Hey everyone,
I officially hate computers right now. I was at work and was tweaking a new challenge that I got from DZ2's forum, when my account crashed and the few new challenges that I had put down were gone, all because I had forgotten to save at the end of #21 and was still working #22 when it happened, so that sucks.
On another note, I would like to inform you all that I followed DZ2's example and that I am now also the proud owner of a forum where you can post your own little challenges. I put most of those, if they catch my interest, here on this series, so go ahead. Go to my profile, click the link and post a challenge for me.
I dare you, haha,
Venquine1990
Challenge #21
The Last Evans
August 1986
Unknown POV
It seems so long ago. So long ago since my little sister Lily went camping with two of her closest friends, only for one of her friends being the only one to return from the camping trip as the parents of her other friend decided to move somewhere else on the last day of the camping trip – and to take my little sister along on the move.
My father had insisted on calling the cops on them, yet my mother had refused because the both of them, me and my sister were all magical. My mother on the other hand wanted to call on the Aurors, yet because the people who had kidnapped my daughter were Muggles, did my father protest against doing this as well.
Not even me shouting and screaming and crying at them made them decide on what to do and so in the end they both decided to just move into the Muggle world in the hopes that our chance to find my sister would increase, yet this was not the case and after two years, did my father make a decision I am still not too happy with.
He decided that I should be homeschooled and while I got to keep my friends, while I got to continue getting brilliant grades, top-notch tutors and the best of the best for study-materials, did I still miss the chance to interact with those my age, older and younger and were the chances of me meeting my friends decreased significantly.
Still, there was one person throughout my entire time being homeschooled who helped me feel as if I was actually with her at Hogwarts School. Amelia Suzanna Bones is an incredible woman and was also an incredible student, being in Ravenclaw and having a very open mind while she wrote me twice to trice a week.
Her favorite topic starting her fourth was a group of four boys called the Marauders, who loved pulling pranks were very good-looking and more often than not targeted those that bullied others, people who later became even worse by joining a madman out for the domination of all of Magical Britain: Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord.
Amelia had not been happy with this person and he had very much been her inspiration to join forces with the Department for Magical Law Enforcement. Yet it had not just been her who had taken action as my father had given Port Keys to all of my friends and given them and their families the order to use them in case of threat.
I know that these Port Keys saved a couple of lives, but not all as Amelia had actually lost her entire family bar her young niece, yet it had been another person she had introduced me to, who had also lost loved ones, who had been the one to convince my dad that it was time for my family to return back to the fold of the Magical World.
Remus Lupin. A werewolf with a heart of gold, who had been one of the Infamous Marauders and who had been trying to fully integrate into the Muggle World for a full year after he lost four of his friends in only one night.
Remus barely speaks of the night that this happened, but whenever I ask him about his friends, does his entire face light up and does his voice get a joyous tone that to me makes it sound as if he's singing. Then again I can't really call myself a fair judge of character as I am head over heels in love with the man.
Amelia had been the one to hook us up after she discovered what Remus had been trying and right on the first date had I fallen for the man as just seeing him approach had made butterflies fly in swirls and circles around inside my stomach and had made me feel as if I saw him walking over while being alighted by a Divine Light.
The baggy clothes that still looked fashionable, the shaggy grayish brown hair that slightly covered his forehead and gave deep shadows to his strong amber brown eyes, the scars that made him look rough and dangerous, while at the same time his smile and the look in his eyes reminded me of a newborn puppy waiting to be held and loved.
Remus Lupin had screamed Mr. Perfect to me from the moment we met, yet I had not told him this until our third date, when Remus had felt comfortable enough to confess to me about his disease. When I returned that honesty with how I thought of him on our first meeting, had I apparently made his life complete.
The man had been shocked to hear what I had to say at first, but once the shock wore off, had he become very emotional and cried with me, clinging to my shirt as he told me how those thoughts and beliefs made me his Destined Soul Mate, someone he didn't think he would ever come across after losing his friends.
I had been shocked beyond words that me falling for the man upon first sight made me actually his by Destiny, yet my father – who had been slightly against the bond – had been convinced that Remus was the guy for me, yet Remus had proven true to his traditions, courting me for a good three and a half years before he proposed.
That is now a few months ago, our first meeting having been almost four years ago now and while I really want to think back on the romantic way that Remus asked me to marry him, does Amelia take me that chance by breaking me from my daydream and asking: "Ready to go, Mss soon to be Lupin?" A laugh to her tone as she asks.
Dad himself had not been happy with the fact that I would take Remus' name upon my wedding, but because he was my Dominant partner by Werewolf rights, did dad agree to the terms and ever since then has Amelia been helping me get used to the new name by constantly repeating that same joke whenever she gets the chance.
