Disclaimer: I do not, and will not ever be J. K. Rowling so therefore i do not own Harry Potter...and sadness was thrust upon me.
When I was a little girl, my father use to always say "It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not." I guess I never truly understood what it meant until I was the one that was hated for who I was.
When I was eleven, just like everyone else, I received my Hogwarts letter. I was ecstatic beyond belief. I was going to the school where my parents and all of their friends had their adventures, heartbreaks and triumphs. The place where magic was created everyday. My happiness had taken a turn for the worst soon after arriving.
There was about 15 children standing at the front of the Great Hall waiting to be sorted into houses by the sorting hat itself just like Victoire said. The word excited didn't seem to grasp what I felt. I felt free, like I was flying, the wind blowing through my hair. I was called back to reality when someone shoved me. I looked up and realized my dad, Deputy Headmaster Neville Longbottom, had just called my name. I ran up the steps and the sorting hat was placed on my head.
"Charlotte Longbottom, just like you parents aren’t you? Ah but what is this? I believe you have a bit of your godmother in you and the women you were named after, don’t you?"
“I guess so. My mom always said I am my grandmothers granddaughter.” I stated proudly.
“So it seems.” the sorting hat chuckled. I didn’t know the Sorting hat laughed...
My eyes found the Gryffindor table. I longed to be sorted into Gryffindor just like everyone else, to just be able to sit there.
I looked over at James but he wasn't looking at me, he was eyeing my sister.
"Figures." I muttered.
"Someone has a crush on the eldest Potter.”
“No I don’t.” I quickly retorted. “Besides he doesn’t even like me anyway.”
The sorting hat sighed “I see you wish to belong to Gryffindor but I believe you child are the hardest I have ever sorted. You see you are so brave and courageous, yet you are sly and have ambition. You are intelligent and witty yet kind and caring. You have the characteristics of every house but I think Slytherin is out of the question though, you wouldn't survive there for a couple of more years."
"Hey! I could be a snake if i wanted to!" I thought back.
"Yes I know you could be, I was just making sure of something."
I rolled my eyes and thought "and what could that be mr. sorting hat?"
"That you only wish to be in Gryffindor because of your family's history there, because the one you long to love is there. I know in due time you will discover many things about yourself and I believe I found the right place you for.
Suddenly the sorting hat was speaking out loud and it yelled "Better be RAVENCLAW!"
It took a few seconds to process what had happened. A Longbottom not in Gryffindor, better yet a Longbottom in Ravenclaw? At the moment I knew something had changed. I had looked up when the sorting hat yelled Ravenclaw. I looked at my father's face, I looked at my brother, Frank and my sister Alice; both wore red and gold. The disappointment radiating off them. I saw the wheels turning in their heads as I made my way to cheering Ravenclaw table (they were overjoyed to have Neville Longbottom's daughter in their house) I knew what everyone was thinking. 'Why couldn't she just be normal and be in Gryffindor?'
I had grown up around The Potters, Weasleys, Woods, Finnegans, Thomas' and the Scamanders. It got to the point where everyone was family. There was so many of us children, there was basically a sleepover rotation every weekend between all of the houses. Because everyone of the same age was put together, Rose, Al and I became close. There was never a day that went by that I wasn't with one of the two. Due to the seriousness of our friendship, the families had come to call us the next golden trio.
Though I was close with all of the adults, I had taken a certain liking to my godmother, Hermione. She would give Rose and I books, and we would just devore them. Muggle or Magical, it didn't matter. My favorite book was Les Misérables by Victor Hugo. Though I did feel bad for Cosette, Éponine had always been my favorite character. This became ironic when I grew older.
Around the age of eight, I had developed a crush on a certain James Potter. Only Rose and Al knew of this crush I had. The crush then grew into something more, and by the time I had reached Hogwarts I was practically in love.
I had thought he liked me back for the longest time. He was so flirtatious and I took it back as if it was love or something around those lines. My heart slowly broke as I watched him date girl after girl, and being a third year he was able to take them on dates in Hogsmeade. What hurt the most was that he didn't go for the intelligent girls like myself, but the hideously beautiful bimbos of Hogwarts.
