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The Forgotten Daughter.

Chapter 1: Before the Lightning.

May 2nd, 2006

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry:

"It's over," Melinda Potter said as she stood on a chunk of rubble from the same bridge Voldemort had led his army across, forcing Hagrid to carry her limp body for all to see.

She was pretty high up, she realized. If she lost her balance from up here... she chuckled bitterly. The war had cost her so much, and she had a gut feeling it wasn't over for her yet.

Sure, she'd defeated Voldemort but something told her she had another war to fight and she wasn't sure she liked that. Wasn't she allowed some time to rest after this? Not to mention she had Teddy to take care of now, she wasn't some veteran who could go home now and do nothing.

She had responsibilities, another war would only cause her problems. Though, she supposed Teddy would be alright with his grandmother for now.

"Why didn't it work for him, the Elder Wand?" Hermione asked.

Melinda snorted.

"It answered to somebody else. When he killed Snape he thought the wand would become his but..." she turned to look at them. "The wand was never his, it was Draco's. He disarmed Dumbledore that night in the astronomy tower. Voldemort killed the wrong man for power, not that it would matter."

She twirled the wand in her hand.

"It was Draco I disarmed in Malfoy Manner, now the wand answers to me."

Hermione and Ron exchanged looks and stared at their friend in shock.

"So what should we do with it?" Ron asked, sort of dazed.

Melinda chuckled as Hermione turned to the youngest male Weasley.

"We!" she demanded and Ron shrugged.

"Hermione, that's the Elder Wand, the most powerful wand in the world," he said. "With that we'd be invincible."

Melinda sighed.

"Invincibility, it's so overrated," she said. "I plan to destroy it...soon. I don't know exactly how soon but something tells me I'll need it for now."

"I'm not surprised you don't want that sort of power or responsibility but...what would possibly be so dire you'd need it?" Hermione asked, concerned.

Melinda jumped off the rock that used to be part of the railing of the stone bridge and placed the wand in her right boot.

"I don't know exactly, but I've always trusted my gut before," she replied.

"Well, we'll be with you if you want us to be," Ron said coming to one side of the near-black haired girl.

Melinda's green eyes, bright yet sort of sea colored in the sunlight, smiled along with her.

"You know I'd love that guys, but this adventure I have to go alone. It's not something you two can do with me," she said and Hermione sighed.

"It has to do with your birth father, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, I think it does."

"Okay," Ron said as they watched the sun rise even higher over the grounds. "Just remember, if you need us all you have to do is call."

Melinda grinned, hugging her two best friends.

"I know, and if you don't hear from me for a long time...go to Gringotts after a year and if something has happened..."

"Don't say that Mellie," Hermione interrupted. "Nothing will happen to you, but if you haven't contacted us in a years time, every year, then we'll go."

Melinda smiled. She didn't know what fate had in store for her but she knew it wouldn't be an easy ride. It might be one she didn't come back from.




March 31st, 2006:

Empire State Building,

600th Floor;

"What do you want now Zeus, I've already told you I didn't have your stupid bolt," Poseidon said bored.

He sat on his throne, his head propped up on his hand, his elbow on the arm of his throne.

Zeus and Athena where the only two gods present. Both look grim, something he was slightly worried about.

"So you say brother, but I d not believe it. Especially not after the news I've found from Athena. I was under the impression you had sent your son to steel it, and I still believe he did but not without help."

Poseidon frowned.

"What are you getting at?"

"I was checking on a descendant of mine, in England. Hermione Granger, she's my great-great-great granddaughter on her mother's side of the family. I happened to get a view of a girl, a school mate of Hermione's." Athena arched an eyebrow at Poseidon. "Her name is Melinda Potter, she seems to be very...famous in the world Hecate helped build centuries ago. At first I thought she might be Zeus' girl, or a legacy of his because of her ability in the air, and this peculiar scar on her forehead, but then I saw her eyes."

"You never told me you had a daughter as well Poseidon," Zeus growled.

Poseidon paled, and he gritted his teeth. "Leave Melinda out of this, she is of no concern!"

"How old is she Poseidon?" Athena asked. "She looked around sixteen, and you know the prophecy..."

"Can not be about her," he growled. "Melinda is nearly eighteen, that is two years older then the prophecy states."

Zeus and Athena shared a look and Poseidon sighed.

"I didn't know about Melinda until she was born. It was summer of 1987 when I met her mother, Lily Potter nee Evans. I didn't even realize she was married until I'd already fallen for the beautiful redhead. She had the most amazing eyes, bright emeralds. Lily always said Melinda had my eyes, just more green, I always thought she had Lily's eyes." He looked to his brother and niece with hard eyes.

"I knew she was in danger from you all, no one could know of her. Lily was supposedly unable to have children because of an injury she got while in school, a curse gone wrong, but against all odds we conceived Melinda. She told her husband everything, he was just so happy to have a child around the house he didn't care she wasn't his by blood. He gave her his name, his family heritage by adoption. Not many in that world would do that for a child not even of their blood. Many Purebloods would have divorced their wives if they couldn't give them an heir, Lily told me this herself."

He shook his head.

"I didn't know Lily and her husband had been slaughtered until Melinda was nearly ten years old. I knew I couldn't take her away from her mother's relatives, who are the worst kind of people, but I did visit her. To make sure she was alright, alive. She found out about me later and I sent one of my court to give her a weapon, for her protection. I don't know much of how she is these days."

"It's a touching story brother, but it doesn't matter. She could be dangerous, she has lived to see sixteen after all, and then there's your son. It is my belief you've used them to steel my bolt and if it is not back by the summer solstice..." Zeus glared as he trailed off.

Poseidon glared back as his brother turned his back and walked off. Athena gave him a pitying look.

"I hope you know what you've done Athena," Poseidon said. "My children have nothing to do with Zeus' missing bolt and if they are killed for this, there will be war."

Athena sighed as Poseidon stormed off. For once she wasn't so sure bringing Melinda Potter to Zeus' attention was such a wise idea after all.