I nod at my friend and take her arm, Amelia Apparating us to Diagon Alley, where we pass through and into one of the side alleys over to the same little lunch bar as where Remus and I had our first date. Just by coming here do I know that my fiancé has something important he wants to discuss with me, yet we arrive first.
Taking our seats, we only have to wait for the first waiter to arrive before Remus joins him in his trip to our table and while the waiter seems to recognize Remus in an unpleasant way, does he prove himself a professional as he takes all of our orders and when he leaves, does Remus kiss me on the lips before he says:
"Sorry I'm late. I've been thinking about this for a long time and it took me some time to gather my courage together and tell you my thoughts, really." This is something that really intrigues me as Remus has become more and more open with me the longer our relationship grew and I lie a hand on his as I ask:
"What is it? Is it something about the wedding?" Remus nods at this and I grow worried as I know that the man still carries many insecurities about himself with him, insecurities that sometimes make him wonder why I am still with him, but then Remus takes a deep breath and I steel myself mentally as he sighs and says:
"Ambrose, my love. I – I want our wedding to be on Halloween." This shocks and startles me, but apparently pleases Amelia, who smiles and says: "Good of you to decide on that, Remus. I'm sure they will be very proud to hear this." Which instantly helps me catch onto what is currently being spoken without words.
Remus wants us to be married on the same day he lost his four best friends, a fact that brings tears to my eyes and makes me kiss Remus with great love on the same time that our waiter returns with our drinks. Remus and I, however, don't care about that as we happily kiss before Remus parts his lips from mine and asks:
"So you agree?" And I smile widely as I retort: "Definitely. And do you agree to hold a toast to them during the reception?" Remus' face lights up at this idea and Amelia says: "Those two Potters will be so happy to watch over you as you get married on that day. It will be a sign to them that you have really moved on, Remus."
But the man sobers up and shakes his head as he says: "I can never fully move on, Amelia. Not from friends that were as close to me as they were. Ambrose is my Mate, but they – they were my pack." Amelia nods and then I decide to unravel something that has been bugging me for quite a few years now as I say:
"How do they look anyway? I never saw any pictures of them, not even when we had a dinner date at your place." The man cringes and says: "I was afraid you would only want me because I knew the parents of the Boy-Who-Lived. By the time I realized different, did I just forget to put them all back. It just felt easier to cope that way."
The two of us nod and Remus takes out his wallet, pulling a small picture from the item and using his wand to enlarge the picture until it looks more appropriate above a mantelpiece or something and while the man wipes away a few pieces of thread, does he hand it over and say: "Ambrose, meet James, Lily and Harry Potter."
And while the man lowers his voice down to a hushed tone at the end, as the Alley is probably crawling with those who want a piece of the so-called Boy-Hero, even after almost five years, do I pay more attention to finally seeing those Remus cares so much about, only to get the shock of a lifetime as I look at the picture.
My arms tense, my breath catches halfway up my throat, my skin whitens and my hand tremble as they take hold of the picture, my soft Marigold colored eyes tearing as they focus on only a single part of the entire picture. The woman who is standing up while holding her new born son; both of their eyes a startling emerald green.
Looking at the two sets of emerald green eyes, do I feel my heart tearing up as looking at this picture confirms something I have feared since Voldemort became a threat; that my sister would become his victim and that I wouldn't be able to get back to her before him. The thought that this fact is indeed true tears me apart.
"It's her, isn't it?" Amelia then asks me and when I look at her through my teary eyes, does she ask: "Lily Potter, the girl and woman Remus accepted into his pack. That's your sister, isn't it? The one you lost to her being kidnapped?" I nod, while Remus looks at us both in clear shock and then whisper: "She's dead."
But then Remus recovers from his shock and proves to me why he and I are meant for each other as he says: "She may be, love, but you still have part of her here on this earth. I knew her well, yes, but she also left you her son as Harry survived that night. And I happen to know that – CRAP, NO!" The man then suddenly shouts, shocking us.
"Albus! He never knew that Lily was kidnapped. That Petunia isn't really her sister. He didn't get in contact with her until after her kidnap so as far as he knows, Petunia Dursley is Lily's –." And before he can even finish his sentence, have I rushed out of my booth, through the Alley and the Cauldron and into Muggle London.
Remus and Amelia follow me, Amelia casting a spell to make our wizarding robes look like Muggle clothes, and when I reach a telephone booth, do I reach for the book that is situated next to the telephone itself and I ask: "You said that wrench's name was Dursley. Do you know if she moved somewhere or something?"
