'Come in' a loud voice boomed. She meekly opened the door, using much of her strength as she trotted her way in. Her small steps alerted the adults inside as her bird flew just inches from her.
She looked down as the adults gazed at her in awe. Celine had the blood of angels, her appearance proved that fact, more than any Potter bloodline had inherited in many generations. She was much smaller than children her age 'Celine Potter, look up' the same voice she had just heard said, making her jerk her head up at the indifferent and cold tone. Her eyes looked up to see five pairs of eyes on her. She stepped back, a man with a black wizard robe sat in the middle of the group, he had long black hair that met a little over his shoulder, his eyes were black in contrast to his pale face. He had a tight thin lip and a long noble nose, a sharp jawline with high cheekbones, another lady who wore sage-colored robes, was on the bigger side as her pointed witches hat was crooked, and her white fuzzy hair was in a cute pixie cut as her brown hazel eyes, she gasped as she saw Celine. Her hands to her mouth. A short man who seemed no more than 4'8 who had round glasses set on his nose, his mustache long but his ears were crooked. Another man who wore a suit unlike the others he had a small scar across his right eyebrow, his red hair parted from the side. The other one was a beautiful dark-skinned woman, she had short hair glued to her head in small curls but her dark shades made her look all the more ethereal. She wore golden robes unlike the rest and her crooked hat made of green silk shined bright in the dark ambiance of the room.
'Good morning Ms. Potter, I am Severus Snape, your Potions teacher, this is Ms. Pamona- your herbology teacher, Mr. Filius Flitwick your charms teacher, Remus Flinch your Dark arts teacher and Ms. Aroura, who will be your astrology teacher.' He introduced pointing to each one. Before he could say anything she squeaked out 'please don't call me Ms. Potter' she said lightly, her voice as shaky as her shivering body. She was scared, the gazes of adults she had never seen was terrifying to the her who had been hurt by the adults who were supposed to protect her; they had scarred her. She shook as she spoke, her fear very visible to the five adults.
As the young girl shook after her small demand Snape simply nodded, not wanting to scare the girl he got up and walked to her. His large hand settling on her shoulder as he reached her hight. 'No one is going to hurt you' he whispered, enough for only her ears. She nodded 'we will be conducting a small test to see how far we can put you in your studies, Lord Malfoy, your adoptive guardian tells me you have mastered spells far beyond a fifth years capabilities alone. We will simply test you.' He said.
Remus Lupin was looking at the young girl in awe. She was the daughter of his old friend. He had tried to find attachment to his godson Harry, despite all the chances he had given the boy. He had always failed to see them. He was eternally grateful for him to save Sirius, Harry's godfather but at what cost? Sirius was being hunted like an animal, Harry had sided with Dumbledore whom had killed his real parents. He had done much worse, killed many innocent people under the guise of justice, under the guise of being 'the chosen one'. Looking at the frail shaking girl who seemed to be her twin was unspeakably confusing to him. He knew that James was a corrupt wizard, explains Harry's darkness. James craved for the blood he had not inherited, it drove him mad to the point of harming Lily, a muggle witch whose bloodline was that of great prophets. Lupin saw him self destruct, seeing Harry fall into the same pit pained him. He despised Dumbledore for what he did to the potters, even more after looking at Harry's twin, who had been hidden from everyone, she had been tortured throughout her life.
He bent down with a bright smile looking at her Forest eyes with softness he had shown only to his family. 'Hello Celine, could you show me the Verdimillious Charm' he asked, one of the basic first year spells. She nodded. Puling out her snow white wand surprising the adults in the room. As she flicked her wand, not bothering to say the enchantment lights spared across the room, red sparks of the charm aimed at an empty desk.
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celine- thee of a kind
Fanfictionshe had been abandoned by her twin, used ad abused throughout her life. she was tired and lost. the 15 year old celine who had always been special. she was empty, hiding in the darkness. her only hope was the emotions of her two mates. a magical...
