (one of those stick-like things obviously) on Harry the spell had bounced off Harry without harming him and rebounding back to Voldemort. Leaving him defeated, but not dead. Her brother was known as the boy-who-lived in the wizarding world but had no clue as he lived with their only relatives-her mothers' sister and family. She was now being brought back into her world as her brother would be doing within the very same month. Dumbledore stopped and let her sit there for a few moments. He seemed to be ignoring the continued unhappy glare from (Professor he'd said) Snape. Although he did seem very taken back when Krystal suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. Both men looked at her as though she'd lost all sensible thought.
"You've got to be kidding me! This is some kind of crazy joke isn't it?" she said still laughing.
Professor Snape stood up and took out a wand from his robes. He looked at Dumbledore with raised eyebrows who nodded.
"We are not joking and we will now give you your proof." He sneered raising his wand. Krystal tensed suddenly frightened. "Stay calm we are removing the revealing charm this will not hurt.
Snape brought the wand down with a swish "Revelince Persanoyae". A blinding white light shot forth and surrounded her. She felt very uncomfortably warm yet had the sensation of shedding an unneeded layer of skin. The feeling left as suddenly as it had started and Krystal was brought to her knees gasping. She got up and pushed her long black hair over her shoulder. She shrieked and looked at a strand of her hair. Black?!? She turned swiftly and looked at Dumbledore who was holding out a small hand held mirror towards her.
Krystal walked slowly to him and took the mirror. She raised it to her face, her hand shaking the entire time, and stared at her reflection. She watched as her own eyes widened-they were the only part of her face she could completely recognize. The room began to spin and she felt the mirror fall to the floor, felt the shattered glass graze her legs and sandaled feet just before she swiftly passed out falling into the arms of a very stunned Proffessor Snape.
Author's note: Krystal will be forever known as Annie unless I warn you ahead of time. Please review and enjoy. Next chapter should be up in a week maybe less.
By: Lil'Annie
Author's Note: Ok this is where the story official starts so pleas review.
Supergirl973: Thanks the beginning wasn't supposed to have that much Dumbledore but he was talking for a third of the prologue.
CharmedHP1988:Thank you I've had this idea for awhile now and I'm actually a few chapters into the story. I'm just in the process of typing. Here's the next chapter enjoy.
CH.1 Last Day School, First Day Freedom
Kriystal Hart twirled the hair brush in her hand as she stood at the vanity mirror in her elementary school and chatted with her best friend.
"Oh my god Alexa can you believe it's the last day of school thank heaven, but, it's dragging on so unbelievably slow." Krystal pouted.
Krystal Hart was the average eleven year old girl chilling in her home town of Los Angelos. She had sandy blonde hair, tan skin from years in the sun, and brilliant blue eyes. She was what's considered a true California girl; and, everything was going great. She was as of 3:00 that day officially no longer a little 'elementary kid'. Stepping up in to junior high would be a breeze.
"I know Krys but are we ready yet? It will be harder, you know, and we won't have the same teachers," her friend Alexa Malone said as she pushed her wavy black hair over her shoulder. They gracefully made their way through the crowds in the busy halls. "But, it'll be great having some new guys. Everyone here is so dull." Alexa said with a frown.
Krystal laughed then turned her head towards Alexa as they reached the door to their class. "How, Lex, in the world would you be able to say that: I mean come on," Krystal paused as she sat at her desk. She turned and gestured over her shoulder to the boy next to her, her ex-boyfriend Jacob McBlaine. "Sure they're stupid and a little slow to take a hint, but, they can be so amusing." They laughed when Jacob turned around, his face red.
"Do you two have nothing better to to do than pick on me?" he whined jokingly.
"Umm...................no?" Krystal said smiling. "I'm so glad it's he last day, yet, I'm sad because I'm leaving for vacation and I won't see you guys all summer." She continued.
