Chronicles of Azlyn Tree (Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Azlyn Tree

Azlyn Tree woke up on a very dull Friday morning in Britain. She went downstairs from the four storied orphanage she lived in, to begin making breakfast for the other children who would soon wake up and come streaming downstairs.

She knew that if she didn't start soon she would get many lashes for 'being the eldest child in the orphanage and not taking care of the other youngsters in the house'. Miss Madison, the caretaker, always enjoyed inflicting pain on children like Azlyn.

Children who were different.

Azlyn sighed and got to work frying the bacon and scrambling the eggs. It wouldn't be long before she was cast out of the house at seventeen.

No one wants me, Azlyn thought sighing.

"Tyats not true, Azzy." a little voice came from behind her.

It was her smallest and most dedicated friend in the house, Abey. Abey was nine years old and despite her small appearance and her trouble with making the 'h' sound, she was the most loyal friend Azlyn had.

"Did I really say that out loud?" Azlyn ask, slightly ashamed.

Abey nodded, and pointed to the door. "Miss Madison wants to see you, tyere's two men at the door offering a scfool- no a sccoller- gafk!!! Da men wants to see you!!!" Abey told Azlyn clearly aggravated. "I'm yere to take your place." She pushed Azlyn to the door.

Two men? Azlyn thought wearily. What was Abey talking about?

Azlyn ruffled Abey's hair and made her way to the drawing room as Abey took her place.

As Azlyn reached the door Miss Madison's angry face appeared in the doorway.

"Don't mess this up you freak" she spat at Azlyn hissing. "This is my one chance to get rid of you for good."

She then cleared her face of her anger and turned back to whoever was at the door.

"Here she is, Mr. Dumbledore. Mr. Snape." She told them pleasantly. She walked out the door, and shoved Azlyn inside.

The first person she saw was a tall and skinny man who had a very long beard, dressed in a brown suit. He had light blue eyes that seemed as if they searched your soul and a long crooked nose that looked like it had been broken a while ago.

The next man she saw looked almost as tall and skinny as the first man, but he had sallow skin, greasy black hair, and a hooked nose. He was dressed in a casual black suit.

The first man spoke first. "Good morning Miss Tree. My name is Albus Dumbledore. This is my colleague Severus Snape. We both work at a school, and we were wondering if you would be interested in going to our school this year."

Azlyn thought for a minute. "Sir, I only have two questions. Firstly, would this school be far away, or near enough that I would have to stay here? Secondly, if this school is far away, would I have to come back during the holidays?"

Professor Dumbledore chucked. "Miss Tree, this school is very far away from here, and you would only have to come back during the summer holidays unless you wished to come back during the winter and Easter holidays."

Azlyn grinned happily. "Then, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, I am most happy that you have invited me to this school. I accept."

Professor Snape looked slightly shocked at Azlyn's easy acceptance. Professor Dumbledore, however, chuckled, and exclaimed "What an extraordinary witch!!! Quite like her mother, don't you agree Severus?"

Azlyn perked up at hearing this and also exclaimed "My mother?! Did you know her sirs? Was she a witch also?"

Professor Snape glowered, but responded "Yes. She was a witch also. I knew her too. You don't seem very surprised that your a witch though. Why is that?"