Author's notes - The main character of Abby is my own, however, I have borrowed some great characters from the Harry Potter series written by JK Rowling. I am basing my story on her series background, however, please excuse any errors as I have taken liberties in order to make this story my own.

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Abby was having so much fun, spending Harry's money in Diagon Alley with Mrs. Weasley, Jennifer and Hagrid. They had started the day at Flourish and Blotts. She had bought several books from the bookstore, including her own copy of "The Boy Who Lived" and an autobiography about her father's rein as headmaster of Hogwarts.

They then visited the Owl Emporium and the Magical Menagerie, as baby Jennifer loved to play with the different creatures. They ate a small lunch at the Leaky Caldron and then they had visited Madame Lightfoot's Wardrobe, where Abby had purchased her first set of robes.

Abby and Hagrid had just left Gringott's Bank where they went after lunch after dropping Mrs. Weasley and Jennifer at Fred's for an afternoon nap. He had a small loft apartment above the magic shop. Mrs. Weasley told Abby to have fun, that she would be waiting for them to return in time for supper.

Abby had not much cared for Gringott's. The goblins where quite snotty and the roller coaster ride to her family vault made her stomach upset. Her vault had been very large and very full. Tolbken, the goblin that had shown Abby to her vault, had commented that Abby could spend one hundred galleon's a minute for the rest of her life and would not spend a tenth of her fortune. Abby had withdrawn some money, some to keep and some to deposit back into Harry's account. She gave Tolbken money to put back in Harry's account, to replace the amount she had spent earlier that morning.

Now, travelling through the street along with Hagrid, Abby was delighted. He was such a loveable old man, a man huge in body, spirit and mind. He wore his heart on his sleeve for everyone to see, and he was too naïve to care what others thought of him as he labored past. He reminded her of an overgrown child as he chatted about his relationship with Harry, his creatures in the Forbidden Forest and his half brother Grawp.

They had stopped at Humphries, a dark building located near the turn to Knockturn Alley. Abby waited by the front window, near the door of the shop while Hagrid made his way to the back. She could hear him haggling of the price of flesh eating insect repellent with the shopkeeper.

She was watching the people walk by the store, captivated by their appearance. She saw a hag, battered, torn dirty shawls wrapped around her shoulders, a long, thin nose projecting at least six inches from her face, speckled with warts. She saw a tall blond woman, who must have at one time have been beautiful, walking behind a tall blonde man. Now she seemed withered and defeated. She was still dressed as elegantly as she had been the first time Abby had seen her, in the book about Harry's life. Abby watched as Narcissa Malfoy walked down the street following her husband, Lucius.

Abby, frightened of the man who had caused so much pain in her friends' lives, started to turn away from the window when a slight movement caught her eye. Backing into the shadows near the door of the shop was a man. This man was dressed in long black robes. His dark, raven hair fell in soft shafts around his face. His eyes stood out, the brilliant black orbs, glowing against the paleness of his skin. He had been watching her, and once he noticed Abby looking back, he tried to blend into the darkness of the shadows so he could make his escape.

Abby pushed open the door and stepped outside, not even taking the time to call to Hagrid. She hurried to the spot where she had last seen the man. She looked around and spotted his robes billowing behind him as he made the turn into Knockturn Alley. She followed behind him, trying to catch up, to stop him, though she had no idea what she would do if she did. She did not think he was aware of her behind him, as he stopped at the doorway to Dirk and Blums trade store. She was shocked when he rounded on her.

"Foolish girl, you should never have followed me into this area. What where you thinking? You could have been robbed, you could have been killed!" Abby was shocked by the look in her ex-teacher's eyes. He looked almost as if he truly cared for her well being. However, after learning of his past life, she knew how easily he could fool someone.

"Why did you kill my father?" she asked. "Tell me what you did to my mother!" she demanded. "How could you have pretended to be an ordinary chemistry teacher, how could you have come into my life, after what you did to my parents?"

The man hung his head, but not before Abby caught a glimmer of emotion pass his eyes. She knew she must have been mistaken, when he raised his head and with clenched teeth informed her, "I did what I had to do, what I was told to do. Foolish girl, you think you know everything that happened, when you know nothing. You listen to that Potter, who thinks he is the Boy Who Has All the Answers! He has no idea what I have been through!"

"Leave Harry out of this! You've done enough to him in this lifetime, you've done enough period!" she yelled at him, raising her fists and pounding on his chest. He stood silently a moment and let her rent her frustrations on him before wrapping his hands around her own, and pulling her closer to him, where she cried against him, to weak in her spirit to fight him.

"Silly chit," he whispered into her hair, "so much like your mother. She had a temper too. You can believe me or not, but I never meant to do your family any harm. I loved your mother in a very brotherly fashion; your father was the closest I had ever had to a true father of my own. I don't have any way to repair the damage I have already done, but perhaps I can fix one thing for you."

He pushed Abby away from him gently. Her grief kept her obedient, even as he raised his wand in front of her. She did not hear what he said because as he opened his mouth Abby heard a roar of anger come from Hagrid who was barreling down the alley way. She turned her head towards Hagrid as a band of blue light shot from the wand. She sank to her knees as the light pulsed through her and the world took on a blue tinge. With a swish of black, she watched the man disappear from sight and the world went dark.

