A/N: Hi. I'm slightly pissed right now. A reviewer with the penname The Anti Mary Sue posted a review on the first chapter, and she a) obviously doesn't understand foreshadowing or what a Metamorphagus is, b) I like to differentiate shades, c) to establish the plot, I need to start somewhere, d) has an unneeded abundance of sarcasm, e) that a ten year old would recieve a Hogwarts letter if their birthday is after Sept. 1 and f) that I don't give a flying squirrel f*ck that she thinks Talia is annodd middle name or that she thinks Jenna is a Mary Sue. Deal with it. Anyway, on to the first chapter.

In a small Irish town, a small boy with brown locks and eyes the colour of coals sat quietly in his bedroom as his pureblood parents held a meeting with other purebloods.

Young Aiden, of eleven years old, was very impatient. His Hogwarts acceptance letter should be arriving any day.

A tapping outside his window diverted his attention from his miniature Quidditch pitch.

After cracking the window, a small, tawny owl flew in with a creme coloured envelope clutched in its feet.

Green scrawl across the front read:

Aiden Spring

The Back Bedroom,

Number 7, Hawthorne Place,

Ireland

Turning over the envelope, he caught sight of the Hogwarts coat of arms, a badger, a snake, an eagle, a lion and the letter H.

Eagerly, Aiden pried open the envelope and scanned the letter. He smiled giddily at the letter. He was going to Hogwarts.

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A small girl of eleven, with blonde curls and eyes the colour of rubies sat, huddled up, in the corner of her bedroom. Nightmares of an evil, vile man who had done horrible things to the child, had been plaguing her mind for nearly a year.

A knock at the front door of her family's manor shocked her out of her stupor.

She stood up, wiping the tears from her eyes, and walked out of her room, down a flight of stairs and into the foyer.

'Hullo?' she asked blearily.

'Hello dear. I'm lookin for Rose Killarny.' a maternal voice answered.

'That would be me.' she stated.

'May I come in?' the woman asked. Rose pulled the door open enough for the woman, who had sand coloured curls and eyes like pencil lead, into the house.

'Mum! Dad! There's somebody at the door!' Rose called down the hall. Her parents, Giselle and Henry, shuffled out of their study and gazed upon the strange woman in the violet cloak.

'Hello. My name is Calanna Anderson. I represent Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I must explain something.' the woman said, once the three Killarnys were seated in the family room.

'Young Rose has a special gift. She has been blessed with the ability to perform magic.' Calanna explained.

'My daughter, a witch.' her father mused.

'Indeed, Mr. Killarny. Rose is what we call a muggleborn. Neither parent was magical.' Calanna continued.

'Rose will start at Hogwarts on the first of September. Here is a list of school supplies, a map to Diagon Alley, and her train ticket for King Cross. I hope to see you there.' Calanna finished. When she was done, she disappeared with an enchanting "pop".

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The Skoll twins were anxious, to put it in mild terms. They had turned eleven last week, and they were waiting (im)patiently for their Hogwarts letters.

Tom and Eve, one raven haired, one blonde, and raven eyed, were the only children of Alanna and Carter Skoll, a pureblood witch and a muggle, who were murdered by Death Eaters. Tom and Eve had grown up in France, with their godparents.

A whizzing sound jolted them away from their game of Exploding Snap long enough to grab the two letters that were shoved through the mail slot.

Matching grins broke out over their faces at the coat of arms on the back of the envelope.

Breaking the wax seals in record speed, they scanned the letters quickly and hugged each other.

They were going to Hogwarts.

Running from their shared room to the kitchen, they tackled their godfather in a massive hug, showing him the letters.

He grinned.

Their godmother gave them monster hugs in congratulations.

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Jenna Evans sat quietly at the table with Miss Abbrams as she explained something to her.

'Young witch, there are many types of people in the Magical world. One type is called a Seer. We can see certain parts of the future, and I see yours will nearly rival that of your cousin. A new Dark Lord has risen from his hatred and dishonesty. He will try and eliminate those who oppose him. He will try to kill any person related by blood to his mortal enemy, Harrison Potter. His name, I do not know. Please, be wary, my dear Jenna. I do not wish to recieve notice you have been mortally injured or killed.' Miss Abbrams explained. Jenna sat, wide eyed in shock. So soon after the Dark Lord's defeat, another had risen.

A/N: Thank you to those who sent in their OCs. There is still a few more days for you to do that, so keep sending them in. I regret to inform you, you can't do that via review, so please PM them. To all who have, I will work your OCs into the story gradually, with bits of info shining light onto them and Jenna. QOTC: Harry, Hermione and Ron's full names. Ten House points to the right answer. No house, no points.