The Moon Cursed Child

Prologue

I do not own the Wizarding world or many of the characters in this fanfiction, this all belongs to J.K Rowling. I do however own my plot and my made up characters so please do not copy my work:) Enjoy!

***Exclaimer here, I wrote this quite a few years and I am just republishing it because it did fairly well even though it honestly kinda embarrasses me now. But who doesn't get embarrassed by their old fan fictions?*** 

Life was good for little seven year old Rosetta. Her father was a wizard and her mother a vampire. They hid Mrs. Irena Knight's identity very well. They were a relatively well known family of power and pure blood. Although, they were a rich family, they enjoyed spending time together and doing fun things. One particular snowy evening the family of three decided to go outdoors and go sledding on their fairly large hill by the tree line of the forest. They built their house by these woods because it is where her father, Victor Knight met her mother Irena May, the vampire. They knew the dangers of living so close to a dangerous forest but Mrs. Knight was very capable of taking care of herself and so was Mr. Knight who happened to be very skilled in magic. Although Irena had her thirst for blood well under control, she could still kill a beast in seconds. 

So, the family set out with their sleds and began helping their beautiful young daughter by giving her pushes down the hill. Mr. Knight loved to watch his two favourite girls have fun. He was always amazed at how similar they were with their long, black, straight hair and pale skin. He smiled when he thought of Rosetta's ever changing eyes. They could never decide whether they were red or silver. He loved her eyes silver the most because they looked like his.

The family spent hours sledding and they were about to head in to enjoy some hot chocolate when something growled loudly from the trees. Victor armed himself with his wand and Irena let her fangs show with a hiss as she pushed little Rose behind her. They began slowly walking backwards towards the house ready for whatever stalked them. Irena picked up the scent of a werewolf. She growled to her husband what she smelled and he tensed up. Rosetta whimpered behind her mother and clutched the back of her snow clothes. Irena whispered under her breath, "Go now my darling, to the house. Lock all the windows and doors and hide in our secret place." The girl cried softly understanding the threat, "What about you mommy?" The vampire answered quickly, "Your father can apparate us there. Go!" And with that the girl took off running as a huge beast burst from the trees and charged her parents. She rushed inside and peeked out to see her parents fighting the beast. She quickly locked the doors and went around the house securing the windows. Once she finished she peeked outside to see the beast leap onto her mom. She gasped and backed away from the window quickly. Rosetta turned off the lights and fled to her closet where there was a secret spot under the floorboards where she could hide.

It had been at least an hour later when she heard a knock on the floor above her. It was her father's secret knock. She timidly pushed open the door and climbed out. She screamed in horror at the sight of her dear father. He was a bloody mess and his face said it all. "Where's mum?" She cried. Her father shook his head painfully and took her into his arms. She spent the rest of that evening tending to her fathers wounds knowing full well that he was now a werewolf too, for he had been bitten many, many times. The moon was about to set so she locked herself in her cage preparing for her transformation into a blood thirsty vamipre. From her cage she watched her father slip into a deep slumber on the couch. Hopefully she wouldn't keep him up all night.

Time skip

Rosetta and Victor Knight spent the next three years going through a terrible routine. Everynight Mr. Knight would lock up his daughter as her vampire side took over. He would move to a room where he couldn't hear her pain and many taunts and threats. On every full moon evening, Rosetta would first lock up her father in their newest and largest cage before securing her own. It wasn't a good life by far but they still had eachother. After her mother's death, Rosetta and her father had to work hard to cover up their terrible secrets. Victor told the Ministry that Irena was murdered by a very large werewolf but he didn't mention anything about being bitten. You see, he has healed himself with multiple charms. On the outside anyway to convince them that it had leapt out of the trees and snapped Irena's neck with its large jaws and seeing that she was dead, he escaped with Rosetta to the house and from the window took out the werewolf by using the avada kadavra curse. This was partly true, he did kill the beast with that spell.

Just when Rosetta started to believe her misrable life was getting a bit better, one night during a full moon, she didn't secure her father's cage well enough. She had made it to her own fine and locked it up but her father escaped his and attacked hers. Her cage was small and meant for keeping her in, not keeping others out. So her beastly father managed to pry open the cage from the outside. She was absolutley terrified but her monster instincts flared up and she fought against her father. However, she was scratched many times before he grew tired of fighting her and took off. The Ministry of Magic found him and locked him up in Azkaban for the deaths of two innocents even if he had no control over the situation. The two had no choice but to reveal their secrets to the Ministry. Rosetta had unfortunately taken on her father's curse. However it was possible, no one knew. She was taken to an orphanage that was highly secure. Her life after that was misrable. Her days consisted of chores and training to distract her from the pain in her life.

Time skip to year 1991.

Into Rosetta's POF.

I was having a very rough day. I was kept from doing anything useful by the terrible memories that haunted my brain. At 12 years of age, I had expected that these terrors would let me have some peace but they never did. I was just about to head downstairs to the kitchen when I heard voices from the living room.

"Where is the girl?" Asked an elderly voice.

"She is upstairs busy with chores. You may speak freely." That was her caretaker, Mrs. Vincent speaking.

"Well, has the Ministry discussed our request?" Asks the same old but friendly voice.

"Erm.. Yes. However, how do expect to keep her secret for seven years? We are aware of your plans but seriously?" A younger man spoke.

A differnt voice spoke up this time, it was a man's dull monotone voice,

"We have confidence that it will work. No one should suspect anything other than that she wrestles with night terrors."

The younger man spoke again,

"And you're sure that she'll be okay with being held in a cage all night?"

"Yes, yes. She is used to it." Says Mrs. Vincent.

"Alright. Fine. You may bring her to Hogwarts but if she hurts even one student, she comes back here."

"Agreed. But she will not be harmed or harm anyone else. I am sure." Says the old man.

The younger man sighs, "Severus, are you prepared to be the watcher of this young girl?"

The dull voice answers,"Yessss." 

"Good then, shall we fetch her?" This was another woman Rosetta didn't recognize.

"Oh, of course!" Says Mrs. Vincent

A pair of feet began shuffling towards the stairs mumbling to each other. I ran to my room and gently closed the door before running to my bed and casually laying across it with my favourite book. There was a light knock and Mrs. Vincent's head popped in,

"You have a visitor dear."

"Okay." I responded and sat up straight.

The two women entered the room. The one Rosetta had heard downstairs had greying black hair and green stern but friendly eyes. She seemed to be around the age of 55. On her head was a tall crocked black hat. She was definitley a witch.

"Ah, Miss Knight. I am Proffesor Minerva Mcgonagall from Hogwarts A school of witchcraft and wizardry." She smiled kindly and I tried to return it but probably just looked confused.

The next few hours I spent talking with the two women, a Professer named Severus Snape, the Minister of Magic and the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. That was the day I packed up my life and headed to my first year at Hogwarts.