Granddaughter of Voldemort Book 2

Chapter 1: Atlantia

I walked into Flourish and Blotts bookshop in search of the textbooks I would need for this upcoming year. It has been a few months since I had killed Voldemort and had almost lost my life. I was returning to Hogwarts with the other seventh year students since I missed the last year and for the others, it wasn't a good year hence a repeat of last year but only if students and parents felt comfortable. If they did not feel comfortable,  those who originally would be graduating, will be allow to graduate. I of course felt very comfortable returning especially now that I will have a chance to enjoy Hogwarts without the Fates constantly nagging me that I was going to die or to stop saving people.

It was very awkward as I found my textbooks because everyone knew I was the one who killed Voldemort and died because of it and would have stayed dead if my parents didn't decide to use their remaining power to save me. Many of the other wizards shopping would stop and thank me for killing Voldemort but I wished they wouldn't. While I may hide it, it is still very troubling for me to remember the event. I almost died which, although that has happened so many times before the battle against Voldemort, the haunting feeling of the memory will never fade. I can still remember watching so much of my family dying when I was a part of the demigod world. This event will just join those memories that I will have to deal with but now I don't have to do it alone.

I smile at Blaise when I see him on the other side of the shop. He and I have officially started dating over the summer and have enjoyed some really spectacular dates with our abilities to travel anywhere in the world. I walk over to him and give him a small kiss before we continue the shopping trip together.

After getting our supplies, we decided to stop for some ice cream. As we ate, it reminded me of the many times Draco, Pansy, Millicent, Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and I sat here enjoying this same very treat. I haven't seen Draco, Pansy, or Millicent since the battle against Voldemort and it sadden me. While they may have been a part of the group ordered to befriend me, they were still my friends and I missed them.

"You thinking about our friends?" Blaise asked as he put a spoon of mint chocolate ice cream in his mouth.

"Yeah." I sigh, "I know they betrayed me with faking that they were my friends but they still became my friends and I miss them."

"I heard Draco, Pansy, and Millicent will also be returning to Hogwarts." Blaise told me, "They have been freed of the charges that were originally against them and have decided to return to Hogwarts. I think because of you since you announced that you would be returning when asked."

"I'm glad. They really weren't bad people. They just got caught up in something they couldn't escape from." I say thinking of Draco.

We finished our food before saying our goodbye and returning to our respective homes to prepare for the school year. It was still a week till the Hogwarts Express departed from Platform 9 3/4 but I began to pack because I promised Mrs. Weasley I would stay with them before heading to Hogwarts.

Once my chest was packed, I grabbed it and shadow traveled to the Weasley's house. I stared at the newly renovated house. I had offered to redesign the house and Mrs. Weasley grudgingly accepted on the condition that I didn't make it fancy. So I made a nice one story farm white house that looked very cosy in the clearing where the Weasleys lived. I walked up to the home and before I could knock, the door swung open.

"Atlantia!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed enveloping me in a hug. "I'm so glad to see you. How have you been? Oh you are so skinny. You need some meat on your bones. Come, I got some food on the stove." I smile at that and allow the chest to float up the stairs into the room where I knew I would be staying. The home looked so much more homier since I created it. Mrs. Weasley added so much extra touches to it that it almost reminded of the old home which I appreciated.

"So, Atlantia." Mrs. Weasley said as she placed a plate of food in front of me bringing me out of my thoughts. "what's been going on since you left St. Mungo? I haven't seen you since then."

"I have been traveling with Blaise." I explain, "I couldn't stay here after almost dying so Blaise and I traveled for all summer. We stayed in my New York home for like 3 weeks visiting old sites of my demigod life so he could learn more about who I was. During winter break, we plan to visit his family to introduce me to his parents." We continued to chat throughout the afternoon and when it is almost dinner time, I hear a whooshing sound before laughter appears. I smile because I knew who was here. Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Fleur, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Ron appeared looking like they had just come from the Quidditch World Cup. I heard Cedric's team, the Barntons, won the game.

"How was the game?" Mrs. Weasley asked setting the table.

"It was awesome!" Ron shouted excited, "Cedric played so well. He spotted the snitch just before the other seeker did allowing them to win the game!"

"How is Cedric?" I say as I give Hermione and Ginny a hug.

"Good surprisingly. He said to tell you hello and if you ever need anything to let him know." Harry said also moving to give me a hug. "You ready to experience Hogwarts without the extra death experience?"

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to finally settling down." I say smiling and probably sounding a lot older then I was. I was just almost sixteen and I wanted a life that allowed some piece and quiet. It may not be so surprising with the childhood I live but it was still a little weird.

"I would be too, dear, if I had your life." Mrs. Weasley said smiling gently at me, "Now, clean up you lot and get ready for dinner." It felt so natural to fall back into having dinner with the Weasley family. I made eye contact with Fred and it reminded me that this family almost lost a part of their family. I looked down at my plate pushing back the memories. Some may say I have PSTD but I just know it as a problem. I have never actually had it this bad but I know memories of my past have effected me. I don't want to let the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione, and most important Blaise to know how bad it has gotten. So I plastered on the happy face as the memory of seeing the whole Great Hall filled with bodies appeared in front of my eyes, and hoped that nobody would notice. Nobody did.

After dinner, I helped clean up still having the fake emotions on my face to keep up the act before reatreating to one of the guest rooms. When I redesigned the house, I made it big enough to allow for each person to have their own room and for the regular guests, Harry, Hermione, me, to have their own rooms. If we had more people, we could share rooms but of course we didn't so I had my own room where I finally allowed myself to succumb to the memories and the emotions that followed.

An: Hey guys! So my idea for the sequel is to follow the five year gap between the battle of Voldemort and the epilogue of the first book where Atlantia and Blaise were professors at Hogwarts. I might make a third book that follows her as a professor but that will be a decision later on. Remember I will be updating this story every Wednesday. Hope you enjoy this story!