The Dumbledore Army’s families were basically royalty at Hogwarts. I did hate it, a great deal actually, so I tried to stick to hanging out with the friends I've had since childhood, but being sorted into Ravenclaw had its many disadvantages. Everyone was sorted into Gryffindor as expected, but my saving grace was Albus had also been sorted into Ravenclaw, for which I will always be eternally grateful for. Because we were in Ravenclaw we were not aloud to join the Quidditch games the family had on weekends because we were dubbed 'traders,' We were not allowed to enter the Gryffindor common room (even though people for every house went in there) so we were left out of the family activities that ensued there as well. The more and more events we weren’t allowed to attend, the father the difference between the family and Albus and I grew.
Because of the families severe case of house unity, Rose and I drifted apart. She became closer with the other girls in her dorm, and became more of a girly-girl who didn't have time for extra reading. To cope with losing our trio, Al had tried out for the Quidditch team and I wasn't the least bit surprised when he was named seeker in his first year. I knew he loved the fact that he had beaten James at something (James made the Gryffindor team his second year). He felt accomplished like he had finally done something to please his family, to please his father. Al had sent a letter to his parents, receiving only a congrats in a return letter, unlike James who had received a visit from the whole family and a party thrown in his honor.
For a while it was Al and I against the world. Were the only two outsiders and that brought along a great deal of pain.
In late October, we befriended Scorpius Malfoy. He too sorted into Ravenclaw, and was an outsider. My family as well as Al's were horrified at the new trio, but Scorpius' parents couldn't have been more happier.
My whole life I was told that Draco Malfoy and everyone who had been associated with the death eaters were horrible, vial people, who could not be trusted. My family could not have been more wrong about Scorps family. I think they were literally the kindest people on earth, so humble and caring.
Just before the Christmas Holiday, I was attacked. I had been on the seventh floor just coming from the Room of Requirement alone, when I was hit with an unknown spell. I still remember trying to scream for help and the hopelessness of it. I knew no one was going to hear me and my wand rolled out of my hand. I could feel the blood pouring out of my body and I was beginning to lose consciousness when Minnie or as the rest of Hogwarts calls her, Professor Mcgonagall found me.
She had taken me to Madame Pomfrey. There, my wounds were sealed and the blood vanished. I begged and begged and begged them not to tell my parents. I knew they were going to tell my parents anyway but there was no harm in trying. I knew what would be the gossip around the family. 'If she was sorted into Gryffindor, someone would have been with her and she wouldn't have been injured.' Eventually they gave in, knowing how my family treated me because of my house. But this decision came with conditions. First, we had to tell Kingsley, who happened to be the Minister of Magic due to the nature of the crime. The only people in on the secret were Minnie, Madam Pomfrey, Al and Scorp. As it turned out that Kingsley also had some conditions of his own before he would agree to not telling my parents.
There was an idea floating around the ministry. One that was never heard of before. A program that was auror-like, but for kids. The children would train and become even more elite than the adult counterparts because there were some jobs that only children could accomplish. He believed I, along with Albus and Scorpius were the perfect fit for the job.
After a few days of thinking Al, Scorp and I would be the first admitted into the program. The only people to know of the new program were obviously Kingsley, Minnie, our head of house Professor Chang, Madam Pomfrey, Draco and Astoria Malfoy (to have some parental guidance) and Teddy Lupin. We had included Teddy in the program because we needed an insider in the Auror department. Though he doesn’t like to admit it, Teddy to was an outsider for a while and he knew what it felt like. He had been sorted into Gryffindor, but he was the eldest child, and from a different generation. The feelings of loneliness never really went away for him.
In the experimental program we had many tutors and mentors. We would attend school, then as soon as the bell rang we would apparate to a disclosed facility and train for hours on end. We would go more in depth of our original schools lessons as well as schooling on Advanced Flying, Hand-to-Hand combat, Muggle Weapons, Healing, Wandless Magic, Occlumency, Legilimency and so on. We studied languages from around the world including French, Spanish, Italian, German, Polish, Mandarin, Japanese, Russian, Greek, Swedish and Arabic.
