Her stroy told.

[Kiara Johnson]

Her Story Told : Written by Kerri C.



    It is summer in the land; a warm breeze rustles the leaves of the surrounding trees.  The sweet smell of grass hangs in the air around two women.  They are seated on a bench in a large garden full of summer blooms.  The first, a small girl of teenage years, sits in her yellow summer dress as she holds a red flower to her nose and smiles.  The second, a woman of undetermined age, although her beauty is that of every mans dream, her eyes tell of years of a life that has both hurt and hardened her.  She too, however is smiling.

    "You don't have to tell me grandma, if you don't want to, I realize your past is a story in which you seldom speak."  States the younger girl, the smile on her pretty young face still apparent although now, a look of concern is present in those brilliant green eyes.
"No, Celeste, I feel I need to tell some one of the life I lead, I believe that you, are the one I need to speak with, for fear that you too, may one day be faced with certain decisions.  You are cursed with the same power as I am, you, like me will one day sit here with your own grandchild, speaking the story you will by then, have to relate."

    They are silent for a while, Celeste, not wanting to interrupt her grandmothers thoughts, she has learned that to do so, sometimes could mean a lesson in patience, one of which she knew too well and was not wanting to repeat, yet again.

    "Kiara, that's what my name was then, it was the name I was born with, I shall start there, at the time of my birth."  Kiara paused, took a deep breath and then continued.  "I was born a twin, a very long time ago.  Too long in fact it was ---" She paused again, a look of thought showing across her still young and beautiful face.  "I believe, three thousand years ago, although, you already know that.  My mother was a witch, working for what was then known as The Ministry of Magic, a place for the politicians of the magic world to play God.   Little did they know, they were no better than the self absorbed, Muggles they fought so hard to be unlike."
"Muggle?"  Celeste asked
   Kiara smiled.  "Oh, I forget that we no longer call the humans that any longer, forgive me, it is an old term.  Shall I continue?"
"Yes please, shall I not ask any more questions if I don't understand?"  Celeste asked.
"No, child, you may ask what you need to keep up, I am sure we will come to parts where you will need help in understanding."  Kiara smiled at her granddaughter.  "Well, like I said, she worked in the Ministry, she was what they called an Auror.  Aurors were the ones who took down and either killed or brought to justices the really bad and powerful Wizards and Witches of the time.   As I understand it, she was good too, that is until my father found her.  He raped her, several times before the Ministry finally found it in their hearts to let her go into hiding, she found out she was pregnant and wanted to move to the States, that is what they called this part of the world, back then.  Well, they made her wait until she gave birth to her child, no knowing they were twins till the last moment.  They made her separate us at birth, thinking it best not to keep us together lest my father, seek us out.  She took me with her, leaving my brother to a couple, known as the Potters.  From what I was told of them, they were great people indeed."   Kiara paused again to look at her granddaughter, she smiled.  "Not to worry child, everything works it's self out, in a bit."

    "My life for the most part was spent in the company of old scorers and such, one of which, I do believe I will never forget, his name was Belgarion, Lord of the West and God slayer.  Wonderful man, really, kind of soft about the edges though, I really got away with a lot around him, but I am rambling....One day, my mother got an owl from England, that is the other continent to the east of us here, the Ministry wanted her back, evidently, my father was beginning to show himself again.  You know, I have told you of what happened to him, when he tried to kill Harry Potter.  Well, we were off, almost immediately, I was but your age then, fifteen, I knew nothing of the world out side my books and star scopes, I was about to learn...." She trailed off.  Thinking and remembering how she had felt, taken from her home and brought to a new beginning, she remembered, she didn't like it, at all.

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[AveryLeo31]

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[Ginny Weasly]

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[Kiara Johnson]

(Thanks PPL, I will write more tonight, later.)

