Chapter one

I get my first Kiss

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People have often wondered how Dementors came to be. Those foul creatures that bring grief and fear to people's hearts, which suck out all the joy and sometimes even the soul of a person leaving them empty shells. Those who are kissed by Dementors are more or less dead to the world with no way of returning. Eventually, their bodies die although that could take days, weeks or even months.

What people don't know or have long since lost the knowledge of is that the Dementors Kiss is not always permanent. At one point in the past, it had been used as a challenge to youth issued by their elders for them to prove their abilities as wizards. If their souls returned to their bodies then they were worthy of growing older and teaching the next generation of wizards. That knowledge has since been lost to humankind leading the Dementors kiss to be classified as an execution method for Dark Wizards and Witches.

It has been centuries since people in Europe have overcome the challenge of the Dementors kiss even if it was still used in more remote and smaller magical communities. Still one young witch might just get the chance to reveal to the wizarding world of Europe that returning from the Dementors Kiss is indeed very possible.

It was a dark evening in Surrey. Téaleon "Téa" Potter; a soon to be fifteen-year-old witch sat on one of the parks only usable swing seats. The others had all been damaged in some way or were unreachable.

Long black hair blew in the cool wind, as she swung back and forth just grateful for the break in the summer's heat. Two weeks had passed since summer had arrived and it had been a rough two weeks. With almost no communication with her friends and godfather, young Téa was slowly becoming more and more depressed.

Drawing a sigh Téa was about to stand when the sounds of boyish laughter and boasting caught her attention causing her attention to fly to it. Instantly her eyes landed on a group of boys, which included her rather large cousin, Dudley Dursley. Just about to look away, an action caught her attention and she watched as the group of much larger boys pushed a younger boy to the ground while laughing even harder.

Snarling angrily she swiftly stood from her swing, the sound of clanging chains catching the attention of the boys even as she stormed over. Considering most of the boys in Dudley's little group had begun to notice and at the same time fear girls they slowly began to silence themselves.

"Picking on people younger than you, how low can you go?" She snapped irritation clear as day in her voice. "It gives a whole new meaning to looser."

"On come on Potter, it's for a little fun!" One boy shot back making her snort as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"If it's amusing to beat up somebody then I'm rather happy that I find other things amusing." She shot back before bending down and helping the young boy, James Evans, to his feet.

Within seconds, his arms were around her waist and her own arms around his shoulders. "You lot are nothing but bullies, picking on children smaller and younger than you, it's pathetic, go back home," she snarled angrily and thankfully they seemed more frightened of her than she thought as they left scurrying away. Once out of sight she gazed down at James who was looking up at her with grateful eyes.

"Are you alright?" She asked gently.

"Better, thanks for saving me Téa you're the best." James chirped making her smile before she released him from her arms and gave his hair a soft ruffle.

"Don't talk like that, I just help when I can, I know how it feels to be bullied by those bigger than you. Come on I'll walk you home, considering it's getting so late." She remarked earning a grateful smile from the boy before he pulled fully away.

Walking away from the park, Téa listened as James spoke on about what he had done during the school year; how he had joined the soccer team and the goals, he had scored. It was only when she felt a large dip in the temperature that she frowned. Looking around she placed a hand on James' shoulder stopping him completely.

"What's wrong Téa?" He asked yet she didn't answer him. She wasn't sure what was happening but something was happening and it wasn't something good.

"List to me James whatever happens do as I order you to do understood," She grunted attention still divided.

"But what..." "James don't argue with me please, just do what I tell you."

She hated snapping at the younger boy, he was probably very confused, but she had only felt this sensation when one thing was nearby and if it was here then that was not good.

"James listen very carefully okay, I want you to run as fast as you can. Don't stop until you arrive home and once there go in and lock your door. Whatever you do don't stop, don't look back, and don't come back out tonight okay, it's not going to be safe." She told him feeling the dreadful feeling of Dementors approaching.

