Okay, I've decided to give up on my story, with school and work I just don't have the time to continue it anymore and I don't think it's fair to keep you waiting, this chapter is going to be the history of our two professors and the ending. I give my thanks to all my wonderful reviewers and I wish I could continue the story but I can't. So please enjoy.

"I own nothing but the two wonderful professors, the mind from which this plot has come from and the laptop which I wrote it on"

I shortened Anastasia's name to Anya to make it easier to write this chapter.

Anya sat in her office grading the papers from her thirds years. Brittany sat in corner munching on a sandwich for lunch. Anya dropped her quill and stood up packing up her things.

"So you're going to leave your office for once" Brittany said, waving her hand over the plate and making it disappear.

"Well I have no more classes for the rest of the day and mother is coming to visit" Anya said while walking over to the book case and placing the papers up next to the fourth years.

"Ahh yes your wonderful mother, looking forward to hearing her talk about how you should settle down and give her grandchildren?" Brittany asked while she sat down on a table and crossed her legs "Besides I heard the new quidditch professor has a thing for you"

"Mention that to my mother and you won't get cake for a month" Anya grabbed her wand and left her office.

Brittany pouted "You know my weakness"

Anya headed down the hallway and walked into her private living quarters, throwing her wand down on the table and pulling her long brown hair out from its confines of a hair elastic.

"I'm so glad that the first thing you do is say hello to your mother"

Anya turned to the older woman who sat on her couch, a cigarette rested in between her fingers. Anya rolled her eyes as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Hello Mother"

The older woman stood up off of the couch and walked over to Anya. Her free hand ran across Anya's cheek, stopping under her chin and lifting her gaze to hers

"I see" she start but Anya had interrupted her,

"Mother, I was hoping you would be here for a nice family visit, not going on about how I should get married, have kids, settled down, all the stuff you normally say".

"Anya, you're already twenty-one"

"I've been twenty-one for fifteen hundred years, why the hell do you think I've never settled down with anyone. How would a guy feel if they found out that their girl friend is something that isn't normal?"

"Anya, you should have no shame in your family"

"I don't have shame, I have disappointment that I can't give you what you want because of what our family is, what mothers in our family have passed down to their daughters for generations"

"But"

"I'm going out for a walk, Mother, Make yourself comfortable"

Anya grabbed her wand and tucked it into the belt of her robe, she left quickly and quietly, heading out to the lake. The older woman sat down on the couch and ran her fingers through her hair.

Anya sat down on the shore of the lake, drawing random lines in the sand with a stick that had washed up on to the shore. Brittany came over and sat down next to her, they both looked out over the lake.

"So how was you're meeting with Marsha" Brittany asked running her finger into the sand.

"I told her how I felt, the fact that I can't put anyone into my situation" Anya shrugged her shoulders lightly before picking up the stick and throwing it into the lake.

"You crave to be normal, who wouldn't with the life we've been living over the years" Brittany smiled softly, looking over to her friend

"Years? Try centuries" Anya laughed softly before it went quiet.

*503 AD*

A young girl with long brown hair walked into the study of what looked like it belonged to a castle. She was pale skinned but had a pink hue to her cheeks. She was dressed in a midnight blue medieval gown, with a black cloak draping over her body. Her brown hair rested in an elegant bun while ringlets of curls framed her face. She stopped in front of the desk and bowed her head slightly. Her red lips parted to speak.

"You wish to see me mother?"

The other woman looked up to the girl in front of her, before standing up and smiling softly to the girl. She looked just like the young girl that stood before her, except her hair was blonde. She walked around her desk and stood in front of the girl, grabbing her hands and smiling softly.

"My dearest daughter, today is your twenty-first birthday and it is time that I let you in on a little secret"

The older woman dropped one of her hands but held tightly on to the other. They left the study in silence, moving down the hallway, the young girl dared not speak so the only thing that could be heard was the light patter of their footsteps. They entered into a hallway that seemed to head farther down into the depths of the castle. The older woman walked down into the hallway until they reached the end. A lone stone doorway was all that was there. The woman pushed it open and ushered the young girl in. The room looked to be a living area with bookshelves lining the walls and above them, pictures.

