Loneliness. Something she had become familiar with within the recent years. Though the silence, the pressing darkness was worse. The silence gnawed at her insides. Silence hung in the air like the suspended moment before a falling glass shatters on the ground. The silence was like a gaping void, needing to be filled with sounds, words, anything. The silence was poisonous in it's nothingness, cruelly underscoring how vapid her existence had become. The silence was eerily unnatural, like a dawn devoid of birdsong. Silence clung to her like a poisonous cloud that at any moment could choke the life from her. Silence seeped into their every pore, like a poison slowly paralyzing her from either speech or movement.

It hadn't always been like this she knew. She remembered when she was needed, when she was surrounded by the overpowering sense of love. Now, now she was alone. Ever since the Battle of Hogwarts things had changed. No longer did the Wizarding World need her. Her the Girl-Who-Lived, her who had sacrificed everything for them. Her Catherine Lillian Potter. She had to watch as her friends left her. Now living their own life without the oppressive force of Voldemort. No one needed to live in fear any longer. No one needed to remember her.

As the years passed the sense of loneliness only grew. To the point where her darkest thoughts surfaced, however she always pulled herself back. Though in recent months it was becoming harder and harder. Oh, how it would be so easy to just slip away into the nothingness of the afterlife. After all who would miss someone that they had already forgotten? She could finally see her parents again and Moony and Sirius. All the people that were taken from her too soon. Catherine felt the ever-growing pain flourish inside of her. Like a rose bush, its thorns stabbing her as they went along their path.

She felt tears start to slowly fall down her face. Though she did nothing to try and stop their path. Everyone seemed to always leave her in the end. Her parents, Sirius, Remus, Hermione, Ron, Dumbledore, Snape... all of them left her. Although she knew some were different circumstances. They all still left her in the end. She just wished that someone, anyone, could understand what she was feeling. That she could feel like she wasn't alone in the world.

She felt her heart start to weigh heavily in her chest. The pain her mind was projecting making her feel numb. She pressed her head against the wall she was sitting against. The tears were coming faster now. Like a down pour and Catherine felt her chest ache. Though she knew that there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Though soon her sadness turned into anger. Like a raging inferno within her. She felt her hatred and anger towards the world, towards her friends and family and towards the so called innocents. It wasn't fair that she had done everything she could to help them. To save them; and she was still cast aside. Catherine felt her anger growing as the seconds ticked by. She felt her eyes burning with suppressed tears. She wouldn't let them fall. Though the need to was becoming overpowering, which made her even more angry.

"Why am I so weak?" Catherine roared as she slammed her first into the ground. Not even caring about the sharp stab of pain that shot through her at the action. Catherine closed her eyes and let out a breath. She needed to come herself down but she knew that wasn't possible. Soon her anger and frustration at herself and at the world reached its breaking point. To the point where she had to let it with an almighty scream.

The screen ripping from her throat as frightful noise. One filled with loss and a sense of hopelessness. It was a scream someone wounded would give. Someone that has given up all hope and didn't know how to find it again. It was a scream that was ripped from her very soul and as she screamed her magic rippled out from her. Like a shockwave snaking through the room she was in. Catherine faintly heard glass breaking but couldn't bring herself to care.

Once again she just wished that there could be someone that could understand her. The only person that really could was the man that had tried to, Voldemort. Though he was dead now which had left a void within her. For so long it had been the Chosen One and the Dark Lord. Now it was just the Chosen One that had fallen into disrepair. All because no one needed her anymore.

Catherine once again closed her eyes and allowed her magic to wrap itself around her. Its soft and warm embrace welcoming to her, after feeling so cold and alone for so long. Though her eyes soon snapped open when a burst of light drenched the room in its brilliance. Once her eyes adjusted she saw a beautiful woman standing in front of her. Her golden hair loosely braided off her left shoulder. Her warm and gentle brown eyes shining with kindness. Catherine immediately felt safe and protected under her gaze.

"Hello dear," the woman said in a voice like velvet.

"Hello," Catherine said after a moment's hesitation. She frowned slightly at the woman trying to figure out why she was here. However before she could voice her question the woman spoke.

"I know you must be confused on why I am here. The true answer is complex and I don't believe you will believe me just yet. So I will give you the short, easy answer for now. I felt your magic in the air, calling out for help and I decided to come," the woman said with a warm smile.

"But why are you here?" Catherine asked softly as she stood up, pressing her back into the wall.

"Because I am here to help you. I am here to take you to a place where you will be loved and cared for and where you will find an answer to your wish," the woman said with a soft chuckle. Though her answer caused Catherine's eyes to widen. Did this woman really mean what she said? She sure hoped so, because if not Catherine didn't think she would be able to handle the heartbreak.

"How can I know this isn't a lie?"

The woman chucked once again before answering. "Always so untrusting aren't we? Though it's no matter, I completely understand why I know someone exactly like that at home. However the answer to your question is simple. You don't. You will just have to trust me. So I guess I have a question for you."

Catherine looked at the woman intrigued and watched as she held out her hand.

"Do you trust me?"

Catherine looked down at the hand for a second before grasping it. If it was a lie than at least she would still get one last adventure out of it. However if it wasn't than she would finally be getting her dream come true. She watched as the woman smiled at her warmly. However as a glow was starting to form around them, Catherine asked the one question she forgot to ask.

"What's your name?"

She watched as the woman's eyes shined merrily before responding. "Freyja, my name's Freyja."

Then the light consumed them and Catherine knew no more.

A/N: I hope you all like the first chapter to Kindred Spirits. This story will have some dark themes, so I'm warning you now. This is really just a prologue to see if you will read it. If yes then the next chapter should be out pretty soon. Again I hope you liked it and if you have any questions feel free to PM me.

Sorry for all the misspelled/missing words.

-UnbrokenTargaryen