"I don't understand Téa..." Stay in the light, don't go into the shadows and don't you dare stop understand James!" She demanded but just then, James' expression turned from one of confusion to one of fright.

"Téa... what was that?"

"You... you can see it?" She whispered shocked yet she knew she didn't have time to take that information in; right now, she needed to be sure of the younger boy's safety.

Taking her wand from her pocket, she swiftly summoned her one protection against the dark creature.

"Expecto Patronum!"

Thanking her lucky star, Prongs leaped from the tip of her wand making James gasp.

"Prongs, I want you to follow James, I'll try to lead them away, but you need to protect him understood?" She asked her patronus earning a nod of the stags head before she turned back to James. "James I know you're scared right now but please run, Prongs will protect you until you get home."

"But Téa what about you?"

"I'll be fine, now go."

With that, she pushed James in the direction of his home, which was thankfully away from the horrible sensation of the Dementors. With one last glance towards her, the boy seemed to see the urgency in her voice as he hurried to follow her orders running off at top speed. Prongs followed suit, sticking closely to his side. Watching him go she hoped he made it home before spinning on her heel and speeding of hoping to give James the chance.

Running across the field, she held on tightly to her wand, heart racing as she entered an underground passageway. Panting she was so focused on getting away that she didn't notice the pool of water and as she stepped on it, slipped on the wet cement. Losing her footing, she fell back, knocking her head on the tiled surface sending lights dancing across her eyes.

As her vision swam, she could do nothing but groan as a Dementor hovered above her. Unable to even pronounce a single word she felt her vision swim before everything went black and she knew no more.

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Groaning weakly, Téa slowly came to, her vision slightly blurry as her head pounded. Slowly reaching up to her temple she placed what she hoped was a soothing hand yet it didn't do much to stop the pounding behind her skull. Slowly becoming more aware, she looked around her. The last thing she remembered was running from the Dementors and slipping on the hard floor. Whatever happened after that was a mystery considering she had blacked out and now found herself in a strange room she didn't recognize.

The room was large and rather imposing like nothing she had seen before. The room was completely made of stone with stone Grecian pillars going up at least fifteen feet still they met stone ceilings. The bed she lay on was large and covered in pillows, blankets, and furs.

Slowly pushing herself up, she hesitated before pushing the blankets aside and slipping out of the bed. It was only then that she realized that she was completely naked. Feeling her cheek reddening, she swiftly grabbed the nearest thing on the bed, which happened to be a fur blanket before wrapping it around her figure shielding it from view and the cold that had suddenly assaulted her exposed skin.

"Where the bloody hell am I!" She growled irritation clear in her voice as she glared around the room. "Because I'm going to kill whoever undressed me."

Walking away from the bed, she began to walk around the room before noticing the desk with a single book on it. It was the only other piece of furniture in the room bar the single door. Approaching it, she slowly sat down on the chair and looked down at the book. The rather ornate cover gave nothing to what the book was about, but it was clearly old.

Slowly turning the cover she was surprised to find handwritten paragraphs inside, curious growing she began to read hoping that the book would give her an idea as to where the hell she was.

To the unfortunate person who had their soul sucked out by a Dementor,

First, I would like to say congratulation; you got your soul sucked out by a Dementor! Now you have the lucky chance to fight for a change to get your soul back. This book was placed here to explain things to you. Call it your handbook considering you will be bringing it with you throughout your journey.

Now you must be wondering what is happening, what the hell am I talking about and where you are. Allow me to explain things as best I can. As you most probably deduced, your soul was sucked out of your body. When this happens, your soul is brought to a different plane of existence, you are not exactly in the underworld, but you are not in the living realm either. You have one chance to send your soul back into your body and to do that you must pass every one of the seven tasks placed before you. Every task will be different and the level of difficulty will increase. Before you begin though you must have noticed that, you are at this moment in a bedroom of sorts without any clothing.

