pretty much just join. There's a plot so totally read it. Join as whoever except Mione and El. they're's Miley's.
plot:
Gone under the flames the horrors of 1997 had finally taken toll. With what few students demanding on the false return to school it had disembarked from various reasoning, in which had been the change in so many lives. Yet much had occurred from a like path in that the painful endeavors had been feeding off one another. For possibly had set up in the beginnings with fifteen-year-old Elphaba Lorraine Chenoweth, Mother, Marilyn Knightley-Chenoweth, murdered by cancer at her second year of life, father, Cole Chenoweth [Related to Minerva McGonagall by being her sister's son], by Death Eaters at thirteen. It had been a source of comfort, befriending a boy a year under her, Harry Potter. With some in common of being orphans. Secrets shared of a life not even Ronald Weasley or Hermione Granger between Potter and El.
Nonetheless her closeness stayed with her cousin, Kazlen McQueen. It had been, though, her great aunt who had taken the liberty of caring for the child in the events of Kazlen’s mother not quite sure how to handle the depression Elphaba had been slipping into. Even with this, Chenoweth’s future seemed bright with perseverance in study and getting through the bad times. It had been one Hogsmeade weekend, however, when she was fifteen that her life seemed to take a drastic change, yet it seemed so small at first. Meeting the handsome right-hand man of the Dark Lord: Death Eater, twenty-three-year-old Erik Greengrass a romance was formed despite the age difference and as the relationship grew the couple put aside the difference of alliance. El could have very well been a key, nonetheless. With her intimate knowledge of the Potter boy—being much younger than Erik. Their love was kept secret from all, yet in months to come the night of her loss of virginity landed her a child. When so Minerva immediately took knowledge and banned her great niece from seeing the man who could cause so much danger [As if the young girl listened to her great aunt and thus secret meetings happened], and with the pregnancy allowed her to remain at Hogwarts. But at this she seemed to distance herself from her friends.
When her darling son, Cole Erik Chenoweth, was born Harry and Kazlen [as well as the Professors at the school] had attempted to assist, nonetheless she refused. In addition it became quite hard for Potter to pay much attention with the struggle pulling through of defeating the Dark Lord. While months passed Chenoweth had slipped into the world of drug addiction and serve depression in self-abuse. Her motherly actions for Cole were abandoned in that she would leave the child around, misplace him, neglect to tending for him in anyway whatsoever. This did not mean she didn’t love the child. On the contrary she loved the kid yet didn’t obtain the maternal traits one would usually have. As years dragged on it all became much worse in that Elphaba had succumbed to the addiction in that she could hardly function without even a cigarette every hour and so on. In a worse matter, she had slowly brought Kazlen into the world of drugs. Her secret visits with Erik continued on and the man could hardly cope with what had become of her yet he wouldn’t show it and attempted to support her.
During her seventh year El took off with Cole, living on the streets and selling herself to earn money to not only supplement her child with food but feed her own addiction. Easily a year later Minerva found the girl and instead of having her repeat her last year, forced her to student teach her classes. Still completely messed in the head, the girl struggled with coping and organizing her own life. Through the years she had become a member of the Order causes a greater distress in the relationship between her and Erik. Nonetheless the pair swore to put their love before alliance, swearing none of it mattered. A tag on, she had continued to ignore Harry only in fear of his life with knowing so much of him. With Kazlen, she realized how far gone Elphaba was. She started becoming more distant, though in the long run they never lost that tight bond they had. In her seventh year, Kazlen became emotionally attached to another pureblood, a close family friend of Erik Greengrass' (El's lover), whose name was Blaine Ryder. However, when she found that he had cheated on her, she was infuriated and hurt deeply. In a fit of most emotional instability, Kaz slept with Erik, and then confessed to Blaine. The two were incredibly angry with each other, and then had anger-sex. Two months later, Kazlen was suffering from morning sickness and was gaining weight. Yes, she was pregnant, and it was Blaine's child. Seven months later, Kazlen gave birth to a healthy baby boy, a pureblood wizard whom she named Kieran Valentine McQueen. Kaz took care of Kieran as best she could, being a very protective and nurturing mother. In this all, her one-night-stand with Erik caused no difference between the man and El. Their romance held tighter than ever with the Death Eater lusting for her healing.