"This is a room in the castle that is only available to our family; others just see an unfinished hallway. The reason for this is because this is where our family secret lays"

The young girl looked to her mother, confusion in her eyes. The older woman walked over to one of the book shelves and pulled out a thick tomb. She flipped over to a page started to read.

"The blood of the Mother,

Passed to the daughter,

Guardian magic runs in their blood,

Beats into their hearts,

Until their twenty-first moon,

When their hearts stop beating,

When Magic pools around their soul,

And their spirits are revealed,

Only then will they become.

Guardians of those that guard,

Until the end of time,

The blood of the Mother,

Passed to the daughter."

The young girl looked to her mother, more confused than before.

"Mother, I don't understand"

"My daughter, you are a guardian of the sprits, of what, I do not know. I guard the spirits of the water; you're aunt guards the spirits of the wind. Just as you have found out on your twenty-first, so will your cousin Brittany.

The young girl looked to her mother as the look of confusion before a look of realization.

"How could you lie to me like that, kept something this big from me fore twenty-one years?"

"I had no choice, we can not tell you until it is your time"

The young girl turned and ran out of the room, her hands grasping her gown tightly and lifting it up as she ran, she didn't even hear her mother call after her.

"Anya, you can not run from who you are"

Anya ran out of the hallway and outside, her feet kicked up bits of grass and dirt, tears streamed down her face as she thought about what her mother kept from her. This had changed her life. She ran into the woods, night had fallen and the moon was rising, she let go of part of her dress and it became hard for her to breath and her heart raced harder and harder. She tripped over the edge of her gown and fell on to the unforgiving floor of the forest, her hands moved up above her chest as the pain became unbearable, the moon rose higher in the sky, the higher it rose the more her heart screamed in pain. The animals of the forest, from the wolves to the rabbits, all stopped what they were doing to hear the sound of a dieing heart. The moonlight fell upon Anya's face as her heart beat for the last time. The moon light streamed down until it reached her chest. Whispers of the winds were heard as a glow seemed to emit from her chest, her blood started to pump again, but not through her heart, but through the heart of the forest. Anya fell into the forest, moon light covering her body, and power seemed to travel though her blood streams. The forest came alive; animals walked over to her and laid themselves around her body, Wolves kept her warm while keeping guard for any dangers. The forest and it spirits protected her as she one day will do for them.

Anya lifted her arm and covered her eyes with it, the sunlight had broken through the tree tops and was blinding her, even through her closed eyelids. She let out a groan and then heard laughter of what sounded like small children. She sat up quickly and opened her eyes, only instead of children she saw small fairies, or so she thought.

The biggest one out of the bunch, which was only about a foot tall, flew forward in front of Anya and bowed to her. She stood up straight again.

"Milady, It's good to see you are awake, we thought you would never come out of you deep sleep"

Another fairy stepped forward; she was about the size of the rest, seven or eight inches tall.

"Yes Milady, you had quite a powerful changing. Even the animals were curious of you"

Anya looked around wondering if she had gone crazy or seeing little fairies was normal these days.

The biggest one giggled.

"No Milady, you have not gone crazy, we are the spirits of the forest. I'm Tatiana Queen of the forest spirits"

The second biggest out of the bunch step forward

"I'm Odelina, Spirit of the trees"

The midsized one who had spoken earlier had stepped forward,

"I'm Rosaliaspirit of the grass

Another mid sized spirit stepped forward

"I'm Elvinaspirit of the animals"

The littlest spirit out of them all stepped forward and looked to Anya.

"And I'm Aethelwinespirit of the flowers"

Anya giggled lightly before looking to all of them,

"It's nice to meet you all"

The littlest spirit stepped forward and looked up to Anya.