[Kiara Johnson]

"You didn't much care for the idea of being uprooted from your home, did you grandmother?"  Celeste asked.
Kiara smiled, "You are the perceptive one, aren't you?  No, I didn't like it one bit."
"I could tell, your eyes flashed, just a bit when you spoke of moving, like they do when you get angry with Grandpa."  Celeste giggled a little.
"No, not like that, your grandfather may pull my strings, from time to time but I could never, hate him the way I hated the Ministry for uprooting us, never, I still blame Cornelius Fudge for what happened to my mother, I always will.   May his bones be chewed upon by the dogs of hell for all eternity."   Kiara's eyes flashed once again but then a calm came over her and she relaxed, shall we continue?"
Celeste smiled and nodded her head, shifting her wait around to a more comfortable position.

    "We arrived in England, about 3 months before their school year was to begin, I had no worries though because I didn't attend a Witch Craft school, I am a sorceress.  Humph!  That's what I thought, but I get ahead of my self.  My mother and I had spent two days, searching for the best Sorcery teachers available, we had narrowed it down and were beginning to sit down to dinner when the door to our new home flew open..."  Kiara tailed off, closed her eyes and shuddered before gaining control, once again and taking a deep breath, "Best to get it over with, fast."

     "---in walked a cloaked figure of a man.  Quite a strong and powerful magic user, I could sense.  My mother grabbed me and threw me into another room, I heard her yelling.  I also heard the man.  I will never, forget that conversation, never...*You can't have her, she belongs to me and I won't let you take her!*
Give her to me and step out of the way Aurora!  I will have my daughter and there is nothing you can do to stop it.*
No I wont---
"And then I saw, from under the crack in the door, a green flash and I heard my mother fall to the ground, then footsteps headed my way, next thing I know, I hear the clatter of hooves, the man yells out something then it goes silent again, I stuck my head out of the door and saw my mom, lying there, dead, I also saw where the hooves came from.  Standing in the door way was a wonderfully beautiful, unicorn, I would later discover him to be the King of all herds, and his name is unpronounceable in the human speech.  I called him Malden."   Kiara pauses again to take a deep breath and steady herself.  The memory of her mother's death, flashing up again like a wave from the ocean, hitting her full in the face and leaving behind a sting, like that of sand, in a wound.

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[Kiara Johnson]

      The two of them sit together in silence until Kiara is ready to continue.  Celeste looks up at her grandmother expectantly and Kiara obliges with more of her story.

    "I sat there, holding my mother to me for I don't know how long, wishing that this was all a dream.  Of course, it wasn't, finally, I got up, laying my mother on the floor gently, then walked outside.  I had no idea as to what I should do, we had no owl to send a message so instead, I walked to the pond, behind our house.  I knelt down and, closing my eyes, called for the water demon that lived there for help.  He soon came, of course, water demons do nothing for free, I paid dearly for the help he was to offer me, although, he still hasn't received that payment."  Kiara smiled, she knew her granddaughter would want to know her price and she would tell her but not until she asked.

 Celeste waited for a bit.  "What was the price you had to pay grandma?  You do plan on telling me, don't you?"  She asked impatiently.  Kiara smiled and then winked at her.
 
    "I was to give him my soul, when I die, that is."  Kiara laughed.  "However, that particular water demon, died, 1000 years ago so, I don't have to pay any more."
Celeste laughed at that.  "You mean since he died, the agreement was broken?"  She asked.
"Yes dear, when you make an agreement with a demon, you make it with only that demon, they are to selfish to share with the others so, if something happens to it, the deals off.  Besides, they only live about 2000 years anyway so, a sorceress, like us, can easily out live them."  Together the two had a laugh about it then Kiara continued.

[Kiara Johnson]

     "The demon, his name was Sabozios, he was to deliver my distress call to the ministry, you see, they had a water fountain in their main foyer so he could quickly get to it."  Kiara stopped again.  

    "I think it's time for us to go in and have some lunch, I'm sure your mother will be looking for you soon."  Kiara said and then stood up and took Celeste by the hand and together, the two of them walked up to the manor.