The point of that is that you are going to take a bath before you set off onto your journey. Clothing will be provided to you but take note that this will possibly be the only clothing you get during your journey. This journey will take you through various tasks as I said, but those tasks are not specific to one environment, they could change from a summer environment to an arctic one. You will need to learn to adapt and survive through these changes.

For now all the information, you need to learn has been told you. When you are ready to depart more information will appear, informing you on the first stage of your adventure.

With that the writing ended and Téa was left not only horrified but in shock. She had been kissed by a Dementor. Nobody came back from that, she had always been told that once your soul was taken it could never return. Were these tasks always presented to those kissed by a Dementor and if so how could she survive them if nobody else in Britten could?

"But I have to..." she whispered, "If I don't Voldemort will hurt my friends, kill them even. Plus I'm only fifteen I can't die now. I won't die now." She continued this voice growing with determination as she clenched her hands tightly. "Like hell I'm going to just give up if I have the chance I'm going back to my body."

With that, she stood from the chair and stormed to the set of double doors. Pushing them open she entered the next room yet what lay behind them was a remarkable sight. It was just captivating. The room was huge, able to fit a large fifteen-foot long steaming bathing pool of water. Completely covered in black marble with red drapes covering the walls between large Grecian pillars. The bath wasn't overly deep but deep enough to cover you to the shoulders once inside. On the side were placed crystal bottles and pure black towels.

"This is better than the Prefects Bathroom at Hogwarts," She mumbled shock still trying to filter through her mind as she slowly walked into the room allowing the doors to close behind her. Allowing the fur to fall to the ground she hesitantly walked over to the bath and dipped a toe into it only to moan in appreciation. Since the moment she could, she had always loved extremely hot baths. It had to be almost boiling and could never be cold. She just loved the heat too much and this was perfect.

Stepping down she slowly eased herself into the bath before settling down and just breathing. The situation she found herself in was so absurd that she couldn't believe half of it yet it was happening and now she had to survive something that nobody else had, well at least that she knew of. How she was going to do that she didn't know but clearly she would have to figure it out considering it was either survive or lose her soul completely.

"I wonder if anybody found my body yet," she mumbled aloud just now realizing that she was most probably still lying in an alleyway, soulless.

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Remus Lupin was worried. He had felt something off and normally when he felt that sensation it was in connection to a Potter and considering the only Potter alive now was Téa that was unsettling. He had gone to the Dursley's only to be informed that Téa hadn't returned to the home or had left early that morning. Therefore, with that and knowing that she often frequented the park nearby he walked towards it. As he passed through an underpass, though he suddenly spotted a figure lying motionless on the ground.

Heart clenching painfully he slowly began to approach until he was suddenly in a run. Falling to the figures side he swiftly recognized the unmistakable figure of Téaleon Potter, her long black hair sprawled out around her, her skin pale and her eyes unseeing. Shakily reaching out he took her hand to feel that she was still quite warm and after feeling for a pulse slowly tapped at her cheek. Still he received no response.

"Téa, Téa come on speak to me Téa," he whispered, yet the young teen did not answer back and he felt his heart break.

Knowing that he had to get her out of the alley, he swiftly scooped her into his arms and with a loud crack disappeared. Reappearing he hurried into a building that suddenly appeared between two others not even bothering to knock. The moment he did he was greeted by an older woman known as Minerva McGonagall.

"Remus, what on earth... good lord is that Téaleon!" The Head of Gryffindor exclaimed horrified as Remus gave a nod.

"Minerva you need to get Dumbledore, please and hurry, something's terribly wrong. She's not responding to my calls and I found her on the ground. She's not been home since last night." Remus hurriedly told her and although clearly hesitant, she gave a nod before hurrying away.

Racing up the steps of the house, he swiftly arrived on a floor that he knew held an unoccupied room. Barging into it, he gingerly placed Téa down before standing back. It was only moments later that he hurried the hurried footsteps before an elderly man entered the room with Minerva behind him. As he approached the bed, Remus didn't look up; little alone move his gaze from the girl.

