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We come into this world unknown
But know that we are not alone
They try and knock us down
But change is coming, it’s our time now.
Kelly Clarkson
Hanadriel sighed as she considered the argument that was currently raging between her two younger brothers. It was almost completely blown out of proportion, so much so that it was almost a full-blown civil war in Heaven. It wasn’t an argument she fancied getting involved in and knew her Aunt and Father were leaving the Heavenly realms because neither of them desired getting involved either. Father had stated it was a matter of free will and her Aunt had agreed. Shaking her head in agitation, she sighed at the thought that most of the younger angels and the majority of the archangels didn’t know about their Eldest Sister. Many believed that Michael and Lucifer were the eldest two archangels with Gabriel and Raphael being the youngest two but it wasn’t true. Hanadriel was in fact the Eldest and First Born Angel and had been Blessed magically at her Creation. Shortly before the Creation of her younger brother Michael, she’d been sent to stay with her Aunt Magic as her Father had wanted her existence to be kept secret as she was Created and Blessed to be the fourth most powerful being in existence with God, Death and her Father’s Sister, Magic, being the three most powerful beings before her.
There were of course, other beings that had power almost equivalent to her own such as Death’s younger brothers War, Pestilence and Famine, as well as the entity known as Destiny and her twin Fate. Below them were the gods and goddesses of the pantheons who were avatars of the aforementioned entities, who carried out the will of the Primordial Beings. Sighing, Hanadriel continued to walk about the Courtyard Gardens of Magic, private gardens that belonged to her Aunt which only she and her Father currently had permission to enter, her thoughts turning to the two brothers that she knew remembered the Eldest One.
“Hanadriel, child.” Her Father’s voice sounded, pulling her from her thoughts.
“Yes Father? What is it?” she asked, looking around. Her Father’s chuckle echoed around her and she watched as he materialised in front of her.
“I and Magic have decided to leave the Heavenly Plains for Earth. We grow weary of hearing Michael and Lucifer argue and have no desire to be here when the War starts. As it is a matter of free will, it is up to them to work it out.”
“I understand Father. I also have no wish to remain and get dragged into this War. Besides, I’ve never been to Earth and it sounds like such a fascinating place with yours and Aunt May’s creatures, Humans and Magi wandering around.” Hanadriel replied with a small smile.
“Very well. Choose two angels to follow you and I shall give you your first vessels, perhaps among the Magi with Magic’s permission.”
“You have my permission, Brother. I will be delighted to host my favourite niece and her Chosen among my people.” Magic said as she materialised next to her brother.
“Excellent! So, daughter, who are your Chosen companions?”
“I choose young Gabriel and little Castiel. They are the only two who even remember that I am the Eldest and First Born even if it’s only peripherally.”
“Ah, two of my better behaved children. Good choice, Hanadriel. When you next wake, you shall be but a newborn babe, a Magi born to two descendants of a Magi and a Human. You shall be the twin of a Magi-child and the younger sister of a Human. Your future will be complex, dark and hard but full of love and laughter. I wish you luck child.”
“Thank you Father. Enjoy your vacation, the both of you. I’m sure I shall see you one day. Oh, one final question! What of my Grace?”
“It shall appear to you in a miniature vial attached to a silver necklace upon your eleventh birthday when you need it.” Magic answered her niece before, with a flash, Hanadriel knew no more and both God and Magic left the Heavenly Plains.
30th January 1960
“Congratulations Mr and Mrs Evans, you have two beautiful daughters. Have you thought of names for them?” Nurse Mary asked as she handed the twins to their mother, Rose.
“Yes, Lily Marie Evans and Violet Hannah Evans.” Rose whispered as she gazed lovingly at her daughters.
18th August 1970
“You’re both freaks! That’s what you are, freaks!” Petunia yelled at her younger sisters. Hana and Lily shared a look before turning to stare at their older sister in a rather eerie manner.
“We’re not freaks, Petunia.” Lily started.
“That’s a horrible thing to say.” Hana finished.
“Well, you are! That’s where you’re going. A special school for freaks. You two and that Snape boy…weirdos, that’s what you three are!” Petunia retorted before running away. The twins sighed, ever since they’d gotten that letter it had brought nothing but trouble between them and their formerly loving sister and they hated it.
