| ||Rating: 15+||Story Reviews: 11|
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Rose, Scorpius, Teddy, Victoire, OC
Genre(s): Horror/Dark, Romance, Action/Adventure
Era: Next Generation
Pairings: OC/OC, Ron/Hermione, Rose/Scorpius, Harry/OC, Other Pairing
Status: Work In Progress|
First Published: 2012.04.30
Last Published Chapter: 2016.06.20
Last Updated: 2016.06.20
Favorite Story Of: 23 users
| ||Advisory: Contains profanity, Mild violence, Scenes of a mild sexual nature, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers|
They knew that the peace and happiness couldn't last forever. They just never expected what was to come. No one did. Now the children of war must do whatever it takes to silence their oppressors once and for all.
*Fifth in the "Hogwarts, Here We Come!" series*
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And then there was me. Adrianna Eleanor Nymphadora Potter - named after my mum's half-aunt and predecessor to the throne, and Teddy's mum. I was just...well, I was pretty ordinary.
I think I started to have a panic attack. I couldn't breathe and it felt like the walls were caving in on me. Everything around me was getting blurry and I think the room was actually starting to get smaller.
"It's not true!" my mum screamed, shattering another one of our dishes. That was followed by another loud thud and the tinkling of glass breaking. "They can't do this!" "Emmy, please calm down," my dad said so softly I could barely hear him over everything my mum was breaking. "It's going to happen again!" she yelled, throwing a few more dishes. Then there was silence before I heard a soft thud and the sound of my mum crying. "I can't do this again, Harry. I can't."
When we got there, there was a huge crowd gathered around one of the tables. Brielle stood on her tiptoes to look over the crowd, and gave me a grim look. "Guess who's parents were found?" I sighed as we fought our way into the store, got our ice cream and sat down at the little table with our parents. The table my parents were sitting at was roped off like some sort of VIP section and a few of the employees stood near by, keeping away the crowd.
|5||Back To Hogwarts
Already inside the compartment, I saw my cousin Rose, Scorpius - a friend of the family, and Jax, one of my best friends. I let out a sigh of relief knowing that some of my closest friends had been made Prefects as well. This way I knew I wasn't going to be stuck with someone who didn't know or understand me. I would always be partnered with someone I knew that I could work with.
It was hard to imagine that it had ever been so segregated when everything was so mixed up now. People hardly noticed what people's houses were anymore, except for Quidditch. We only sat at our own tables when it was absolutely necessary, like for important meals like the End-of-Term Feast.
Potions was my favorite class and I was probably the best in my year at it. I wanted to be a Healer after Hogwarts and Potions was one of the necessary N.E.W.T.s so I was lucky it came so naturally to me. As soon as I had made a potion once, I could recall it from memory perfectly from that moment on. When I finished my potion, I was smiling. A shimmery silver mist slowly rose from my cauldron and according to my book, that was exactly what was supposed to happen. "Miss Potter, excellent job." "Thank you," I said, beaming. I was going to get an O in this class for sure.
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