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Walking Lines (working title)
By : xcrystaldragonx
Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General
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Title: Walking Lines (working title)

Author: The Crystal Quill

Summary: A strange AU crossover between the worlds of Harry Potter and Meredith Gentry. Voldemort seeks the power within a long abandoned sithen. What can Dumbledore and the rest of the Order do to prevent it? How will the newest addition to the Order & Hogwarts shake up the status quo of England�s wizarding world?

Rating: NC-17

Pairing(s): Mainly SS/OFC; others as muse dictates

Feedback: If you review, I�ll bake a lemon pie! ^_~*

Characters: Characters from both the Harry Potter and Meredith Gentry universes. Original characters will be listed as they appear.

Betas: None, atm. If interested in helping beta, please drop an email to xx_crystal_dragon_xx@yahoo.com with the subject: BETA.

Author�s notes: These are two of my favorite series and I wanted to have a go at writing a fanfiction as I�ve been out of practice for awhile. It�s a WIP and purely for fun, so please keep this in mind as you read, and give it a chance. I know it sounds strange but I think I've got a good yarn to spin with this.

**Disclaimer: I make no claim of ownership to either J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series or Laurell K. Hamilton's Merry Gentry series, or to any people, places or things found within them. I make no money from this fiction, it is purely a work of fun. I'm just borrowing some of the author's toys, peeking into a totally random alternate universe, tweaking it for my own amusement and (hopefully) the amusement of others. Please enjoy the twisted trip. *evil, lascivious grin*

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Prologue: A Somewhat Different Time; A Somewhat Different Place

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It was a warm summer night, the sky clear and sparkling with stars as a dark figure moved purposefully toward the unseen mansion that was Number Twelve Grimmuld Place. He, along with all the other senior members of the Order of the Phoenix, had been summoned by Albus Dumbledore to discuss the recent developments in the War with the Dark Lord. The only message the phoenix Patronus had delivered was the date and time, making it clear to all who received it that something truly important was going to be discussed. Remaining silent and wary, he continued on his way, drawing closer and closer to his destination.

Reaching the designated spot on the quiet street, he concentrated briefly and the hulking domicile appeared from its fold in space. Dark eyes darting in a quick visual sweep of the area, he mounted the front stairs and entered the melancholy doors. Almost immediately he could hear that others had arrived before him, the sounds of multiple conversations coming from the library and an assortment of multicolored cloaks resting on the rack. Making his way silently toward the gathering, taking careful time to avoid waking the foul-mouthed portrait of Sirius Black's mother. Moments before he opened the door, he hoped in the depths of his tired heart that the information he had gathered was false, otherwise the Order and all of the wizarding world, would be in very great danger.

Crossing the threshold of the book-filled room, he saw the members surrounding Albus, who was sitting comfortably on one of the larger couches. Turning from the conversation he was in with 'Mad-eye' Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt, the Headmaster of Hogwarts looked toward him, greeting him with a little less than his usual cheeriness, �Ah, Severus! Glad to see you've made it safely. With you accounted for, everyone has arrived and we can begin.�

Taking a seat outside of the tight-knit grouping of chairs, stools and couches, he allowed his eyes to sweep over the group, ending on the old, silver-haired wizard that suddenly looked older than before as he met the man's eyes. Raising his hand to silence the group, Albus Dumbledore began the meeting.

�It has come to my attention that the Dark Lord is seeking to take control of the abandoned sithen that is hidden somewhere in the Dark Forest,� he said, his voice and countenance going grave. Immediately, the listeners grew just as grave, Molly clutching at Arthur's arm, her normally rosy cheeks going pale. �You all have heard the stories of what the true fey could do, and what they have done. To allow one of their hollow hills to become subject to the will of Voldemort is not an option. We must discover it first.�

All nodded in solemn agreement, feeling shock as the news sank in at the change the Second Wizarding War had taken. The fey had been banished by the whole of humanity within the Old World of Europe after leaving a desolate crater at the site of their last great battle. In the process they had leveled a community of Muggles and wizards, leaving no survivors in any form and barren land twenty miles around. It was the last straw for the humans. All of the Ministries of Magic, along with their parent countries, united; exiling all who would not abandon fey culture and marry into human or wizard bloodlines.

It was the last great cooperation of the wizards and Muggles of the Old World, before the contract of silence was enacted. Those fey that had chosen exile found asylum on the shores of the new United States of America, Thomas Jefferson offered them the choice of lands within the country and a place to continue their ways, in exchange for agreeing that the courts would no longer war & that no fey would ever be worshiped as a deity. The Seelie and Unseelie courts departed, leaving their ancestral hills hidden behind layers of faerie magic, in hopes that they would remain undetected. Many wizards and witches had sought to find these ancient founts of wild magic, but none had ever succeeded to known wizard history.

Once a person stepped inside of one of these places of power, they stepped into another plane of existence; a place where days within would be years on the outside. If Voldemort were able to find and gain control of the rumored sithen within the Dark Forest, he could not only out wait the Order, he would have a pure node of magical energy at his fingertips. Such a thing could easily tip the outcome of the War in the Death Eater's favor, leaving those that opposed him at a severe disadvantage.

After giving the group their moment to personally assess the news, he allowed his normal cheery grin to appear, �However, I have secured assistance that will do whatever is necessary to prevent this from happening.�

It was in that moment that the second floor door to the library opened, a young woman entering the room and moving to look down on them over the railing. She appeared to be no older than eighteen, her bright blue eyes darting from face to face, an expression of light amusement on her simple, but fine features. Walking smoothly around the balcony to the stairs, her steps made no sound in the suddenly quiet room. Descending the small spiral staircase, she moved to stand beside Dumbledore, hands tucked at the small of her back in a relaxed, but almost military, stance.

