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It was my fifteenth birthday when the Faeries took me away. They told me that it was my time, that I needed to go, the King was calling.
I shouldn't have trusted them. I shouldn't have gone with them.
They took me through the Door. The Door to the other world. The world where the Faeries live. They said the King wanted to meet me, he'd heard so much about me and was curious. I should have known it was more than that.
Ever since I could remember the Faeries have been telling me that I'm his Summer Girl. 'But who is he?' I asked them countless times. I never got an answer in return. But now I know and I desperatley wish I didn't.
I'm his Summer Girl and I'm in love with him.
'But how can I be?' I think furiously. 'How can I be in love with a Winter King?' Summer and Winter do not mix, I should have known that from the start.
If I hadn't have gone with the Faeries then everything would be okay. I would be married to my cousin, the Summer King like I am expected to in the end. I would be living in an endless Summer world with beautiful flowers and blazing sun high in the sky. I would have a large wedding with all my Faerie family and even my Mum and my Faerie Dad. I would have a large white gown like I was promised.
But instead I'm here, lying in Erik's bed naked with him lying beside me equally naked, with his arm draped over my body like ice to my body, behind my families backs, pregnant with a half Winter half Summer baby. Nobody knows anything, except for me and Erik.
I know I'll have to tell them soon, before the wedding. It would not be fair to neither Erik nor Daniel. I really could not be married to the Summer King while in love with the Winter King.
I sit up in the soft bed and Erik's arm falls off my body. I take a glance at the clock and it says 6:03. I sigh, I have to get back soon before people start getting suspicous. I get out of Erik's bed slowly, as not to wake him up, gather my clothes and go into the bathroom.
Climbing into the shower, I think of what I can do to make things right.
I have three choices, three different paths, and I'm not particulary keen on any of them. That's the problem I'm too soft I can't bare to hurt anyone. But in this game, I just guess I'm going to have to.
1. If I wanted to please my family I could marry Daniel, have an abortion and stop seeing Erik. That would leave me and Erik unhappy though and I'll also be killing an innocent child.
2. I could keep the baby and tell my family that it's Daniel's child. Then when it was born I could put Glamours on it, so it would look like a Summer baby. Then I could marry Daniel and continue seeing Erik. But what if someone saw us? I'd definetley be in trouble then.
3. Or, option number three, I could always betray my family by marrying Erik, resulting in them never speaking to me again.
Ah hell. I'm definetley in trouble.
I stared intently at the Winter Manor. It was made out of white marble and glittered in the weak sun. Frost and snow covered the ground.
I clutched my pen tigther as I saw the door opening. I craned my neck over the bush I was crouched behind to see who was coming. It was her. She was coming out. I scribble a note on my notebook.
"6:79 AM, Target leaves Winter Manor."
As she made her way across towards the wrought iron gates the snow melted, leaving a trail of water behind her. She seemed to shine and sparkle brightly in the sun.
She pushed against the gate and it swung open and she set off. I wated a couple of minutes before following her.
Ten minutes later, when we are nearing her house, she stops. She's staring at dying flower on the grass. Her nose is scrunched up, like she's concentrating. She walks over to the flower and picks it up. She brings it to her lips and blows. Even from here, about fifty metres away, I can feel the warmness that she blows out and it felt like you could almost taste Summer.
I smile. It's time for me to make my move.
"That's a pretty good trick that is," I say walking up behind her. She jumps and turns around.
She smiled almost apologetically. "I'm sorry, you started me," she tells me.
I smile. "Never mind. Where did you learn that trick, it's neat?"
"It was just an experiment," she says to me, smiling back. "I just saw it, lying their on the floor, and I thought maybe if I blew Summer into it, then maybe it would come back to life. Then I could take it to my room and put it in some water." She stared at me. When I didn't answer she said, "I should go now, I've got to get back before people start worrying about me." She pointed to her her house as she was talking.
I feigned a look of shock and surprise. "You mean you're one of the Royals? One of the Summer Royals?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm Melody Hope Granger."
"Wow! So your the one who's going to be getting married to Daniel? I mean that's so cool you going to a Summer Queen!" That definetley touched a nerve, and I laughed silently.
"Well, as I've said," Melody told me, "I've got to get back now but it was nice to meet you...?"
"Nice to meet you Adrian."
"Nice to meet you too Queen Melody," I said jokingly as I picked up her hand and kissed it. She looked into my eyes, blushed, and scurried off.
A/N : Okay, so this is my first story on here so it probably isn't very good and dosen't make any sense. The idea just popped into my head and I started writing, so I don't know where this story will go and all I've got for guidance at the moment is a very confused plot bunny running around wildly in my head!
I hope to have the next chapter up soon.
Next: Melody takes a trip down Memory Lane as she remembers what her life was like before the Faeries took her away.