The bell rang and their teacher walked in. The day was hot and the school wasn't air conditioned, but, the three were doing just fine. So, they got through the morning classes with no trouble, being the last day of school it was filled with games movies and good-byes. Lunch approached and the three made their way down to the cafeteria and the lunch court.
"Hey Krys!" yelled someone from behind her seat. She swung around to see who it was and found her friends walking in her direction.
"Hi Jamie, hi Steph how are you?" Jamie and Steph were twins and although they were nice she tended to avoid an excess amount of time with them as they tended to be a bit clingy.
"Good." They chimed and pulled out a chair together.
They five of them talked and compared rumors of the mysteries of junior high together for a half an hour during lunch. All was well until about the time lunch began to wind down and everyone began getting ready to go back to class. The doors to the cafeteria opened and in walked a man with sallow looking skin. He was wearing black billowing robes and had a permenate looking sneer on his face.
"Uh who do you think that is Krys? He can't be new it's the end of the year and all the teachers are here." Whispered Alexa worriedly. She looked up at the man and frowned.
"How in the world would I know Lex, it's not like I'm telepathic or something," Krystal began as she rolled her eyes. "He's certainly not from around here; no one lives in southern California and has that skin tone. His style is all out of this century too maybe we should alert the nearest mall: incoming fashion don't." she laughed then stopped. The man was talking o the principal who looked thoroughly pissed off. Krystal turned to Alexa, "Looks like Mrs.Smitts doesn't really want to be standing there talking to him. I wonder what he's bugging her about."
"I don't know Krys, but I do know there's no possible way it could be about us..." Alexa replied, but was cut off when Mrs.Smitts took the microphone off of the table.
"Could we please have Krystal Hart follow us, and bring your things please?" She sounded and her voice could be heard throughout the speakers.
"You were saying?" Krystal hissed to her friend as she collected her things.
"Well yeah, but, what do they want?" she asked hurriedly as Krystal got up.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" she snapped and stalked off towards a door to the side where the man and the principal had disappeared.
Krystal walked after her principal and the very strange man down a familiar side corridor; wondering why in the world they wanted to talk to her. Both stopped and Mrs.Smitts ushered her into a very recognizable principal's office.
Krystal groaned and stopped in the door's frame, "Mrs.Smitts whatever it was this time I swear I didn't do it, I'm not stupid enough to do something the last days of school and have to come back for detention..."
Mrs.Smitts laughed and was reassuring her that she wasn't in trouble when Krystal watched the man roll his eyes, snort, and, if possible, offer an even uglier sneer. 'God this guy is an ass I hope this won't take long...'
Mrs.Smitts then turned and beckoned Krystal in. "Krystal this is Mr.Severus Snape he wishes to speak to you about something he declares is urgent." She frowned and it was apparent that she believed hat he had to say to her was not of the up most important.
"Well I'll just leave you two to discuss this 'important' issue whatever it happens to be." She said before plastering on a fake smile and turning to Mr.Snape and nodding.
"Why thank you so much," he drawled sarcastically as she turned and left. He waited for a few moments to (she assumed) make sure no one was listening, the silence stretched tensely.
Krystal quickly got fed up. 'Why won't he talk? Typical last day of school and I get stuck with the amazing man of no words.' She jumped as she heard a pop and suddenly was facing not only Mr.Snape but a tall elderly man with long hair and a beard. He surveyed her over his moon rimmed glasses as if waiting for her reaction. He was soon rewarded with it.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?!HOW DID YOU DO THAT?" She screamed scared and backing up into the door.
"Silence you silly girl no one is trying to hurt you." Snape snarled.
"Severus really," the man who popped in chided gently. "My dear there is a reasonable explanation..."
"No there isn't! People DON'T pop up out of nowhere; out of thin air like that its impossible!" she ranted cutting him off.
If you pause for a moment o allow us to explain what we are here to talk to you about everything will make perfect sense...," he paused and looked at her carefully. "Annie."