Throughout the learning process we went on missions, first with our mentors but eventually on our own.
So here we are years later, and Scorp, Al and I are starting our 5th year. We had spent the whole summer training and completing missions around the world. Al and I had told our parents that we were traveling with Scorp and his parents to become more cultured. It took some convincing but I think the whole being in Ravenclaw and the stereotypical needing to be intelligent came through on their decision.
Throughout the years we have trained figouslerly and we have accomplished in 5 years what the Auror department accomplished in 15. Due to the success of the program in the first year, Kingsley had brought some other kids from around the world in second year who had british ancestry. Each person coming has a special skill set to bring to the table.
Chase McAllister is handy in all things Muggle. His father being a muggle and his mother dying during birth, he grew up as a muggle. His dashing good looks could rival even that of James. Chase had flowing brown hair that had a look of not caring, sparkling blue eyes, tanned skin and an amazingly toned body. Just thinking of him could send shivers down the spine. He was originally from Australia and had a thing for Quidditch. He, Scorp and Al got along straight away.
Valentine Benard or as everyone calls her Val is half-american, half-british. Val, being the daughter of two very important political leader in America was aloud to receive her wand early. Due to her parent’s work schedules, she was left to herself. At the age of 6, she became extremely interested in the art of Healing. By the age of 12, she had the skills of a Healer right out of school. Val totally rocked the long black hair, her dark brown eyes and a sweetheart face.
Gwen Mayes was trained in Hand-to-Hand combat since the early age of 3, translating to; she knew she stuff. Gwen was most definitely someone to be jealous of with her gorgeous bleach blonde hair and her light green eyes. Gwen and I had immediately bonded due to our love of music, anywhere from Broadway to Rock. She had lived in South Africa until getting the request to join our team.
And finally the twins Dustin and Lea Marel. They were identical with strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes. They had lived in England all their lives, but instead of attending Hogwarts they were homeschooled by their mother. Dustin was highly skilled in Charms and Lea in Transfiguration. The two were born proteges in their own right.
So here I was standing just inside Platform 9¾ with the team and Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. Waiting for the right moment to board the train I glanced around the platform.
Every since I was a little girl I had always been jealous of the people around me. All the girls had sparkling eyes or long flowing hair. It wasn't until this summer when I went through puberty did I achieve this. I was basically my mother, with my wavy blonde hair that reached the bottom of my back and had a sweetheart face. I may have had my mother's face, but I had my fathers chocolate brown eyes. And thank Merlin because I finally have boobs. Only took me till 15 to reach puberty, but hey it finally happened so I'm not complaining.
On top of having to complete the missions Fortis, our team name, was assigned, Scorp and I were chosen as Prefects and Al had been made quidditch captain. I knew Al was just bursting at the seams at his new found position. Another thing to try and make his dad proud. But once again, he was sent a congratulatory letter. I knew it would just make the division between the Gryffindors and the Ravenclaws because not only was James the Gryffindor captain, but the whole team consisted of family.
We slowly made our way to the train, not even going to say hello to the clan, knowing we were going to be pushed aside. As soon as we found a compartment Dustin and Scorp set to work on the privacy and sound-proof charms on the cabin. I then pulled out the paperwork on the new mission which was to find out intel on an attempted murder of a ministry official, Alexander Lynch, I duplicated them and transfigured a long table in the middle of the cabin.
"Where should we start, I mean Lynch doesn't know anyone who attends Hogwarts and neither does the suspect." said Chase. Everyone was taking in the information that was written on the papers displayed in front of them.
"Kingsley obviously doesn't think that this man is the one who tried to kill Lynch. The task says we're supposed to gather intel so maybe we should just keep our ears open for awhile?" Val replied
Al was still reading, as were the twins but Scorp looked as though he was thinking on the subject, he then spit out "I like the idea. and I think we should stick together instead of dividing and conquering."
"Yeah that sounds good. Nice idea Scorp." I said
"Aw stop you're making me blush."
"Shut up Scorp..." Al trailed of his sentence due to the new presence of people in the room. At the snap of my fingers and the papers were gone.
The presence was none other than James Potter, and he was staring right at me.
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