Remus nods and says: "She, her husband, son and your nephew live in Surrey. That was all Albus was willing to reveal to me as he didn't want Harry exposed to the Wizarding World until he was ready, due to the fame he got and all, that night." And while the reminder stings at my heart, do I nod at him and leave through the book.
Reaching the Surrey part, do I quickly check the address and telephone number section of this part and feel very happy to quickly find the D under the alphabetized list. After that do I push myself even further into the booth, my face inches from the pages before I say: "Found it. petunia Dursley, Privet Drive #4, Little Whinging, Surrey."
And while I memorize this address, does Amelia smile at me and say: "You and Remus go ahead and use the Knightbus to get there. I'll return to the Ministry and make this an official case. If Petunia knew that Lily was kidnapped, then she is basically kidnapping Harry right now and I can arrest her for it. Give me 15 minutes max."
At this Remus and I nod while I personally feel very, very touched to have a friend that is willing to do so much to help my case and one very bumpy bus ride later, do Remus and I get off of the Knight bus, me having to stretch out my arms to keep my balance as I say: "A bloody Rollercoaster is nothing compared to that contraption."
And Remus nods as we had gone on several roller coasters throughout our relationship, Remus even taking me to a theme park for our two year anniversary, which had been the first time either of us had ever been on one, yet that one ride had gotten us hooked for life, due to how exhilarating and exciting it felt to ride them.
I then regain my balance and look around, my eyes widening and my heart sinking down my stomach as I see how simple and plain the neighborhood is, all of the houses completely similar to the one next to them and the only differences able to be found being the numbers on the mail boxes and the cars parked in the driveways.
"My nephew lives here? This whole place screams equality in the worst kind of way. There's no life, no excitement, no imagination anywhere. How can anyone live here?" I whisper to myself, my eyes trying to find a hint that could indicate that my nephew lives here, but then my attempt gets interrupted by a voice asking:
"Excuse me, can I help you?"And when I look to my side, do I see a woman who has vale blonde hair, a neck that is too long to be normal, who has a bony kind of body structure and who is holding the hand of a boy who resembles a baby whale more than a kid with the amount of fat he has and how many chins dangle under his face.
The sight of this fat little kid, who is actually screaming and yelling at his mother while kicking one of her shins shocks me, but then I take another look at the woman herself and – as if my mind's eyes and my actual eye become one – do I recognize the woman for the girl that took my sister camping – only to take her from me afterwards.
The fact that I am standing in front of the woman who kidnapped my baby sister angers me and I look again at the kid, feeling relieved when I see that his eyes aren't emerald green as that proves that this isn't my nephew, before I turn to the woman and say: "Well Petunia, I thought that after 30 years, it's time I come visit."
And the way that the woman tenses from her lower legs all the way to her forehead, how her arm tensing actually makes her son lose his balance and fall on his face and how her skin whitens and her eyes widen make me smirk in glee as I have no doubt that the bony wrench of a woman recognizes me for who I am:
Ambrose Marianne Evans.
There it is!
I will admit that there are a few changes to the text, but the concept of what took place and what happened in the memories is still the same, which is what was most important to me. The next challenge was also lost to me, but that one was still being worked on, so with that I can only improve don't you agree.
See yah next time,
Venquine1990
Okay guys, get ready for another interesting challenge that I think has some real potential;
DZ2's 'The Last Evans' Challenge
Plot: Harry was left with the Dursleys because Petunia was Lily's sister, right? WRONG!
Rules: Grey or Dark Harry
Petunia must have lived close to Lily, but she is NOT her sister
The real sister must come for Harry at some point before his first year at Hogwarts
Like Lily, the real sister must have a plant name
Manipulative Dumbledore
Severus CANNOT hate Harry, but take an interest in his health, wellbeing and home life
When the real sister comes for Harry, she must 'deal with' Petunia and 'repay' her 'kindness' towards her nephew
Whatever reason the real sister has for not getting Harry in the first place is up to the writer
All pairings are welcome
When Harry goes to Hogwarts, he is not as blind or weak as people want
Guidelines: Pureblood Lily
The real sister is engaged/going out with/married to someone from the HP world that's a friend of Harry's
Severitus
The real sister knows about the prophecy
The real sister knows a unique class of magic
Crossovers
When Harry goes to Hogwarts, he takes the Evans name rather than keep the Potter one
The real sister is Harry's real Mother (what this means for Lily is up to you)
Slash pairing
As a bigger twist, the 'real sister' IS Lily alive and well
Forbidden: Weak Harry
Harry being kept at the Dursleys
Petunia as Lily's sister
Good Dumbledore
The Dursleys getting away with their treatment of Harry
Severus Bashing
Other than that, it's up to you