Abby opened her eyes. She was lying in her room at the Burrow. She turned her head at the sound of grunting coming from beside the bed. Rolling on the floor where two house elves. One was obviously Harry's faithful follower Dobby, the other she had no idea. It wasn't until the elf squeaked, when Dobby tweaked it's long ear, that Abby noted the elf was female.

Mrs. Weasley came rushing into the room followed by Harry. "Oh, dear," Mrs. Weasley wrung her hands, "You two be quite or you will disturb Abbigail."

"It looks like she is already awake," Harry stated as he lowered himself onto the edge of her bed. "How are you feeling?"

Abby looked over herself, as the memory of what happened came back to her. "I feel no different. What kind of spell did he do to me?"

"We don't know, Hagrid did not even see who cast the spell, the alley way you where in was so dark? What ever made you go down into that place?"

"Harry, it was Sn…" she broke off as the little female elf tugged on her gown.

"Mistress, I is sorry to be disturbing you. I is Elli. I is knowing what spell was cast on you. I is knowing that you have your powers back, Mistress," the little elf gushed.

"Elli, leave your Mistress alone, we already know that she doesn't have any powers. The magic did not pass to her. It would have shown itself before now, if she where a witch." Mrs. Weasley made to push the tiny creature out of the room.

"Wait, Mrs. Weasley. Elli, come here, "Abby waited as the elf slowly approached her side again. "Why are you calling me Mistress?"

"I is your servant Mistress," the elf stated, her large eyes solemnly gazing up at Abby. "I is been living at Mistress mother's cottage at Hogsmeade. I keep watch over Mistress's things. I keep Mistress's other lazy servants on their toes. I make sure Mistress's house stays clean. Mistress's mother told me to stay there and keep her things in order until her daughter comes for them."

"My mother knew that I would find my way here? But Elli, if you knew about me, why did you not come to me when I first arrived at Montgomery Manor?" Abby asked.

"Mistress's mother told Elli not to come to Mistress until her magic was unbound. You'se has your magic back now, so Elli comes. I is also in charge of protecting the wand that belonged to the mother of my mistress."

Elli withdrew a wand from behind her back. It was about nine inches long, made of willow. "Elli tooks great care of you'se wand, ma'am. It is a very special wand. No other like it. It is the only wand what has two magical items inside it's core, a hair from the head of a centaur and a tear from the eye of a phoenix."

"If this is truly your mother's wand, then Elli is right. That wand is very special," Mrs. Weasley spoke up, 'The hair came from Firenze. He almost lost his life when the rest of the centaurs learned what he did. The tear of course came from Fawkes. It was the only other thing he gave to a wand besides the two feathers which we all know of."

"Now, if you where truly bound, as Elli said, then we now know why you did not learn about you before. It also explains the large amount of magic the Ministry detected in your area when you where born. You can only bind someone's magic before they are born."

"Well, there is only one way to find out." Harry handed the wand to Abby. The weight was comfortable in her hand; the wood, warm. She could feel a tingle coming from the wand into her hand. Raising her hand, she pointed her arm towards the doorway. She looked into Harry's eyes and saw the love shining back. She repeated the only spell she could remember at that moment, one she had learned was a favorite of Harry's.

"Expecto Patronum!" she yelled out. No one was expecting what happened next. A bright silver stream burst from the end of the wand. The force of the spell pushed Abby back into the bed. From the end of her wand the stream took form. A large bird took shape and began to fly around the room. Abby gasped as the image of Fawkes flew over her head, in silent circles, for several long seconds before fading away into a silver mist.

"Bloody Hell!" yelled Mrs. Weasley. Harry just stood there, his mouth agape. Dobby had fled into the corner of the room, frightened by the force of the spell. Elli stood at the end of the bed, her smile parting her face from ear to ear.

"I'ze said Mistress's wand was special. I is knowing her magic is returned alright. I is done my duty. I is returning home now." With a loud crack, Elli was gone.

"I thought I was advanced, learning that spell. Wait until Lupin gets his hands on you." Harry said. "Well, looks like you'll be joining me at Hogwarts this year. I wonder how many seventeen year old first-years they have had."

"Join you at school, what do you mean, first year?" Abby asked.

"Well, I have to go back to teach my classes this year. You're looking at the new Potions instructor. And I expect you to behave in my class, my love. I wouldn't want to have to keep you for detention," he laughed.

Abby just smiled at him, "First we have to see if Professor McGonagall will allow me to join Hogwarts at my age. Mrs. Weasley, how come no one ever thought about my magic being bound before?"

Mrs. Weasley shook her head, "It is not a common practice because it takes so much magic to perform the spell. The mother can not do it alone, as it often causes a very difficult labor, and would weaken her too much, killing her before the baby is born. It can only be done when the spell caster has permission from the mother and only the spell caster can unbind the magic. Your mother must have trusted the person who cast the spell very much. Can you describe the person to us?"

Abby met Harry's eyes as she answered the woman, " I know exactly who cast the spell on me in the alleyway. It was Severus Snape."

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Once again I hope you like the way the story is developing. Soon we will be learning of what Snape has been up to. It's time for some to learn that things aren't always what they seem. One young lady is about to learn that lesson. Thank you to everyone who leaves a review. I look forward to seeing your comments.