Through that being just one segment of the events leading up to a disaster only birthing adventure and danger for months ahead. It had been during most of her schooling at Hogwarts that Luna Lovegood’s eyes had caught to fancy the one Harry Potter. Yet so attempted to flirt in childish ways. As puberty had taken its toll by Luna’s sixth year she had decided deeply that Potter was her one true love and in that had grown a sick obsession with the boy when at the point she made to capture his heart in a seductive manner he denied her and Lovegood noted the relationship between Harry and Ginny. To this her reaction had been taken to the extreme in that the torment she had suffered from being the odd girl out at school had caused her to snap in betrayal of alliance. She swore her revenge and with the contemplation of if she couldn’t have Harry nobody could, she fed information of the Order and ‘DA’ to her new Lord. Her personality seemed to differ as well and now she had become known as the Wicked witch. Bitching; murdering; snide actions of torturing the innocent it all came from a heartbreak. In true becomings she had become known as the Wicked witch by all. A tough Death Eater, one not to mess with. Showing no mercy.
And with this her younger sister, Aminta Georgette Lovegood, had grown a fear of her sister yet a love all the same. Luna attempted at most to persuade her sister onto the Dark Side yet Aminta’s beliefs stand with the Order and it is that her sister’s broken heart, which causes the only difference. Even with the sisterly love Luna has threatened Aminta’s life several times. As well as Hannah Abboy, yet along that time the girl had gone missing completely. Not a trase of where she had gone yet most expected Luna to be the reason behind it.
And by God Luna plotted revenge:
The summer tagging Albus Dumbledore’s death has been a vile one in the trap of agonizing pain with a horror of one adorned with haunted tears with nothing but the end of the world. Yet it had all been expected, at the start to just be months of twisting better birthed from the optimism on a one Miss Granger; cursed with proven falseness with a loss of her own fate. A month or two before the trio had plotted to not go back to Hogwarts. To this plan, Mrs. Weasley was not quite happy nor Hermione yet her mind was changed a night or two after this discussion when the three kids were sitting were sitting out in the dark, Harry had snuck away giving Ron the chance to propose. Thus her choice to stay with Ron had been submitted.
It all changed.
early a month before the school year had officially began all hope had crashed down in the worst pain imaginable. Before anyone could even blink, the Burrow had become surrounded with Death Eaters. Molly and Arthur had yelled to Ron to take his fiancé and little sister and get out. Both he and Hermione had refused to leave—with that being the alter in what the horror might had been— taking on the battle on, with Harry rushing down the steps at Ron’s Patronus. With the Order arriving on the spot.
A quick yell.
A flash of green.
Granger turned just in time to see her lover on the floor dead, with Bellatrix Lestrange standing proudly before the corpse. Fist in shock Hermione stood inert; she had just lost the man to be her husband, the pain within morphed into a frenzy of all hate and sadness for nothing could be done to bring him back. In the few seconds following Harry had taken on Bella, while she [Hermione] fled to the corpse with hysteria and anxiety. Crying, moaning, screaming. It was all Remus Lupin could do but as the same he had done at Sirius’ death. With all empathy of what the girl had felt, how important Ron was to be in her life, he pulled her away from the body. Muttering over and over that he was dead, nothing could be done. Hermione put up quite a fight, Remus continued to hold her.
But as Harry’s wand held out to Lestrange, Lovegood made her appearance with her new, snide laugh in that she expressed this attack of her doings and so after mutter ever so evilly “Crucio” at Harry giving Bella and the others the chance to flee and she followed after. And it all seemed so depressing the Ronald’s family yet his younger sister at most for the two seemed ever so close. Nonetheless the fact of Ginny’s former friend plotted this fate.
