Chapter 1-The Curse
A robed man stood above a dying figure in a dark alleyway, far from the help that he so desperately needed and the family that he loved more than life itself. The man on the ground was none other than the last heir to the Jessen fortune, a powerful wizard besides, worthy of the name. The robed man pointed his wand at the dying man and said quietly, "No one now lives who can contest me, Crucio Vendetio." With this the man let out a scream that would have shattered any mans heart, but this man had no heart and stared dispassionately back at him. He gave up hope and died there in that alleyway far from his home and family. Back in the Jessen house that night his wife received the owl from the Ministry of Magic telling her of her husband's death. She sat down hard and looked at the 10-year-old daughter who was watching television. She called Kathy over and said in a choked voice "Do me a favor and go and pack up a suitcase with all the things you might need for a while." "Why mommy?" asked little Kathy. "Daddy has gone away on a trip to a better place and we have to go somewhere else." The mother went to the desk in the room and addressed a letter to Frank Dummbledor and told him that they were going away for good. She feared for their lives and would not put Kathy in any risk that could be avoided. Though few knew it she had visions of the future, of what would be, she knew their part was not to die in the war of good and evil. Their part was different and would be just as hard…they had to go on living. For at times living is as hard as dying and takes just as much courage. As the mother and daughter got into the cab she looked back at the house and turned away with tears in her eyes, tears for what was and tears for what was happening and most of all tears for what would be.
When Professor Dummbledor got the letter he was extremely sad. This was his only family left in the world. Even though it made him sad he knew that this was for the best. He went back to grading the written exams for his Transfiguration class. Little did he know that he was right and that not even a true seer could have seen all the effects that this mother would have on the world, for this is the way of the future, ever changing and unknown. For in that little girls womb sat the sat the seeds of a great wizard that would either be the worlds savior or destructor and much hardship would befall them both.
No one knew that the spell that had killed poor Billy Jessen would haunt the family for ages causing illness and sadness. Yet it would not have the effect on one of this great line as the caster had expected. Indeed it would come back to haunt his own line and so were the two family's fate intertwined in ways that none could see. For even pain and suffering make us stronger and after time that strength becomes part of us, and none can take that strength away. Strength such as this would be needed in the years ahead for an evil had awoken that would cast the world into darkness eternal unless it was stopped.