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Chapter 3

Jessica was very impatient to go down to dinner and hear the true story from her aunt, so when she called her down to set the table she practically flew down the stairs. She sat at the table and waved her hand and dishes, silverware and glasses sored from the cabinets to land perfectly on the table.

'' There. All done.'' she said to her aunt, who had an amused look on her face.

'' Looks like someone is really impatient today.'' was all she said.

After they sat to eat, Jessica only had a few bites and then sat staring at her aunt. Susan King sighed and put her fork down. She didn't like to remember those times, neither did she want to tell about them to her niece, who believed in the happily ever after end of the Potter books. Taking a deep breath she began.

'' The whole story is different from the books. Some of the things are real, as they were told by a wizard, but he deliberatelly told a slightly different story. Let's begin from the King family.

'' It is an ancient family name and one in which flows the purest blood, but that wasn't because we tried to make it that way, it just happened. The Kings were never prejudiced against muggleborns and halfbloods, in fact we know a lot of them and are friends with them and muggles alike.

'' In the first war we tried to stay neutral, but after a few caualties we couldn't stay aside and watch, so those of us who could joined the Order. Your parents were too young to join then, but I was the same age as the Potters and their friends. We weren't even at the same school, since I went to Durmstrang, but we got to know each other at the Order meetings. Those days were awful, we were fighting all the time, people were killed and Voldemort kept gaining power. Then in '81, as you know, the Potters were betrayed, Sirius was thrown into Azkaban, and little Harry Potter became the boy who lived.

'' Your parents finished school, got married and we all lived a nice life for almost ten years. Then there was the first time we heard again about Voldemort, from Harry in his first year, after that Sirius escaped in Harry's third year and then, the year after that you were born. Your parents were so happy, I don't think I ever saw them like that before. You were tested a few weeks later and we learned you were a white mage, which made us all so proud.

'' But things only got worse from there. That summer Voldemort returned, and the old Order was called to meet again. This time we had new recruits, your parents among them. It wasn't bad at first, we thought we would win easily, but we had traitors in our midst we didn't know about. Our Headquarters was betrayed, the names of the members were revealed and somehow Voldemort found out about you. He made a proposition to your parents to join him and raise you accordingly or give you to him then. Neither of those options was agreeable, so you parents went into hiding. After almost a year and the death of Dumbledore we decided that you should leave the country.

'' So your parents did the only thing possible in order to keep you safe. They gave you to me, even though it broke both their hearts, and asked me to take you as far away as possible. Before I left, they asked me to cast a spell to erase their memories, in case they were caught. I brought you here, since I knew this place from my school days. In Britain things weren't going well. A lot of Order members were killed and the Dark side was winning. The final battle of Hogwarts was especially bad. Almost everyone was killed, among them Harry and Voldemort, who killed each other. That left a lot of Death Eaters and few Order members, so from then till now, for the last 13 years, the Death Eaters are almost winning. There is a small resistance, but it isn't enough and I'm afraid soon it will all fall.

'' I know this isn't the beautiful story you read in those books and I know you expected to hear more about your parents, especially where they are now, but I do not know. I lost contact with them when I left and I was getting the news from our house elves from the the estate there, which we used to call the Castle.''

Jessica sat at the table and didn't know what to think. Her parents didn't even know her. Harry Potter didn't get to live happily ever after with Ginny and their kids. So many lives lost because of one man. Most of all she kept wondering what her life would have been had there been no war and had she grown with her parents, in England, at the Castle and with magic.

When Jessica finally looked up at her aunt, there was a gleam in her eyes that made Susan hesitate. That was the same look her brother often wore when he had an idea, a very dangerous and impossible idea.

'' Let's make a time turner!''