The Shooting Star

Chapter Five

Apologies for the late posting of this chapter hope you enjoy it.

Here we go..

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Chapter Five

1994

Durmstrang, Far North.

Somewhere in Russia the Durmstrang institution is located, of all the interesting students and faculty members there is Anastasia Potter, our hero or villain if you look on a different side of the story, although the narrative of any other person who is not the victorious will eventually be forgotten.

The triwizard tournament is to take place in Hogwarts, she will have to dye her hair blonde and use her alias "Audrey Johnson"  a halfblood witch who was under the guardianship of a mysterious pureblood Lord as his scion, mixing truth with lies is an effective cover up.

Tom riddle, it seems have been growing at large in Britain, dubbed as Lord Slytherin which is quite amusing as he is now a thorn in Dumblewhore's eye,
Wait and See.

As for Albus Dumbledore, it seems that he is losing his grip gradually, only pertaining his position of headmaster of Hogwarts and supreme Sorcerer, which is way less than before, the light faction in the Wizengamot is cutting him out.

Victor is being pushed by their dreadful headmaster to participate in the death game wanting to return to the school with victory, but unfortunately the fates do not look favorably on their esteemed headmaster as the smell of death reeks of him.

Sooner than later.....

1994 Hogwarts, Great Britain

She washed her face and looked at the mirror, her mask is truly magnificent, her blonde hair suits her, as it brings new light to her eyes. Avada Kedavra.

As she walked the hallway to the great hall, a red head pumped into her, and fell, he fell, she stood towering on him, unmoved.

How pathetic

She passed him to reach the ravenclaws table, and sat beside Luna Lovegood, a peculiar girl she met as she arrived here.

"you've returned"

"yes as i told you i would"

"the champions have been chosen, your school's champion is Victor Crum"

"tsk poor Victor"

Luna smiled at her remark, eerily looking like someone she knew.

Only the smile, no one else is like her

"you promised you would not leave but here you are packing"

"I have to Elly, it's my duty"

"WHO SAID IT WAS? Some man who was a war criminal"

"You of all know that things are not as they seem"

"Elly, promise you will wait for me"

I Promise....

"The blues seem to like you"

Luna's voice snapped her out of her daydreaming, she apologized to Luna for losing track of her thoughts and continued to eat

A chill ran through her spine, she slowly turned to see Lucius Malfoy looking at her, and whispering to his son.

She ignored them, and continued her lunch.

1992 , Durmstrang, Far North

"Hi , my name's Ophelia, and you are?"

"Anastasia"

"Your name's so beautiful" she ooed at her

"So is yours" she laughed at the charming girl.

She saw her around during last year but didn't have the courage to approach her.

Ophelia Jacobs.

An American in cold, cold Russia, discriminated against for the most beautiful black skin and the most beautiful hair, yet that didn't stop her from trying to befriend those around her, and Anna felt the need to hold her and protect her from the world around them, so pure and innocent. Loving and kind.

From that introduction on they became Anna and Elly.

Rarely you see one without the other, always holding hands and whispering to each other.

Acquaintance became friendship and friendship became love.

The pure kind that we all dream of.

Until the dream became nightmare and sweet love was killed in front of her.

And she will always remember Elly smiling, laughing, as she remembers her bloodied. 

And she will not forget nor forgive.