"Are you our guardian, the one whose name the winds had whispered to us?"

Anya looked around the forest, as the words of her mother echoed in her mind "When Magic pools around their soul, and their spirits are revealed," Anya looked to the spirits and nodded softly. The spirits cheered and danced around her. They were glad that they had a guardian again. Anya stood up, a bit weak, she looked around the forest. She saw everything differently then when she was in here before. The smallest spirit few up to her.

"Milady, you best be getting home before your mother worries about you" the spirit kissed her on the cheek before Anya turned around to leave, the smaller spirit spoke again.

"You will always be one of us; we will always be with you"

Anya left the woods and headed back to the castle. Her life had changed forever.

A few months before Hogwarts started

"That's is Brittany, I'm getting the hell out of here"

Anya pulled trunks out of her closet and started to move around her room and started to throw all of her clothes into the open trunks.

"I can't take it anymore, mother is driving me crazy"

Brittany looked to her, rolling her eyes.

"And where do you plan on going?"

"I'm going to a place called Hogwarts, they are hiring teachers there, and they need a new defense against the darks arts teacher"

"I'm going with you"

"Brittany, I don't want to drag you in this"

"Anya we've been though everything together, let's not change that"

Anya smiles and she shrunk down everything in her room and placed it into another truck.

"Well if we are going to the wizarding world, might as well blend in like witches"

Brittany laughed and they left as soon as Brittany had her things packed, Anya left a note for her mother letting her know where she could find her and if she needed anything to contact her there.

"Don't you think your mother will come after you?"

Anya laughed slightly and shook her head

"Mother loves her job to much to chase me all the way to Europe."

Brittany giggled as the disappeared to Diagon alley.

"You're right; Marsha loves her job as being the mean old bus driver in the states"

"And the funny thing is, they think she is old and she isn't a day over thirty."

They walked further in to the alley, first stop was new clothes, they bought themselves new wardrobe of wizarding robes and a few formal outfits. They headed to get potion supplies, Anya bought herself the newest broom, The Twilight Rider, Brittany went crazy at the bookstore, Anya bought a few book few and there.

"Anya look!"

Brittany was pointing to an animal store; Brittany grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the store. She loved Brittany but sometimes she was worse than a child in a candy store. Brittany went off and looked at the owls, Anya set her gaze on a black kitten, smiling softly she got the black kitten, naming her Midnight. Brittany got an owl. It was black and white, so she named it Oreo. Anya rolled her eyes.

"You're such a weirdo sometimes"

"Just be glad I didn't name it Cake"

The last stop in their travels was for a wand, they didn't need them but Brittany said that most wizards couldn't do wand less magic so they had to get them for looks. They stopped at the wand shop called Olivanders. Anya stepped up to the desk first, an old man came out from behind.

"Ahh I knew I would be seeing you here"

Anya looked to the old man like he was crazy, he left and returned with a few boxes covered in dust. Anya tried all of them but none seemed to be her match. Olivander went to the back room and came out with a very old looking box, he pulled out the wand and gave it to her, the light that came form the wand was blinding, and it was pure white with golden streaks in it. The light died down and Anya held it in her hand.

"Very interesting, that was the first wand I ever made. Came from the wood of an ancient Willow tree, 14 and a half inches, the core is the hair of a unicorn wrapped in diamonds, you are a very special woman indeed"

Anya had paid him for the wand and waited for Brittany, she had a 12 inch oak wood with a griffin hair in it. They left the store and headed to a muggle hotel and stayed there until Hogwarts started

Hogwarts

Anya looked to the old professor that sat behind the desk, he could tell he was trying to tap into her mind, so all she let him see was her singing "wheels on the bus" over and over again.

"Well we are in need of a transfiguration professor and you seem able to fit that job, Miss. Jones will take over defense against the dark arts for you.

