Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters. Anything you don't recognize is in fact mine, which is most of the first chapter! lol
Chapter 1
The Promise
Whispers could be heard a mile away that night. The night when a whole family was torn apart. No one understood, and probably no one will, but until then the survivors had their memories. Memories of the happier times, times when laughter filled the Potter household. Unknown to friends, that one night would change their lives more drasticaly than they could ever have imagined.
"What are you going to do?"
Remus looked up from the crib he was standing in front of. He shrugged his shoulders in reply to the woman's question.
"Remus, talk to me. I know this is hard for you. It's hard on all of us. I know how close you were to all of them." Tonks leaned against the door frame, her bright pink hair curling around her face. Remus looked at her, not focusing. He hadn't been able to focus on much since that night, two weeks ago. "Remus, please."
"I don't know what to do." He looked back down at the crib. Pretending not to notice the baby smiling up at him, arms outstretched to be held. "I can't do this alone." he whispered.
"You know you are not alone." Tonks replied. "We will all help in any way we can... I'll help you. You know that."
"I can't do this without Lily." He said. Tonks knew he meant raising the baby.
"Sure you can." She said reassuringly. She reached for his arm, but he jerked it away. "Look, Remus, I know this is hard, but you need to move on, you need to be there for Selina."
"I've already made arrangements. I'm sending her to her mother."
"Remus, no!" Tonks replied, shocked. "No, no I won't let you, she isn't fit, you and I both know that."
"I'm sorry, but this isn't your call, Tonks." Remus glared at his friend. "I have a right to say what I think is best for my daughter."
Tonks stood, speechless from the anger in his voice."Wh-where is she?"
"I tracked her down in the States. Rhode Island, or something like that."
"I don't get it Remus... why?"
"I'm not well, Tonks, we all know that. I can't have my daughter around me when I change."
"Did you ever think maybe she had a part of you in her?"
Remus shook his head. "She is almost two, I would have seen it by now."
"So when is she leaving?"
"Tomorrow."
"I'll miss you Seely." Remus whispered as tears stung his eyes. He kissed the laughing baby in his arms. "I wish things were different. Someday, I'll find you, Seely."
A young woman stood on his front porch, tapping her foot impatiently. "Look, Remus, we are going to miss our flight." Amanda Holland stared at her ex. Remus gave his daughter one last kiss and reluctantly handed her over.
He stared after them as she walked away. "Seely I'll find you, I promise."
5 years later
"Selina! No, don't put that in your mouth!" Amanda Holland yelled at her seven year old daughter. "No! That's bad!"
"Why?" Selina looked up at her. "It tastes good."
"I don't care. Don't do it." Amanda stated, a little to harshly for a seven year old. Selina's green eyes filled with tears, her lower lip started to quiver. "No, Selina,
please don't cry!" Amanda reached for her daughter. It was too late. Sparks flew from the wet stick she was holding in her hand. "No, Selina, stop it!" Selina dropped the stick that had just recently been in her mouth.
6 years later
A letter slid through the mail slot on the door. An eleven year old picked it up. Ms. Selina Holland, The Kitchen, #8 Holly Circle, Providence, Rhode Island, 07223, USA. "Mom! I got a letter!" Selina yelled, racing back to the kitchen table while ripping it open. Amanda stumbled into the kitchen and fell down in the seat Selina was heading for. "Selina poor me a drink."
"No Mom, it's ten in the morning."
"Do I look like I give a flying fuck!"
Selina place the half open envelope on the table and obliged her mother. "What the hell is this?" Amanda preceeded to rip open the envelope, partially ripping the letter. Selina tried to object, but before she got the words out the smell of vodka made her gag. "'We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hoggle's School of Witchcraft'?" Amanda looked at her daughter. A ray of hope dawned upon Selina. "No, most certainly not. I am going to write this 'School' and deny."
"What? No!"
5 years later
An older, much more mature Selina Holland walked the halls of HSW, the all-girls witchcraft school she now attended. The Headmistress had called for her. She had never done anything wrong, she was valedictorian for the second year in a row... Maybe she was being summoned to be told that she was chosen for the foreign exchange program. Yes, that was it. "Bertie Botts." She said aloud when she reached the second statue from the window on the right. The statue slid back a few feet to reveal a hidden passage wih a staircase leading further down into the floor.
Carefully, she took the first step. The walls were cracked from age, ivy crawling from behind each stone. In the distance she heard someone singing, very offkey. The stairs curled in downward, deeper and deeper underground. As she pushed open the havy wood door a voice called to here. "Don't come in.. I'm naked!"
"Beouregart! Mind your tongue!" A second, more soothing voice, scolded. "Come in, my child, and don't mind that old crow!" Selina folllowed the direction that the headmistress had pointed and saw an amazingly large crow. "Have a seat Selina, i have some very troubling news." Selina sat in the overstuffed arm chair across from the headmistress, Anita Carleson.
"Wh-what is it, Professor?" Selina forced out. She couldn't help but notice the trouble in her role model's eyes. She looked up to Professor Carleson as a teacher and a person. That woman had gone through more in her 35 years than most people had in 90. She new what she wanted and didn't stop at anything to get it.
"I received a letter through muggle post this morning. It.. It was from Saint Mary's Hospital in Providence. Your mother died of suicide early this morning, Selina."
The world around her stopped spinning. She stared at the Headmistress with wide eyes. Though she tried to yell that that wasn't possible she had just recieved an Owl from her mother yesterday, no sound came out. That was it. It was over. She barely heard the rest of the conversation. She listened to the plans that were made for her without reply. She was going to England. She would be met at King's Cross station by an associate of Professor Carleson's, Molly Weasley. She would meet her father.
A phone rang across the ocean, a young-blonde haired boy rolled over. Barely opening his sparkling blue eyes he grabbed the muggle cell-phone he had hidden from his father for years. "hmmmello..?" He asked irritably.
The voice on the other line startled him so much he became fully awake at the sound of it. "Draco?... It's Seely."
Author's note: Hope you liked it! This is the first HPfanfic i've posted but not the first one written.I know it starts a little slow, but please bear with me. hehe. please forgive any spelling errors i may have, i don't have spellcheck hehe. Please review, constructive criticism is welcome, Hyne knows i can use all the help i can get!
