Selene Walker, adopted by Cordell walker a Texas ranger, Is de-aged and turned back into an 11 year old. follow her as she goes to Hogwarts all over again, but this time, she is trying to keep her grandson Harry James Potter alive.
Selene is a cha...
It was early morning. Around 3 am. There was a knock on the door. A woman who was laying asleep on a French Louis XV style Settee.
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The woman had long black hair, she was thin and looked as though she had gone through hell and back. This woman's name is Selene Walker.
Selene jerked awake to the sound of the knock. Pushing her self up and looked around tiredly she got up and walk over to the door. When she opened the door her face twisted into a rage..
"Petigrew." Selene greeted coldly. "What are you doing here?" She questioned.
"I-I come...only to beg forgiveness." A disgusting looking man stammered out.
"Bella isn't here." Selene says as she started to shut the door.
"No please!"
Selene stopped and glared at him.
"It is you I wanted to talk to." Petigrew stammered out.
"Out with it then! In case you haven't figured it out its 3 in the morning." Selene says annoyed.
"I know what the dark lord is planning." Petigrew cowards.
"Well, I should hope so, traitor. you may have James fooled into thinking you are his friend, but i am not fooled." Selene bristled and slammed the door shut. She walked over to a table where she pours her self a drink and downs it quickly. The tears runs down her face as the knocks at the door persists. How she missed her son, but he never wrote or visited.
The knocking persisted as Selene sat down the cup. She placed a hand on her stomach gently. Her recent miscarriage was unknown to everyone. The only one who knew about it was her adoptive father, Cordell Walker.
Selene stormed back over and opened the door. "What part of go away don't you get!" She growled in anger as she glared at him bitterly.
"Please, just five minutes." Peter begged.
"Fine." Selene replied coldly and walked away from the door and back over to where a bottle of Fire whiskey was at.
"Thank you, thank you." Peter stammered, but then the voice changed. "You've helped me a great deal."
Selene looked up and turned around quickly as Peter shifted into Voldemort. She paled as she was hit by something causing her to fall to the ground unconscious.
Selene was jerked awake from the reoccurring nightmare. It had been 11 years ago and still she could not rid her self of the memories. She sat up dizzily and looked around. She was inside her room at her fathers ranch.
She stood up and wrapped a robe around her self before heading down stairs where she could smell the food cooking. Selene grimaced at the smell of food. She hadn't been able to keep much of it down lately.