    "Oh, there you two are.  I was just about to go out looking for you."  Celeste's mother said.  Kiara winked at Celeste as if to say I told you so.  Celeste giggled a little.
"Oh mom, you knew I'd be with grandma, why do you worry so?  I'm safe with her, you know that."  Celeste said as she kissed her mother on the cheek.
"Kami, Celeste and I will grab lunch then we'll take it out to the garden, we're kinda in the middle of something just now.  Ok dear?"  Kiara told her daughter.  Kami looked questionably at Kiara but just nodded her head, not really sure she wanted to know what the two of them might be up to.  Kiara and Celeste grabbed a few sandwiches then took off back outside to the garden.

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[Kiara Johnson]

     The sun was now at the highest point in the sky so the two girls decided to move into the shade of an old tree to eat their meal.  After they had spread a blanket, which Kiara had made appear out of thin air, on the ground, they sat down.  The warm breeze of earlier was now gone, leaving the air hot and still.  The shade of the tree was most welcome.

    "So what happened next?  Did the Ministry send someone for you?  How long did it take?"  Celeste asked after swallowing her food.  Kiara leaned her back against the trunk of the tree and finished eating before she started up again.

    "Yes, the Ministry received my call and in no time at all, a short man, came walking into the yard.  He introduced himself as Croaker.  That's all, just Croaker, suddenly, my home was filled with many witches and wizards.  All of who worked in different departments of the Ministry.  I was taken away by broomstick.  They didn't know I could teleport and I wasn't ready to let them know just what I was capable of at that point.  I was taken directly to the Ministry; they put me in a small room until they could decide what to do with me.  I was alone, utterly and completely alone for the first time in my life and I must admit, I was scared.  I couldn't get the man's words out of my head, he kept saying I belonged with him, was he my father and if so, who was he and why did he go so far as to kill my mum to get to me?  All these questions and more were swimming through my head and I finally, broke down and cried.  Yes, me, your grandma, cried."  Kiara took a long drink from her juice then continued

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 "You'll find I didn't do a whole lot of that, crying, that is.  I had no time for felling sorry for myself, or for others.  I look upon the times I should have cried now and think that maybe if I had taken the time to actually do it, maybe things would have been a bit easier for me.  However, I opted to get angry instead, and that is precisely, what I hope you will avoid.  It is what put me in the place I ended up later on in life."  Kiara turned a stern gaze upon her granddaughter, hoping Celeste understood what she was saying.  Celeste nodded her head, fully understanding that Kiara's life would probably been different if she'd only learned to control her temper and Celeste, would be sure to take a lesson in that.

    "I was at the Ministry for only a week before they told me that a man had gained custody of me.  They told me his name was Lucius Malfoy and that I would be living with him from now on.  They also advised me that I was to attend, Hoggwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  This shocked me as; I am not a witch, why should I go to a school for witchcraft?  That was answered only by stating that my mother wanted it to be this way if anything should happen to her.  So, I went, to the Malfoy Manor.  A car came and picked me up, Mr. Malfoy didn't even bother to escort me personally, and instead, he sent his son, Draco Malfoy.  He seemed ok at first, perhaps a little snobbish but, not too bad, I got along with him during the long trip back, to what I would, from that point on, call home."  

    "What did he look like, Draco I mean?"  Celeste asked.
Kiara smiled, "Oh, I forget, teenagers, always worried about what a person looks like."  Kiara teased.  "Well, he was about 5 feet 8 inches tall, blonde hair and ice-blue eyes.  He was of a slender, almost athletic build.  Actually, he was quite good looking.  If it wasn't for his mouth, he would have been a prime candidate for me to date."  Kiara winked at Celeste who giggled at he thought of her grandma dating.  Kiara looked at her in surprise.
"Just wait, I have al sorts of juicy stories for you."  She laughed at the shocked expression on Celeste's face.
"What, do you think I have been with your grandpa for all these years?  Think about it child, he is not a sorcerer --- " She left it hanging and Celeste's eye brightened in acknowledgment.
"There, now you've got it.  Shall I continue or do we sit out here talking like school girls about our crushes, instead?"  Kiara asked.  Celeste smiled.
"You know, I think that will be another topic for us to discuss at a later date, please continue Grandma."  Celeste answered.
"Very well, where was I? ...Oh, yes.."

