Chapter 1
Doors flew open and a fairytale picture came into few. A young woman was running across the lawn towards the sunset. She stopped at a lake and sat down gracefully on a rock beneath a tree. She smiled at the beautiful scene. She loved this place at this certain time. She found it a great escape from reality, from what was coming, because indeed, something was coming.
A war was on its way. A war like none other. This certain fight would change the world forever. If good won, there would be no more hidden fear behind people's eyes and if evil won the world would be in disarray. She knew that the casualties would be great on both sides, but if evil won the casualties would continue to grow year after year. Good had to win, no matter what. This was a known factor to all and you know what good was doing to be prepared. Nothing. They were doing absolutely nothing. As these thoughts surfaced in the young girl's mind rage filled her.
She may only have been a fourth year but she was doing more than anyone. She had read every book there was in the library. She had learned the spells and the counters. She had even written books on all that she read, every spell had a book. There was a humongous library of them in her room. Yes, she had her own room. Although she wasn't a prefect, or head girl, she was only a fourth year after all. No she had her own room because every night she woke up screaming. This is why she studied, why she gathered all the information she could. She did not want anyone to go through what she went through. No one deserved that.
Dumbledore supported her throughout all she did. He knew of her secret library, of her extensive knowledge. He actually wanted every one of his students to be like Virginia, be aware of what was coming, but he was not allowed. The M.O.M (Minister of Magic) had ordered him to not put terror in the hearts of all these children. If Dumbledore tried anything he would be forced to leave. Virginia understood why Dumbledore didn't argue. He would stand at the front of line and protect his students till the day he died. It wasn't Dumbledore that angered her so it was how the M.O.M. tried to hide everything so he wouldn't look bad. He was pretty much killing everyone just so he would look good. It made no sense and pissed her off to no end.
With all this anger inside of her Virginia took up boxing, Taekwondo, and even muggle weapon training. Not only did this help her release anger it also helped her feel even more prepared for the war. If she was rendered wand less she wouldn't run. She would stand and fight until the war was over or she was dead. Through all the classes she was taking she needed more. One more but was extremely hard to get. She needed an insider to tell her about the dark side's characteristics and all everything about them. Dumbledore helped her here. He brought in a Slytherin.
This Slytherin was different from all the stereotypes and classifications. This Slytherin was for the good side was winning. He eagerly helped her. He taught her everything she needed to know. How Death Eaters children were raised, their initiations, and what they did. He taught her their laws and their obligations. He even taught her how to lie, the ability not show emotions, and attitude. She soon found herself in true Slytherin form. She remembered how she had taken notes in class one time and he questioned her about it. She led him back to her room and showed him her library. He was amazed, but was dumfounded when he saw the book she had started writing about his teaching. They started discussing some of her books and quickly found they had so many common interests and got along very well. They became fast friends, but secretly.
She returned to the public's eye and returned to her normal innocent, shy persona. To all those who talked to her and looked at her it seemed as if she was the same as always. She had kept this act up for years. This way no one bothered her and she could keep to herself. Her friend did the same except he remained the loud, spoiled Blaise.
"Miss Weasley?" She turned.
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore?" She asked.
"I have a proposal for you."
"And what would that be Professor?" She questioned.
"You go to America on an exchange program."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"We would use it as a cover. Your family, your fake friends, the school, and even the ministry would think you will be going on an exchange but Blaise and I would know different. There is a group of kids in America who are studying to become a secret force. I want you to be apart of it. I will start one here next year but I'll be only able to take four Slytherins who want to be spies and 6th years. Blaise will be one of those four."
"Excuse me sir could you go back to explaining the group in America?"
"Yes, of course. You would go to America and live with a host family who has a daughter that will be in the group. There will be four of you. You will learn everything you are learning here, more, and your regular classes. You will put up a façade their also but I'm afraid that your new group of friends are much different."
"They aren't preppy are they Professor?"
"Quite the contrary, actually they are tougher and the girls of the group described themselves as bitchy."
"Oh that is fine. I think I will fit right in. I am tired of pretending to be innocent and ignorant."
"Well that's good. Do you want to do this then?"
"I think I will but one more question."
"Shoot."
"What is the group called?"
"Wild Cats."
