The Potter's Daughter

Petrificus Totalus!

   I won't be able to tell my kids that my first day at Hogwarts started with a shiny sky and that I was woken by relaxing bird sounds.  Actually, it was more like this...

   The sky seemed to be in a bad mood, it was really cloudy and it's color variated from light gray up until black. The forbidden forest looked even scarier but for some reason more attractive at my sight than ever. I was, though, I didn't need my muggle alarm, I was awake since five a.m.

   I used the Colloportus charm to lock the curtains in my bed's poles so I could finally change myself in peace. After it, I went down the stairs to the common room and then down again to the bathrooms. There, I washed my teeth and brushed my hair whom after eleven years being straight and thin decided to get all stuffed and wavy. I pretty much liked the changes but something I really hated  didn't change: it's knots.

  With the bathroom problem solved, I went upstairs once again into my room (I'm gonna start having serious muscles in my legs after all these stairs) and grabbed my backpack. Then, ready to eat a great breakfast I headed down to the main hall and repeating all the steps I did last night, I successfully arrived in about ten minutes of slow walking (I really don't need to get lost and late for my classes so I was trying to memorize a bit the castle).  I hoped it was only my head but I thought that at the minute I entered, all the heads from the four tables looked at me. I pretended I hadn't seen anything so I went to the red and yellow table so I could talk to my brother. I knew James would make the situation better and make me feel happy and energetic as he always does.

   I've never been so wrong... I caught him turned to the other side of the entrance doors so he couldn't see me. So, I poked his shoulder making him turn around, "Hey Jamie!" I said already happy to be near someone that really cared about me. 

   However, he looked at my eyes in a very angry way that really scared me, I was already starting to think if I had done something to him when he crossed his arms and said with a very bored tone "what?" I looked around just to notice, once again, that everybody was staring. Seriously, someone should teach those people that it's rude to glare at people like that, mainly when they are talking. "Nothing...I just came to say hi" I managed to produce a weak smile but it quickly faded away as he sighed and answered "Oh, well you said it already. I think is better for your own sake if you go back to your table, cause at the end of the day we are supposed to be enemies aren't we? Go, before you get in trouble with you new friends". And just like that, he turned around. I couldn't believe in what I had heard. My brother wasn't like that, he always said that the houses weren't a big deal because...I guess it didn't matter as long as I was a Gryffindor... 

   "James Sirius Potter," I said, trying not to shout, my voice was strong, the voice my dad said my mum used on him when she was mad. I honestly couldn't see any similarity... I kept going with my speech, I wouldn't tolerate anybody to ruin my first day or any day at Hogwarts or anywhere else. He doesn't have the right and I'm gonna tell him that... "Just as Albus was sorted into Ravenclaw I was sorted into Slytherin do you have any problem with that? I didn't choose my house, but you know what? I'm happy with it!" I was about to turn when he spat out: "Did you at least ASKED for Gryffindor?" He stood up and started shaking his head like he had done last night, I faced him, "No, I didn't, I thought that I was brave enough for Gryffindor but it looks like I'm just stubborn, ambitious, cunning and many other good adjectives of a true Slytherin. I'm proud to be where I am and..." 

   I felt all my body paralyzed. The only thing I could move was my eyes and with them I saw everyone else in the room, flying around frozen strange positions. I knew my face looked very angry and my hair flew around my head. Thanks to Merlin my skirt hadn't gone up so I could concentrate on other than my appearance... People with golden masks and black robes entered the main hall and with their wands started putting us back to the ground in two different groups. Then I realized that Slytherins were being freed from the spell and the others were simply put in a line and with another mute spell that I didn't know the Petrificus Totalus spell was taken off and immediately another was cast: strings would wrap them around so they could feel, breath, blink and move from the neck up. I was in the presence of people my dad tried constantly to fight and put in Azkaban...

   Fortunately, the Death Eater that freed me was too busy talking to another Death Eater behind him so he didn't pay much attention and as soon as I was freed I ran to the back of the group to try not to be noticed. I had made already a mental plan: stay hidden in the back and when you can, apparate near my brothers and go to somewhere in the castle far away from these people.

   Obviously, I didn't stick to the plan...When the one masked guy pulled to the front of the lined people with his wand ready I realized who the girl was: Alice II Longbottom. I instinctively ran forward as I heard someone say "One more Longbottom being tortured...Great". the Death eater was starting to curse when I jumped in between. A red light came out of his wand and an excruciating  pain dominated my body. I started curling down to a fetal position while the pain kept going and increasing every second. The seconds looked like hours when it finished and I immediately stood up to face the mask, my mom always thought me to face my enemies before anything. However, another Death Eater came out of the crowd: Jean Frizzé. A french wizard that my father didn't manage to catch...The worse and probably the leader of the gang. 

   "This might be my lucky day!" He started laughing and then kept going with his weird accent, "I hoped I'd find one Potter boy but something better happened, the Potter girl!" and then all the attackers laughed with him. My body was still shaking from the pain, I knew I wouldn't last long so I furtively looked around noticed that the teacher's table wasn't empty. They were paralyzed but they weren't wrapped in the strings. 

   I knew what I had to do. A big part of me was afraid, but I quickly pushed that thought away, I can't permit myself to be scared, I'm not a little girl. I knew what would happen but it was the right thing to do. The pain had not decided to leave my body yet. The last thing I wanted to happen was to feel that torture again, but I also knew that I was meant to do that. Maybe I was in Slytherin for that reason, be a Slytherin and  stand up for my friends, be against all the odds and help the ones who deserve t but also the ones who doesn't. I reached for my wand in my back pocket in less than a second but it was too late. The red line was on me again, the pain was as bad, maybe even worse, but I noticed something different. It was like I knew what would happen when the pain would get worse and in which spot. I focused on one thing only: don't let go from the wand. 

  I didn't. The wand was still in my hand when I purposely bent down as if I couldn't handle and then, exactly when I planned the pain stopped; Jean apparently had taken the spell off. This time, however, I didn't give him time, nor gave myself a couple of minutes until my shaking went to a reasonable level. No, I quickly stood up and with my wand in hand I made a wide arch with my right arm and shouted the loudest and stronger I could. "Finite Encantatem!"

  Suddenly the pain was back in my body. My vision started to blur, I couldn't stand on my feet anymore, so, this time, I bent down because I actually needed to. I lowered my head and closed my eyes, I knew that something was happening around me. I could see shapes through my now very damaged vision and I also could hear. I could hear sounds of fighting but I didn't have time to worry about anyone because my vision went completely black and I felt myself falling and laying in the ground. 

   After that, I don't remember anything.