It had been only a few days after with Harry nowhere to be found, Hermione had gone through quite a depression, yet she tried at most to keep it secret. At long last she went off to find Harry. When she did the pair took on the oath to destroy the Dark side….
For Ron.
But Hermione’s heart, as though she swore to never love again, had been taken by an American Wizard with a past of only to help destroy Harry Potter. Ammon Addison Swann had been a Death Eaten and chosen to be the new plan in Voldemort’s little scheme. The man, about in his early twenties had been put under a charm of the Dark Lord in that to remove his Dark Mark as well as the memory of the last five years of his life. He transferred the man from America to Wizarding London. His plan was for the Order to take him in as one of their own and as so he [Voldemort] would slowly release back his memory until he remembered that he was a Death Eater now able to bring all her learned about the Order back to his Alliance. And it started to go as planned. Ammon joined the Order with the struggles of not being able to remember the past years of his life [and they attempted to help him]. He had met Hermione Granger and it was an instant love-hate relationship. Rolling eyes, arguing, and thrusting slander onto one another it developed into a romance in which Hermione had gotten herself to believe Ammon was her one and only someone. With her new love and as he remembered his life he made the choice to stay with the Order, for Hermione, and he let in all the information he knew of the Dark Side.
Yet in the months between Ron’s death and Ammon’s appearance Viktor Krum, only hearing news of Ron, moved to London with high hopes to get the hand of Hermione Granger. She had denied him several times yet his attempts stayed up. With Ammon, Krum was not at all threatened, on the contrary, he plotted to do whatever it took to get Hermione from him. And so began dangers for Ammon and his possible future.
As with all of this Fleur and Bill are happily married, both involved much in the Order, yet tragedy struck the Delacours back in France. Both parents had been brutally murdered by Death Eaters leaving the frightened thirteen-year-old Gabrielle without a home. Many fosters were arranged yet the girl demanded to live with her older sister, whom she loved more than life itself, and her brother-in-law. Tragically now, taken from her third year at Beauxbatons she moved in with the two she wanted. It had been requested by Minerva McGonagall that the child attend Hogwarts yet the little one threw quite a fit in not wanting to attend and so tutored by Hermione Granger—that arranged by Minerva for she trusted Hermione as her brightest student. Gabrielle had joined the Order as well despite her age.
The rest of the Weasleys, still struggling with the death of the youngest boy, attempting to comfort Hermione (who seemed to be the most changed and lost out of them all) had their fear mixed with another loss: Percy had given in his faith and joined the Dark Side and he had grown firmer of his new ways by, whenever with the family, slandered Granger for her blood and how horrible it was that the family was allowing her in.
Around this time Hannah Abbot had finally showed up: Thinner than ever, pale, afraid. She seemed to be nearing psychotic from being tortured as like the Longbottoms had. When ones at first thought it had been Luna Lovegood who had performed the kidnapping, it had been Percy. Treating the girl the very worst way possible. She had explained this all while the Order took her back in.
With all of that going on a much larger part plays in. With years into the future a new incantation is discovered to send beings back in time. Coming into 1997 is Twenty-two-year-old Kieran Valentine McQueen, twenty-six-year-old Cole Erik Chenoweth and another little girl in her early teens Lillis Meeli Antoinette-Potter. Lillis, Lily, had been birthed by Isobel Meredith Antoinette. Single mother. How the child is the daughter of Harry Potter followed as with Harry’s worries back when he was seventeen with his relationship with Ginny becoming uneasy in his fear for her life not just from Voldemort but from Luna Lovegood. He had slept, a one-night-stand, with Isobel. The pair had been friends, both in the Order. She had become pregnant, though she never told Harry that he was the father. On the contrary, when asked by anyone, she simply replied that it had been a one-night-stand, a mistake, with some random fellow she had met down at the Leaky Cauldron.