    Kiara started again, "When we finally arrived at the Manor, and had gotten out of the car, Lucius was waiting at the door.  I was taken aback by his presence.  Truly, a powerful man, I could tell at first sight.  He stood a good 6 feet tall, perhaps add a few inches, I'm not sure however, that wasn't what impressed me.  He had long, platinum blonde hair and dark brows.  He stood with perfect posture and wore a very unwelcoming scowl.  His mere presence commanded attention, I could feel his power, and he was truly a strong wizard.  My first imprisons of the man would prove to be correct.  He was not only a powerful wizard but also, a powerful politician.  His class was high in the ranks, you could tell that simply by looking at his home, very wealthy they were.  I didn't see his wife for several days and assumed, at first, he was either divorced or she had died.  They, Draco and Lucius, never even mentioned her to me.  Later, however, she did show up.  Evidently she had been visiting with relatives, or so I was told.  I now believe differently."  Kiara took another drink from her glass then began again.

    "The first two weeks of my stay there, proved to be a great learning experience indeed.  My mother was never into the politics of proper dining and such so I received a crash course in edict then.  They were perfect the perfect family, from the outside, looking in.  However, once inside, you find out just what makes then tick.  The marriage of Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy was purely political.  There was no love there.  The only time they even talked or even pretended to like one another was when they had guests.  I soon found that if I stayed out in the garden, no one would even bother to look for me.  That is until Draco found my hiding place.  Evidently, he too, took to going out there when his father was in a particularly bad mood.  He found me and came over to sit on the bench, next to me.  I think it was the first real conversation I had with him from the time we met.  He was actually civil to me, almost human.  I remember the conversation like it was yesterday...."

[Kiara Johnson]

     "Kiara, what do you make of my mum and dad?  I know they don't talk much, my father is only interested in one thing, and that's power.  My mum has been talking about leaving.  I'm not sure if my father will allow it ---" Draco trailed off.  
"I noticed it from the start, Draco.  I'm sorry; I wish I could do something to help.  What do you mean, won't permit it?"  I replied.
Draco looked over the garden before he answered me, I don't know if he really intended on letting me in on what his father would do or not but for some reason, maybe he just needed to get it out, he told me.
"I mean, Kiara, that my father would kill her, or have her killed before he'd loose face to the public due to a divorce."  He replied rather quickly.
I wasn't sure how to take it; I couldn't believe he had just told me this.  But then again, like I said, I think he just needed to let it go on some one.  I wanted to hug him or something at that point but after what he told me next, I'm glad I didn't.  His total expression changed, it was once again just as hard as his father's ever was, almost vindictive, in a way. It was like he wanted to hurt me, like he had intended to do it from the start.  I sometimes think he told me about his parents, just to put me off guard for the real reason he came out there.
"By the way, Kiara, I know who your father is ---" He laughed.  " And yes, he was the one who killed that looser, mother of yours.  Perhaps you've heard of him?  Lord Voldemort, that's who it is.  I also get to be the one to introduce you to him."  Draco then turned his gaze upwards towards the balcony that looked out over the garden.  I barely had time to let what he said soak in.  I followed his gaze, upwards to that balcony and was welcomed by the sight of Lucius Malfoy standing next to a, man, if that's what you called him, who stood just as tall as Lucius but was even more, if that was possible, and I guess it was, powerful looking than him.  He stood a good 6 feet tall but what caught my attention more than anything else, was that his eyes, even from this distance, I noticed, were red, not human at all.  The sight of the man sent a chill down my spine.

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