30th January 1971
Violet Hannah Evans and Lily Marie Evans had just gone to bed after celebrating their eleventh birthday when a brief white flash appeared causing Violet, or Hana as she preferred to be called, to stir and sit up. She rubbed her eyes and looked around the room trying to find the source of the bright flash of light before her eyes lit upon her side table and the white box that sat upon it.
“This wasn’t here before.” She murmured before reaching out to grab it. As she did so the box melted away to reveal a miniature vial on a silver necklace. The vial glowed with a faint white light which pulsed in time with her heartbeat.
“Violet? What is that?” Lily whispered as she got out of bed and walked to her sisters’ side of the room.
“I don’t know, Lily but I think it’s important. Help me put it on?” Hana asked.
“What if it’s dangerous?” Lily asked hesitantly as she bit her lip.
“I don’t think it is. If it was then something would have happened by now, Lily. I’ve been sitting here staring at it for a good ten minutes already. If something was going to happen, it already would have.” Hana replied.
“Well, alright then.” Lily replied reluctantly as she undid the clasp and her sister lifted her hair so she could put the necklace around her neck. That done, they both returned to their beds. During the night the vial pulsed brighter, but still in time with Hana’s heartbeat, and unlocked some of her memories while she slept.
1st September 1971
They were in the Hogwarts Great Hall, a magnificent place and the ceiling was amazing too having been charmed to look like the night sky outside. Behind them, they could hear Severus, their first friend and the one to tell them they were witches, arguing with the obnoxious, arrogant boys James Potter and Sirius Black while they were waiting to be sorted.
“EVANS, LILY!” Lily calmly walked forward as her name was called and approached the tatty looking Sorting Hat sitting on the stool in front of the staff table.
Hmmm, what have we here. A strong, intelligent mind no doubt about that and bravery to match. Loyalty to family and friends and ambition aplenty…but where to put you?
‘If you please, Mr Hat, I’d prefer either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw.’ Lily responded mentally. The hat chuckled.
Yes, yes I see. Before I sort you, you may call me Henry…and come speak to me any time, I enjoy a curious mind and a good conversation from time to time, which I certainly don’t get from any of the staff. Anyway, better be…GRYFFINDOR!! The hat, Henry, shouted the last part out loud and Lily hopped off the stool after Henry was removed from her head and made her way to the Gryffindor table with much applause.
“EVANS, VIOLET!” Hana rolled her eyes. She’d been going by a variation of her middle name for as long as she could remember. Equally as calm as her twin before her, she walked up to the front and sat on the stool, waiting for the professor to put the hat on her head.
Oho, what do we have here, hmm? The Eldest and First Born of God it seems and Magic’s Blessed to boot. Not to mention you’re also the twin sister of a Miss Lily Evans. What a mixture! Let’s see now…very intelligent, cunning and ambitious, brave and loyal in equal measure. Hmm, difficult…very difficult. Where to put you?
‘I’d be grateful if you’d put me with my twin, Mr Hat. I’d loathe for her to put up with that prat James Potter and his cronies by herself. I just know they’re going to go to Gryffindor too!’ Hana requested.
It’s Henry, dear girl. And you’re probably right regarding Mr Potter and his friends. Also, I’d request you come with your sister and give a good conversation from time to time. Very well then…GRYFFINDOR…it is. Good luck, child. The House of Lions clapped and cheered loudly as Hana made her way over to her sister. From the corner of her eye she could see James and Sirius scowling at her even as Severus frowned, knowing he was probably headed for Slytherin.
26th July 1979
“I can’t believe you’re marrying that prat, Lily! After all he put me and Sev through at school, after all those pranks he used to try to impress you…all it takes is him wooing you in our last year when you both got the Head Prefects positions and now with this bloody war going on to boot!” Hana exclaimed as she and Lily sat in their shared apartment, drinking a glass of wine each.
“I know, Vi. I just…want some happiness that’s not provided by friends or relatives in these dark times. If he can provide it, then so be it. Not to mention, it’s more or less a marriage of convenience. Besides, you dated Remus in school and while he didn’t bully you or Sev out right, he never actually stopped his friends from doing so either, which makes you a bit of a hypocrite, Violet.” Lily retorted causing her twin to sigh.
