Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Harry Potter and the canon characters, but I do own the plot and some of the characters.
Chapter 1:
The girl sat on the step in the cold dreary weather. Her cloak was wrapped tightly around her body. What fate had come upon her? She had never asked for this, never asked for them to take over her life. What was she supposed to do when her family finally showed up for her? Turn them down. It was her family, her true real family. Shouldn't she assume they would love her and take care of her rather than abandon her again. Though the abandonment at the age of five had given her doubt. What parents dump their five year old on someones doorstep and don't reappear for another ten years? Though Tante Elisa was nice. The French woman had insisted that she would be called aunt from the girls young age.
The door at the top of the steps opened and out stepped a tall dark figure. "In Elena," the figure said in a rough voice. How did he, assuming it was a he, know her name? Elena followed the figure though, maybe she would find herself reunited with Tante Elisa who had protected her all these years. But…maybe these were the bad people that Tante had warned her of. The people who for some unknown reason wanted Elena. Through the house they went the young fifteen year old girl with her dark hair swinging between her shoulders and the dark figure cloaked so their face wasn't visible. The house was large and after a few minutes of silence they approached a large oak door. The cloaked figure rapped with their knuckles three times. The door swung open to reveal some sort of meeting. And there at the end of the room chained were her parents, her true parents, the ones she knew not their name. No they were only the family that had abandoned her.
"Daughter of Isidora," said the man at the end of the table. "We have been waiting many years for you to come and join us."
A woman to the right of the man cackled, Elena just stared. What was going on here. Why was she here? Who were these people? And why were her parents here? Weren't they the ones who had abandoned her at this place? Maybe they were working with the bad people…but then why were they chained up. Had they done something wrong for bringing her here? So many questions that Elena had. When she finally had found her voice she said quietly, "Who are you? Why am I here?"
"Ah you don't know," the man pointed a pale finger at a chair in the middle of the table across from the woman who had laughed earlier. "Sit. Sit. There across from Bellatrix." Elena sat down stiffly and waited patiently. "There that's good," the man said to her. "I'm the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort I am called. You are here because of the prophecy," a laugh escaped the mans lips as Elena just stared. Was she supposed to know what he was talking about? Elena knew of no prophecies. "Ah you don't know. Well here is the precise prophecy I talk off…or at least the parts we are able to recover." The man cleared his throat as if to make a lengthy speech.
The first known child
the daughter of Isidora
shalt know the power
of nothing before
"Who is Isidora?" Elena asked as she listened to the so called prophecy. What was it supposed to mean and what did it have to do with her?
"My dear," a woman across the table with long blonde hair said with a short laugh. "You are the daughter of Isidora," she pointed where her mum was chained. "That is Isidora, Isidora Black, my dear 2nd cousin and your dear mum."
The pieces of the puzzle began to fit together in Elena's head. She was part of some psychotic prophecy and these people wanted her because she had, as the prophecy said, power of nothing before. But that made no sense, Elena was home schooled by Tante Elisa from the age of five, how did she have any power whatsoever. Her powers were limited. She acted like a, what was the term, Muggle. She acted non-magical. Her Tante taught her everything she knew about magic, she studied magic by night, attended performing arts Muggle school by day. How was she powerful? She didn't even know much magic or understand it.
"It is hard for you to understand," the man who was known as the Dark Lord said. "Look we understand how you are mad that your parents have abandoned you. I understand, I was abandoned to at my youth."
Elena looked up at the man shocked. This man, who looked creepy in a way, was an abandoned one also. This had to be a good thing, abandonment was something that she had gone through and she truly was mad at her parents, yes in a way she wanted her revenge on them for being so cruel to her and abandoning her when she was young. "You really truly understand," she asked quietly to the man.
"Yes, of course we do," he replied with a glance at her parents still in the corner chained up. "We feel the pain of your past. That is why we have your parents here tonight as our special guests. We want you to know that we want to help you. We hope you will accept us and train with us."
Elena stared she wasn't sure what to say. "Tante Elisa," she blurted out all of the sudden. If she was to go with these people then Tante would have to be with her to support her. Ever since she was abandoned for the second time she didn't think she could live without Tante. Tante was the one who kept her together. She was the one who was her mother. Not this Isidora woman, she was only the one who claimed her as a child. She didn't truly know Elena. No one knew that Elena was a dancer, an actress and wanted nothing more than to live a happy life without all these terrible things happening to her. She wished she could still be home, with Tante.
"Yes, Miss Elisa Burrough," the man said as he tapped his fingers. "If she wishes to stay with you when you aren't at school she may. But we insist that you must go to school, Hogwarts. Under the finest headmaster it has had…Severus Snape." A man with dark hair looked up and nodded at Elena. "Draco will help you, he is in fact related to you somewhat. He is two years older." Another person acknowledged Elena. This time it was a pale boy with platinum blonde hair. He nodded at Elena before staring back at the table.
"Oh thank you sir," Elena said excitedly. She would make Tante Elisa see since on staying with her when school was out, but she supposed she would have to go to school. If it was what the man wanted then she supposed it would have to happen.
~Sarah