Doors flew open and a fairytale picture came into few. A young woman was running across the lawn towards the sunset. She stopped at a lake and sat down gracefully on a rock beneath a tree. She smiled at the beautiful scene. She loved this place at this certain time. She found it a great escape from reality, from what was coming, because indeed, something was coming.
A war was on its way. A war like none other. This certain fight would change the world forever. If good won, there would be no more hidden fear behind people's eyes and if evil won the world would be in disarray. She knew that the casualties would be great on both sides, but if evil won the casualties would continue to grow year after year. Good had to win, no matter what. This was a known factor to all and you know what good was doing to be prepared. Nothing. They were doing absolutely nothing. As these thoughts surfaced in the young girl's mind rage filled her.
She may only have been a fourth year but she was doing more than anyone. She had read every book there was in the library. She had learned the spells and the counters. She had even written books on all that she read, every spell had a book. There was a humongous library of them in her room. Yes, she had her own room. Although she wasn't a prefect, or head girl, she was only a fourth year after all. No she had her own room because every night she woke up screaming. This is why she studied, why she gathered all the information she could. She did not want anyone to go through what she went through. No one deserved that.
Dumbledore supported her throughout all she did. He knew of her secret library, of her extensive knowledge. He actually wanted every one of his students to be like Virginia, be aware of what was coming, but he was not allowed. The M.O.M (Minister of Magic) had ordered him to not put terror in the hearts of all these children. If Dumbledore tried anything he would be forced to leave. Virginia understood why Dumbledore didn't argue. He would stand at the front of line and protect his students till the day he died. It wasn't Dumbledore that angered her so it was how the M.O.M. tried to hide everything so he wouldn't look bad. He was pretty much killing everyone just so he would look good. It made no sense and pissed her off to no end.
With all this anger inside of her Virginia took up boxing, Taekwondo, and even muggle weapon training. Not only did this help her release anger it also helped her feel even more prepared for the war. If she was rendered wand less she wouldn't run. She would stand and fight until the war was over or she was dead. Through all the classes she was taking she needed more. One more but was extremely hard to get. She needed an insider to tell her about the dark side's characteristics and all everything about them. Dumbledore helped her here. He brought in a Slytherin.
This Slytherin was different from all the stereotypes and classifications. This Slytherin was for the good side was winning. He eagerly helped her. He taught her everything she needed to know. How Death Eaters children were raised, their initiations, and what they did. He taught her their laws and their obligations. He even taught her how to lie, the ability not show emotions, and attitude. She soon found herself in true Slytherin form. She remembered how she had taken notes in class one time and he questioned her about it. She led him back to her room and showed him her library. He was amazed, but was dumfounded when he saw the book she had started writing about his teaching. They started discussing some of her books and quickly found they had so many common interests and got along very well. They became fast friends, but secretly.
She returned to the public's eye and returned to her normal innocent, shy persona. To all those who talked to her and looked at her it seemed as if she was the same as always. She had kept this act up for years. This way no one bothered her and she could keep to herself. Her friend did the same except he remained the loud, spoiled Blaise.
"Miss Weasley?" She turned.
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore?" She asked.
"I have a proposal for you."
"And what would that be Professor?" She questioned.
"You go to America on an exchange program."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"We would use it as a cover. Your family, your fake friends, the school, and even the ministry would think you will be going on an exchange but Blaise and I would know different. There is a group of kids in America who are studying to become a secret force. I want you to be apart of it. I will start one here next year but I'll be only able to take four Slytherins who want to be spies and 6th years. Blaise will be one of those four."
"Excuse me sir could you go back to explaining the group in America?"
"Yes, of course. You would go to America and live with a host family who has a daughter that will be in the group. There will be four of you. You will learn everything you are learning here, more, and your regular classes. You will put up a façade their also but I'm afraid that your new group of friends are much different."
"They aren't preppy are they Professor?"
"Quite the contrary, actually they are tougher and the girls of the group described themselves as bitchy."
"Oh that is fine. I think I will fit right in. I am tired of pretending to be innocent and ignorant."
"Well that's good. Do you want to do this then?"
"I think I will but one more question."
"Shoot."
"What is the group called?"
"Wild Cats."