The Britain's Queen

How did he know?

Chrysanthemum walked the length of the train, looking for her friends passing students whispering about her. She wishes she could just be invisible as a group of Gryffindor's whisper and point as she walks by, honestly she's exhausted already and she only just stepped on the train. Ever since last year everyone was treating her as she's some hero when all she did was fight to keep her family safe

Last year, two weeks before 5th year ended Voldemort and some of his death eaters attacked the castle wanting her head. Voldemort had the eye of Odin, something people thought to be lost for 100's of years, until last year when Chrysanthemum fought against him. Her magic was so powerful it knocked the stone out of Voldemort hand and into her own, but the backlash of her magic sent a shock wave towards him and his army

Many lives were lost, many people were arrested and many including Voldemort got away, leaving Chrysanthemum on the ground unconscious, her magic being the only thing keeping her alive. When brought to the castle hospital wing the eye of Odin was gone from her hands, no one knowing what happened to it. Not many wanting to know, all they know is that Chrysanthemum saved their lives once again even after a year of calling her a liar

Of course with what happened, she developed new nightmares adding onto her old ones making it a very hard summer with many beatings from her uncle. Her cousin took care of her after every beating, seeing her magic wasn't healing her as fast as it usually did because it was still getting back to full strength after the hit her core took. Her aunt only looked on with sad eyes but did nothing to help her

"Chris!" Chrysanthemum saw Ron standing by the door of their compartment, she walked over ignoring the eyes on her, closing the door behind her and adding locking charms "You're getting better at that Chris, but try not to over work yourself" Hermione told the auburn haired girl as they hug "I know Moine, that's the first piece of magic I've done all summer"

Which was true, since her core was still healing itself, which she believes will be better by Friday in two days, she couldn't heal herself or really her magic wouldn't heal herself. They all sat down, Hermione and Ron sitting next to each other and Chrysanthemum sitting across from them making sure to not put pressure on her ribs "How was you guys summer?" 

Hermione and Ron talked about what they did that summer and how their families are getting worried about this war brewing over their heads "Everything is going to be okay. I won't let anything happen to you guys" Chrysanthemum promised. She couldn't lose them, they were the only family she got, sure her cousin is better but he can't fix 16 years worth of damage he caused

Soon they got talking about other subjects, when Hermione brought up the political situation that started during the summer, people were wondering if Fudge was really up to the task of being Minister of Magic. Since it was time for elections, Fudge and 15 others are running for the title of Minister of Magic "You know, Chris, some people will probably try and get to know you so you can vote for them" Ron told her eating a chocolate frog

Chis sighed, another thing she hated about being the girl-who-lived. People want to know her only because she can get them stuff "They can try but I will not be supporting anyone. The only thing that I'm doing this year, is planning how to take on Voldemort, getting my Lady Potter rings since I'm of age and protecting you guys" Chris really hoped everything will go to plan

Soon it was time to get off the train, Chris threw on her school robes over her black plaid skirt, her black shirt and black sneakers, keeping pressure off her left leg and ankle. Chris sat in between her god brother Neville and Ron staring off into space as Dumbledore gave his opening speech, reminding students to stay out of the dark forest and that no one was to go near the quidditch pitch until the residual magic from the fight is gone