It was night time. Elsa, aged 11 years old, was sleeping on her bed when she heard footsteps outside of her room. Suddenly, the door swung open. The little girl sat up, startled by the appearance of a familiar figure.

"Elsa, come with me at once," her mother spoke quickly but firmly, "You too, Anna."

"5 more minutes, mommy…" Anna, 8 years old, didn't open her eyes nor got up from her bed. Their mother hurried and scoped the younger girl into her arms. The action took Anna by surprise and woke her up completely.

"We've been attacked. I'm taking you girls out of here," the Queen of Arendelle then took Elsa by the hand.

"Where's Papa?" Elsa asked while they ran through the darkened hallway of their castle.

"He will meet us-"

Before their mother could finish the sentence, they were interrupted by a mysterious black figure which just apparated in front of them. The girls gasped. Queen of Arendelle put Anna down and pushed both girls behind her.

"I found you," said the stranger.

A female's voice, Elsa noted.

"Elsa, take care of your sister and run," the Queen took out a wand. She steadfastly stood between the enemy and her daughters.

"Mama!" Anna yelled as Elsa took the younger girl by the hand and sprinted in another direction.

"Maleficient. Don't do this!" The Queen demanded.

"Step aside. I'm just here for the girl." It answered.

"You will not touch any of my daughters," the mother declared.

The mysterious figure too had a wand.

"Avada Kedavra!" It waved.

"Elsa! We have to go back for mama," Anna pleaded.

The older girl did not answer. She thought her little sister would hear the fear in her voice. Elsa led them into an empty room and closed the door.

"Ice…" Anna whispered as she pointed to the floor.

Ice…it seemed as Elsa was panicking, she let loose a trail of ice right to where they were. She face palmed in frustration for her uncontrolled power. Elsa then stretched both hands and aimed at the door. At least, she should try to barricade the door as much as possible. And she did. She turned the entire wall into ice. However, the mysterious figure teleported into the room, staying behind them. Elsa positioned herself in front of Anna protectively against the unknown.

"That was easy," it smiled amusingly, "Since I cannot touch you right now, I will have to do this the hard way."

It moved as fast as lightening. Elsa felt its grip around her neck while she was lifted into the air. She was choking and could not breathe.

"Let her go!" Anna jumped onto its arm and bitted down hard.

"Ahh!" It used the free hand to throw Anna against the wall.

The younger girl became motionless.

"No…" Elsa sighed at the sight with the little air she had left in her.

Rage.

Elsa grabbed her intruder's arm with her hands and concentrated. Its limb was slowly turning into ice with shards protruding out of its skin.

"My arm!" It screamed and let go of Elsa.

Elsa fell on her feet. Surprised at what she did, Elsa looked at her hands. She glanced at her unconscious sister, fisted her hand, and glared at the horrified creature. Elsa held out her hands and struck the stranger with blows to the abdomen and legs of her ice power. High-pitched painful cries were heard throughout the castle.

Then it suddenly vanished.

Elsa did not move for couple of seconds. She stood still to make sure whatever it was…that it was gone. She then ran to where her younger sister was lying.

"It's okay Anna. I've got you." She held her sister close to her heart. Anna's still breathing and her heart is still beating. Good signs. Elsa was relieved.

BOMB!

Elsa jumped. The wall made of ice she had created earlier had just been broken by force.

"Elsa! Anna?!" An old lady wearing an emerald green rope with black pointy hat ran to the girls' side. She was tall and slender. Her hair was in a tight bun. Although she has aged, the woman was still beautiful.

"Who are you?" Elsa questioned.

"I'm Professor Lily Luna Potter. I'm the Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Elsa's eyes widened. She recognized the name of the school. Elsa had received an acceptance letter from the school not so long ago. She was to attend the school only weeks from today.

"Who are they?" Elsa eyed more strangers who followed Professor Potter into the room. They were all holding wands in their hands. Elsa was puzzled.

"They're…friends," Professor Potter smiled.

"Thank goodness," Elsa cried, "Please help my sister!"

Professor Potter touched Anna's head gently.

"She's alright, dear. She will wake up soon," Potter reassured Elsa.

"What about our parents? Are they alright?" Elsa looked at Potter with tearful eyes.

Potter paused. How could she tell an 11-year-old girl that her parents had been killed?