In the future time, Lillis had known her father to be Harry Potter but she had not once met him. With her mother being ever so busy with work never being home for more than a few days at a time. Lily felt abandoned and lusted to be loved and she wanted to meet her father so when her friend Kieran and Cole had spoken of the trial of time travel she joined in for they knew how her mother was hardly home. However, when she journeyed to the past to meet Harry, she found that he was just as busy, if not busier, than her own mother. She also met her mother from the past, though she never divulged to either of them that she was their daughter. Merely, she used an alias, and in this case she got to know her mother and her father, though Harry was rarely there to speak with her.
As for Cole, in her doctoring he had started on a very new patient. She couldn’t have been older than six and already so tragically ill. In a mental state the poor child had claimed to hear voices in that it had been quite true. A daughter of Bill and Fleur’s, Emmanuelle Teagan. Yet at the time the girl’s case wasn’t as horrible as the future held out for her. He knew, when he left, that others would help her and he explained what was going on to her for they were ever so close even before she became his patient.
Now with the three in 1997 it causes a bit of damage as one may contemplate. For starters it is quite a shock with Kazlen and Elphaba meeting their children in what would be a few years. Cole had turned out more than well despite El’s poor parenting and in his time he had been very successful at St. Mungoes and attempted to care for her mum. He had also, as he grew up, gotten help with a raising from Harry, Hermione, and Kazlen with El finally giving in—and Erik. Becoming one of the tragedies: Around when Cole was four-years-old, 1997, El had become much worse in depression and Erik had decided her over Voldemort. Four years later, with El becoming worse by the day, Erik was murdered by his Lord for Betrayal. The key to this seemed to lock when Older Cole explained to Elphaba that Erik would die in four years. That caused her to become worse in her depression. On a less dramatic note Cole had fallen madly in love with a girl from ’97, Elisabeth causing a bit of awkwardness, yet El couldn’t have been happier for her son.
With it all, it’s a bit strange when twenty-six-year-old Cole and four-year-old Cole spend time together. As with both Kierans.
That isn’t it with the time travels. Just a few days before Cole, Kieran, and Lily left a girl of seventeen or so had suddenly shown up. Cole recognized her at once as being an older Emmanuelle and the girl was worse than ever: she seemed to crack in a mental breakdown as soon as he called her by the nickname he had always, Emmy. The pretty face of veela blood tormented by a starvation and paleness. She told him, in a voice as if afraid of death, that she had remembered what he told her when she was six. Further going on into detail that he mother and father could hardly handle this and so she had been admitted, for good, to the psychiatric ward of St. Mungoes. The man knew not what to do at first. Emmanuelle had been in tears, already, afraid of what voices she heard inside her head. Schizophrenia had taken on to another level and she was definitely fit for a hospital for that of a multiple personality developed in that her other self would tell her to do horrible things such as murder and when defying orders her other self would perform the action, telling her she did it. A few months before Emmanuelle had be admitted she had attempted to murder Arthur Weasley in quite a fight, screaming of being forced to. He Nonetheless he [Cole] knew he couldn’t deny her and so brought her along to go to 1997, leaning that she calls me Emmy! You can’t call me that!! You can’t call me that, Cole!. Thus as she comes back, seeing Arthur Weasley causes quite a problem.
With more news, Emmanuelle was able to inform Cole that in her time that Hermione Swann had become in a state not so well. Ammon had gone missing just months before, while Viktor Krum keeps appearing and disappearing. She noted that it probably was Viktor who kidnapped Ammon and to that Hermione had realized she lost another lover. In result, Emmanuelle explained that the woman had resorted to cutting and attempted suicide a few times. Nonetheless she was quite okay with Harry and the others there to support her.
But all that had been going on in the years from Elphaba’s fifth to Emmanuelle’s seventeenth birthday all played off one another in that of time travel, small things: cause and effect. All one big circle of terror. With the statement of carefully choosing quite important. Now with this, the characters to be played have their fates at hand. One single decision could affect the entire future greatly.