Anya smiled and headed out of the office, Dumbledore sat in his office wondering what the girl was hiding, she looked young but her eyes showed wisdom past the oldest wizard. He would have to find out about her but it would help if he even knew where she came from. He did a search for her in the states, Her mother is Marsha Evans, a muggle bus driver in the states, Miss. Jones was an orphan taken in by Miss. Evans, but it seems they only moved to the states a few years ago, the rest of the past is not recorded. Glavin was a false last name she took to avoid being brought up as a relation to her mother. Dumbledore rubbed his head slightly never was anyone so hard to find out about.

Present time

Oliver Wood listened as Brittany and Anya retold their life events to each other. He had hoped to catch up with Anya and ask her to the Christmas Eve Ball. He stepped back as he saw her close friend, what was her name?, Brittany sit down next to her, he didn't want to make an idiot out of himself in front of both of them.

Oliver sat down on the ground; his head was spinning with everything that he had heard. She was a spirit guardian, those were rare and were in only a select number of families and you never saw them at a magic school, their power was so advanced they made Dumbledore look like a first year. He thought to himself even if she wasn't what he thought she was, he still fell in love with her and he stood up, sucked it up and asked her to the Ball

Ten months later

Harry stood at the front of an alter, Oliver Wood next to him, laughing slightly at how nervous he was.

"Hey I wouldn't be laughing if I were you; you get to do this next week with Anya"

Oliver stopped laughing, it was true, Oliver had asked Anya to marry him at the Christmas Eve Ball, the same night that Harry asked Hermione to marry him. Hermione and Anya went crazy with wedding plans and Anya's Mother, Marsha cried when she had found out that her daughter was finally getting married. After that the three of them started to plan their weddings. Harry and Hermione had chosen a simple wedding with Anya marrying them. It was mid June and they stood on the shore of the great lake at Hogwarts. Oliver looked at the time on his watch; Harry had only ten more minutes to be a free man.

Anya stood next to Hermione as she looked at herself in the mirror. Brittany was bouncing Mina in her arms and Marsha went to go take care of some last minute things. Anya placed a simple crown of white roses on top of Hermione's head. The twosome that was Brittany and Anya became a five some after Oliver, Harry, and Hermione had joined in on their little secret. Hermione had figured it out after one of their late night lessons with the professors, and Anya had told them everything. Marsha wasn't happy with her daughter actions but she soon saw that they could keep it a secret from everyone.

Hermione stood therein the white wedding dress. It was a strapless a-line gown that was covered in sparkles and glittered when she walked. It had a slight train to it only about two feet out from the bottom of her dress. She hugged Anya before she left. Hermione grabbed her flowers and took a hold of Ron's arm.

Anya stood in front of the small group. She wore a simple medieval gown of gold and a silver headband. The music started and Hermione walked down the aisle. Brittany sat next to Marsha with Mina in her arms. Hermione reached the end as Ron gave her hand to Harry's and took a seat. Anya started.

"Dearly beloved…"

One week later

Anya stood in front of a mirror while her mother did some last minute things to her hair. Hermione and Harry got back from their honeymoon in Spain the day before Anya's wedding. Brittany was more than happy to hand mina back to Hermione, with the proclamation "I'm never having kids". Marsha pined the lace veil into her hair and placed the silver crown upon her head. Marsha started to tear up as her only daughter was getting married.

Hermione stood at the front of a wooden alter. Oliver stood there pacing back and forth. Oliver and Anya had chosen to get married in the woods where Anya had found out about her guardianship. Harry and Hermione were going to do the wedding because Anya had trusted no one else with such a touchy matter, not only were they getting married but Anya was giving Oliver an eternity with her though sharing with him her guardianship of the woods, and in this ritual she trusted Harry and Hermione, as did Oliver. It was a small amount of people but Oliver and Anya went with a formal wedding.