Her waist length hair was a deep red, nearly the color of blood, draped in a crimson wave over one shoulder. She was of moderate height compared to the tall wizard beside her, body slim and elegant beneath her snug garments. In lieu of a shirt, she wore a vest of sapphire blue satin, embroidered with ivy vines of silver thread & her breeches were black leather of fine make. Bowing once to the gathering, it revealed that the vest was cut low enough to offer a tempting view of her plump bosom, should one have been so inclined to look. Soft-soled boots of black covered her feet, halting at the knee, a matching design of ivy encircling the top. Even before so many strangers, she seemed at ease, more than confidant in herself and projecting a clear air of maturity.

Her voice was undeniably smooth to the ear as she spoke, her tone respectful and alluring, �I am Selena Argyle and its a pleasure to meet all of you. My only regret is that such dire circumstances have necessitated our introduction.�

Placing an arm across her shoulders, Dumbledore smiled and began to explain, �Selena will be attending Hogwarts this year as a sixth year student. When she is not upholding this role, she will be seeking out the location of the sithen within the Dark Forest.�

�Won't that be dangerous, Albus?� spoke Remus Lupin, eyeballing the young woman with no small amount of wariness in his pale orbs �Isn't she awfully young for this kind of work?�

The silver-haired wizard shook his head, �She is familiar with what we will be dealing with and is uniquely equipped to find it. When she does, depending on where events have taken us, Selena will see if it can be utilized by the Order. If that is not feasible, she will do what she can to strengthen the wards of concealment and we will place it on the patrol list as an area to protect.�

Glances passed between the group members, even a few darting to where he sat at the far side of the room. There would be no sign of his inner thoughts on his face, the stern angles composed in their normal almost-scowl, but his mind was already mulling over the patterns of the war and how this one young woman might change things. He trusted Dumbledore more than any other wizard, and while he was sure the man would not bring in an incapable person into the conflict, her youth did make him wonder at the choice. Settling back into the clasp of the chair, he pressed his fingertips together and gazed over them as the Order descended on Selena Argyle.

He knew that if she was to be a student of Hogwarts, there would be plenty of time to do his own information gathering about her. But, he would remain where he was, knowing that Albus would insist she met all of those present, content to observe and begin his personal recon processes. She seemed more than comfortable to the scrutiny being paid to her, answering questions or effortlessly brushing them off. A hour passed, the group slowly dispersing, soon leaving only the Weasley's, Dumbledore, Selena and himself in the large library. Seeing that their leader was beginning to steer her his way, he pulled himself up interested in how she might react to his normal behavior during the introduction.

�My dear, here is the final, but most important of us. Professor Severus Snape.�

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the over-dramatic old wizard, instead taking her extended hand in the faintest of clasps, looking up her arm to meet her face, �Miss Argyle.�

�I am honored to meet you, sir.�

She was not gushing, as one would expect with such a statement, but quite honest with its tone and delivery. However he did give in to rolling his eyes at the wizard beside her, �What have you been telling this girl about me, Albus?�

�Actually, I was referring to your work, sir.� Selena interjected politely, bringing his gaze back to her. She met his incredulous expression with a small smile, �He only told me right before the meeting you would be here.�

�Indeed,� he conceded, noticing that his grasp had tightened slightly on her hand and that the Dark Mark hidden beneath his layers of clothing was faintly tingling. Releasing her fingers, he silently prayed that the blinding pain of the summoning would not be forthcoming, returning to his observant state of mind after a moment when it did not. �I'm interested in finding out just what you know about me, Miss Argyle.�

�All in good time, Severus,� answered Dumbledore, interrupting before she could reply, blue eyes twinkling as he reached for Selena's arm. �But our guest must be ready to deal with Harry and the rest of her future classmates when they arrive tomorrow, so she must be settled in. I'm sure you will find the time before school starts to pick the young girl's brain.�

Glowering mightily at the aged wizard, he stood with a smooth quickness from the chair, not caring that it made Selena Argyle startle and nearly fall backwards, �If that is all then, Albus, I will take my leave. Good night.�

Stalking away toward the main doors, he ground his teeth at the annoyance of dealing with Albus Dumbledore, wishing faintly for a respite from both that and the war. Not too keen on the idea of being around when Potter and his friends arrived, he hopefully would be able to avoid Grimmuld Place until dinnertime the next day, or the day after if he was lucky. He actually was intrigued by the young addition to the inner circle of the Order, but did not enjoy conducting his work with unwanted observers hanging about.

Especially if they were part of the group that would be there tomorrow. They had been under his skin from day one and had caused more than their share of grief to himself and the Order, but they had proved to be surprisingly lucky up until their fourth year, the year Cedric Diggory was killed. Since then, things seemed to spiral farther and farther downward for the Golden Trio. He knew that they would somehow find their way into this newest turn of the conflict, especially since Selena Argyle was to be a student. He would find the time to sate his mental curiosities about her, he would merely have to wait. And waiting was something that he was quite familiar with.

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TBC...

Well, ta-da! So was my introduction suitably intriguing? Interested in more? Drop a comment my way cause I like to hear from readers, and to inform you all in advance, flames go in the fireplace to warm my study and pop my popcorn. Hehehe *^_^*
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