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now that you've suffered through that grammar error infested plot time for my intro:
With the terrors tainted in her innocent mind, blinded by death and screams. For her hopes had been destroyed so soon in the events, while through the endeavor she learned fending for one’s self could be the cause of a major death, yet sticking together blossoms a survival, only to depend on one person’s bravery to risk his or her life. Attempting to act the hero, succeeding, albeit causing great pain in the loss.
Because Ron risked his life
.
And he died.
Attempting to act the hero, succeeding, albeit leaving a tormented girlfriend distraught in the realization of never seeing the man again, connected with in the guardians place of others. Or it may not have been to act the hero… Just protect Harry.
Everyone had tried, sincerelyattempted, to be careful around Hermione; for the Weasleys had seen the strong effort the young girl had to cover up all emotion. Through the horrendous agony devouring her heart the reality of life nowadays seemed only natural that members of the Good Side were murdered. It was not as if Ron should have been invincible because she loved him, no. Other wives lost her spouse: it was all a designed fate of great emotion burned with the soreness of shattered dreams. The loss of his life affected her personally, nonetheless was just another death. Yet one so close to Harry… It could have all been planned out. No matter the fact it brought unto her mindset a realization of how horrible things truly were… That it was possible Harry would perish.
Nothing from the past mattered any longer, for it had been so, the future could do nothing to change what had happened.
Yet it was all she could do but know his beautiful body and sweet face would decompose. The bugs and worms would devour his rotting flesh…. his handsome features would be left out for the buzzards to feast on to their hearts’ content, if so his grave defiled. The girl’s pretty, little mind could not harbor these thoughts… the painting of his decaying body had haunted her dreams. And her vile, selfish ways wished for it to be her who had died first… To save her own self from heartache… Yet if he had lived and she perished she would plant the same pain of loss, and mural of Hermione’s skin disappearing to show her beautiful bones, but beautiful in the eyes of the living dead. But in the mind of a lover? Oh, nothing but a once true, glamorous love become nothing but death; or, to be more specific, Hermione’s gorgeous, brown eyes pecked out and leave her skull hollowed and corroded.
But it seemed almost an acme of difficulties with her own emotions. She needed to force herself to go on. Yet the ring, which she still kept on her quivered finger, seemed to hold her back in such a way albeit giving her courage to pursue through the terror of the battle. He was watching over her, she knew it. Right there… In her heart. It was a struggle to contemplate, but he was… He had to have been.
And, oh, she hadn’t seen Harry much at all since Bellatrix murdered her darling-sweet boy. This, another painful stab of like losing two friends. However, she was clever enough to figure he carried the blame, he forced it on himself. It wasn’t, not exactly… A bit true in the fact that the war was between Potter and the Dark Lord. People died fighting to protect him. Ron died fighting to protect him. It was just how things were.
But she often, as Harry had most likely done, wrapped herself in solitude, her own thoughts brushing her mind with her soft eyes becoming spaced, a glassy fog tagged with a soft drizzle being held back. For it was the time when she did so, being in the twins’ shop it so brought harsh feelings to her tormented little soul. When sitting in a corner and reading books wouldn’t help, she would just cry. But while she walked down the isles, holding back depression’s wet salt causing a pain in her forehead and choke in her throat, she couldn’t help but shiver in his memory… All the items calling out recollections of how Fred and George would prank their brother. He despised it so much… And that product made in honor of him.
In one row, hidden behind the shelf she had gazed up, with her head poked out to see her own best friend outside the shop. Yet he wasn’t turned in her direction. It gave her moments to think of how events should have been. It was quite hard: seeing him, because they weren’t the trio anymore. It was just Hermione and Harry… Harry and Hermione. With their little joke of being James and Jane with an H for the first letter of the name before… There was no Ron. It had been as if she lost Potter too but he was back…. Mixed emotion.
She had to hold in more tears.
Her next actions were swift. Sneaking out of the back door, she gingerly came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I missed you….” She paused a moment. “Don’t even leave like that again…. I don’t need to lose you too.”
But once you shorten it up, I'm so joining, girl.