Anya stood at the end of the aisle. Her brown hair was pulled up into a bun and ringlets hung down around her face. Her gown was a butterfly sleeved ball gown with a sweetheart neckline and a princess cut waist, the train drifted behind her in a sea of white as the jewels on her gown sparkled in the sunlight. Anya held on to her mother's hand, a bouquet red and white roses tied with ribbon in the other. She started to walk down the aisle. Marsha kissed her daughter's forehead before giving her to Oliver and sitting down while Brittany took her flowers. Harry started to speak.

"Dearly Beloved…"

Two years later

"Come on Anya pushed"

Marsha said, Anya was in labor with her and Oliver's first child. She laid on a bed with sweat pouring down her face. Oliver was holding her hand, trying not to scream as she held it to the point where his hand felt like it was going to break.

"Oliver Wood, I swear to the gods that you are never going to touch me again for as long as you live"

Anya screamed as she pushed. Brittany was dabbing a cool washcloth on her forehead before being called away by one of the nurses.

"And if you do touch me again I will cut you to pieces and feed it to you through a straw, you want more children, you can have them"

Anya screamed again as she pushed. Brittany walked up to Oliver and whispered something to him.

"It's nothing more important then the birth of your child, now pay attention"

"Anya love, Hermione went into labor"

"Well good for her, she's not your wife"

After twenty minutes, Anya gave birth to a baby girl, Oliver and Anya named her Sophia Genevieve Wood. It was the happiest day of their life.

Hermione and Harry had given Mina a baby brother, named James Oliver Potter. The two children were born only an hour apart from each other.

Harry and Hermione bought a house right next to Anya and Oliver. Marsha lived across the street so she could spend time with them. Harry and Hermione started to call her mom after mina started to call her Nana. Brittany got a house next to Marsha, she loved spending time with the little ones but kept her promise that she would never have children. Harry and Hermione had 3 more children. Two girls and one boy. The girl's names were Alexis Anya Potter and Maria Marsha Potter, and the boy was named Alexander Evan Potter. Anya and Oliver had a son when Sophia was five, they named him Michael Harry Wood. Mina turned eleven and got her letter to Hogwarts. Sophia and James got their letters when Mina was entering her fourth year. A very pregnant Anya bid her oldest daughter good-bye on the train and promised to let her know the baby's name, a month later, however Anya got a surprise, when she gave birth to a daughter and a son named Isabella Noel Wood and Jason Anthony Wood. Anya and Hermione gave birth to their last children, Anya a daughter named Alexandria Rose Wood and Hermione a son named Leo David Potter.

Time went on for them. All their children went through Hogwarts, Each with a different ranking in their class. Sophia and James were heads together and got married straight out of Hogwarts. Most of them got prefects for their house.

Anya and Oliver watched as Harry and Hermione grew old together. Hermione died at the age of eighty three surrounded by her loved ones. Harry died not even a year later. Anya and Oliver still at the age of twenty one and twenty five were sadden at the lost of their best friends. A few years later Anya had a daughter and a son, her and Oliver respectfully named them Harry Oliver wood and Hermione Anya Wood. Mina pasted away at the age of ninety eight. She was buried next to her mother and father. Some say within the village you can see a young couple visiting the graves of the family once in a while but no one ever see who they are.

THE END

Okay here is the chapter, longest one so far and the crappiest. Basically if you didn't get it, Anya was immortal due to that fact that she is a spirit guardian, she shared that with Oliver. Sophia their oldest, became a guardian at the age of twenty one as it was done before. Their other children have the choice to become immortal if they want too.

Mina never married. She became a transfiguration professor in a school close to their village, spending time with her family and helped Anya with her newest children named after her parents. No she didn't teach at Hogwarts.

Harry and Hermione's children grew up and got married. Had children etc.

Anya's and Oliver's children grew up. James and Sophia had children and built a house next to Harry and Hermione.

Marsha and Brittany stayed with Anya and Oliver.

Well that's it for this story, hope you enjoyed the last chapter, a little rushed but I was trying to get it done.

Until we met again

Professor Evans