“I know, Lily. I’m sorry. Forgive me?” Hana asked pulling out the puppy eyes.
“Fine, fine. I forgive you. Now, can you be happy for me?”
“Yes, of course but don’t expect me to not hex or prank your fiancé every now and again. He deserves it. And you have to make up with Sev before he does anything stupider than he’s already done.”
“Alright, fine. I’ll send an owl to Sev. I do kind of miss him too.” Lily confessed. Hana cheered and grinned at her twin whose cheeks were flushed pink.
31st July 1980
“Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Potter! You have two healthy baby boys. Would you like to hold them?” Mediwitch Louise asked as she wheeled the hospital crib towards Lily Potter’s bedside.
“Of course we do!” James scoffed as he walked around to the crib to look at the two boys. Lily glared at James, his rudeness was terrible. He had two heirs and she hoped he wouldn’t get rid of one of them since purebloods generally preferred one child at first and then would have more if they so desired. “Which is First Born?” he demanded.
“The one on the right, sir. What will you name him?” Mediwitch Louise asked nervously as she produced the birth certificates for both boys. As he picked up the one on the right, the babe opened his eyes revealing the greenest of green eyes, just like his mother.
“Hadrian James Potter. Harry for short. My wife can name the second child.” He said haughtily. Lily sighed and wished she’d listened to her sister. When she’d gotten to know James in their final year he’d seemed nice enough, if a bit obnoxious and arrogant but now he was just plain rude and was turning into a cruel man. She sat up as the Mediwitch passed her the second child and put quill to certificate to write the child’s name. The second babe opened hazy eyes revealing the purest of blue and Lily instantly fell in love. She knew both her boys would grow up strong and handsome.
“His name is Castiel William Potter. Cas for short.” The Mediwitch nodded and wrote the name down before sending copies of the certificates away to the Hospitals Archives, the Ministry’s Archives and Gringotts.
31st October 1981
A bang was heard as the front door was blown in and Voldemort walked in. James looked at the man in horror before turning to shout up the stairs where his wife was putting the boys to bed.
“Lily! Take the boys and run! He’s here!” James quickly turned and pointed his wand at Voldemort, causing the feared man to laugh a high pitched cackle.
“So you think you can best me, Lord Voldemort? Surrender now and I might be willing to spare your life!” the man demanded.
“Never! As long as I live you will never have my wife or children!” James spat vehemently.
“Very well.” Voldemort said, the battle commencing. James hoped he’d be able to hold out until his wife got the children out. Alas, he barely lasted ten minutes against the powerhouse that was the Dark Lord and the killing curse was the last thing he ever heard.
Upstairs, Lily waved her wand around her boys setting up the necessary protections before cutting her hand open and smearing her blood around the edges of the crib which she’d carved with runes. She heard the thump of her husband’s body hitting the floor downstairs as she finished up the ritual and wept at the thought of not being able to watch her boys grow up. She sent up a quick prayer that Hana would get there before anyone else could and take the boys. She didn’t want them in the hands of someone like Petunia and the fat tub of lard that masqueraded as her husband. Lily let her wand fall to the floor as she stood protectively in front of her boys just before the door was blasted open.
“Step aside, girl.” The Dark Lord demanded.
“Please not my babies. Please take me instead. Don’t kill my babies, please.” Lily begged.
“Stand aside, girl!”
“No, please! Not my babies! Please! Take me instead!”
“Avada Kedavra!” the green death spell flashed and hit Lily in the chest. The woman fell to the floor dead. The twins looked up at the man curiously and he sneered at them. The last thing he remembered was throwing the killing curse at the eldest child before being ripped from his body with a flare of pain and a scream. Lily’s ritual and sacrifice of her life had saved them both.
They sat in their cribs crying when Hana found them, completely unharmed except for two identical lightning bolt scars on the right side of their foreheads. Sighing softly she picked the two up and, with a glance at her deceased sister’s body she disappeared with a near silent fluttering of wings only moments before Severus and Sirius came rushing in.