Krystal's mind raced as she took in everything in, even the fact that the man wore clothing similar to Snape's except that his were pale blue with stars and moons. Then it dawned on her what he had called her.
"Did you just call me Annie? I'm sorry," she laughed and tuned to walk out and forget everything that had happened. "YOU must be thinking of someone else, I'm Krystal not Annie." She grabbed the handle but was stopped by a hand on her wrist.
"Do you actually think we'd waste our time coming half way around the world for the wrong person?" Snape hissed in a very low tone, eyes flashing warningly.
"Well excuse me gentle men I didn't know but," she said to the two of them before looking Snape in the face and whispered threateningly. "If you don't get your filthy hands off me you will soon find yourself relieved of them." She put her hand in her front pocket and gently grabbed the handle of the pocket knife kept hidden there. Los Angelos may not be the wilds but it certainly had its' fair share of animals.
He noticed her movement, most likely guessed what she had and backed off. The elder man watched the exchange with obvious amusement.
"Well if you two are done we can begin this." He took out a stick like thing and waved it a chair appeared. "Please sit so we may begin."
Krystal faced him then went and tentively sat in the chair that like him appeared to have popped up out of thin air.
The man walked to the window looked out of it to the busty street with interest for a moment then turned to her and spoke.
"My dear you are a witch." He paused but continued when she merely raised an eyebrow. "You are also not the person you think you are. The name you have had was a secret identity to hide you. Your name is Annie Potter."
Krystal calmly sat and listened to him unravel her "story". His name was Albus Dumbledore and he was headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. She had been brought to America to hide from the dark wizard Voldemort, when her parents Lily and James Potter began to worry about her safety, soon after her birth. She was placed under a charm (whatever that was) and put in the care of her foster family who had no memory of her not being in their care, or, not ever being their daughter. About a year after this occurred, the wizard 'Lord Voldemort' showed up in her parents house with every intent on murdering her and her- Albus Dumbledore said seriously- her twin brother Harry. He succeeded in the deaths of only her parents. When he had turned his wand (one of those stick-like things obviously) on Harry the spell had bounced off Harry without harming him and rebounding back to Voldemort. Leaving him defeated, but not dead. Her brother was known as the boy-who-lived in the wizarding world but had no clue as he lived with their only relatives-her mothers' sister and family. She was now being brought back into her world as her brother would be doing within the very same month. Dumbledore stopped and let her sit there for a few moments. He seemed to be ignoring the continued unhappy glare from (Professor he'd said) Snape. Although he did seem very taken back when Krystal suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. Both men looked at her as though she'd lost all sensible thought.
"You've got to be kidding me! This is some kind of crazy joke isn't it?" she said still laughing.
Professor Snape stood up and took out a wand from his robes. He looked at Dumbledore with raised eyebrows who nodded.
"We are not joking and we will now give you your proof." He sneered raising his wand. Krystal tensed suddenly frightened. "Stay calm we are removing the revealing charm this will not hurt.
Snape brought the wand down with a swish "Revelince Persanoyae". A blinding white light shot forth and surrounded her. She felt very uncomfortably warm yet had the sensation of shedding an unneeded layer of skin. The feeling left as suddenly as it had started and Krystal was brought to her knees gasping. She got up and pushed her long black hair over her shoulder. She shrieked and looked at a strand of her hair. Black?!? She turned swiftly and looked at Dumbledore who was holding out a small hand held mirror towards her.
Krystal walked slowly to him and took the mirror. She raised it to her face, her hand shaking the entire time, and stared at her reflection. She watched as her own eyes widened-they were the only part of her face she could completely recognize. The room began to spin and she felt the mirror fall to the floor, felt the shattered glass graze her legs and sandaled feet just before she swiftly passed out falling into the arms of a very stunned Proffessor Snape.
Author's note: Krystal will be forever known as Annie unless I warn you ahead of time. Please review and enjoy. Next chapter should be up in a week maybe less.