"Téaleon..." Albus Dumbledore whispered voice soft yet grief filled as he gazed at the unmoving figure of a teen that was more like a granddaughter to him than anybody else had been. "Good lord, child what has happened to you?"

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Swimming over to the side of the bath, Téa observed the crystal vials for a moment before gingerly picking one up. Instantly she found a small label that read shampoo showing that these crystal containers contained bathing soaps. Knowing that she would probably haft to wash her head, she put the vial back down before submerging herself completely into the water. Coming back up, she gasped in appreciation before pouring a small amount of shampoo into her hand. Running them through her hair, she massaged her scalp softly and just allowed the beautiful sent to wash over her. Once done she rinsed it and continued with the conditioner.

It didn't take her long to wash up and as she finished she grabbed a towel before getting out of the bath. Drying off she was surprised to feel just how soft her skin was after the bath. Wrapping the towel around her waist and the second one around her hair. She moved out of the bathroom only to find that the bedroom was still there, but now the bed was covered in clothing. Walking over she gingerly picked up a piece of clothing and raised an eyebrow, as she looked it over.

Whoever had chosen what she was going to wear for this journey was so going to get a piece of her mind if she ever got to meet them because really whatever this was it was clearly a one piece bathing suit done in black leather with a plunging neckline.

Looking at the rest of the cloth, she found a short-sleeved oriental style jacket done in reds, purples, and blacks with a touch of gold and white. Along with it was a pair of thy high boots covered in thin armored details and that had a heel and platform that was easily five and a half inches tall. Finally, the last item on the bed was a long cloak and a set of armored gloves.

"Somebody wants me to wear this..." She mumbled completely bewildered and somewhat embarrassed considering it was so revealing. "I guess I don't have choice, nothing else has been put out," She mumbled before allowing the towel to fall and swiftly slipping into the black bathing suit only to realize that it was rather more structured than a bathing suit normally was, especially considering it felt as though she was wearing a bra, without wearing a bra, and actually being more comfortable than any bra she had ever worn.

"Maybe there's something to this entire bathing suit sort of outfit."

Grabbing the jacket she shrugged it on and took no time in tying it together at the waist showing that it was structured and flared at her hips. The jacket went to her knees and was open at the front revealing her legs. Sitting down she grabbed the boots and unzipped them. The moment she did, she found a pair of long socks inside and gratefully grabbed them. Slipping them on she was surprised by just soft they felt, they were perhaps the best socks she had ever felt in her life.

"I'm so going to have to learn what these are made of," She muttered before sliding her right foot into the boot and zipping it up.

Doing the same with the other one, she stood up and wavered slightly, not used to the slight height but thankfully, she adjusted rather quickly. Grabbing her cloak, she wrapped it around her shoulders and finished with the gloves. Finally done she thoughtfully felt her hair before noticing a red ribbon holding a set of pillows together.

Grabbing it, she pulled her hair up and swiftly tied it into a ponytail. This would keep it off her neck and out of her way considering it was rather long.

Done she moved back towards the desk and took the book once more. Opening it, she turned to the last page she had been on and swiftly found the new writing written there as though somebody had come into the room and done so while she was in the bath. A bit creeped out by that she still began to read.

Now that you are clean and dressed you are ready to begin your journey to return your soul to your body. What lies before you are a series of tasks, every task is different for every person because everybody is different.

The first task is built on your fears, as you probably have not noticed a new door has appeared in your room, Here Téa looked up, startled to realize that that was indeed true as she was now staring up at a set of very large double doors that hadn't been there before. These doors lead to your first task. The moment you enter those doors these rooms will disappear and you will not see them again.

For your the first task is set in a maze, in this maze there are various triggers that will set up your fears, from small to big, the bigger they are, means the closer you are getting to the end of the maze and to the second task but be aware, they are not just your fears in the maze. There will be obstacles you will have to face, creatures, riddles, etc.

To help you in your journey you have been provided with a wand, this wand will perfectly match you, even better than the one on the outside world. If you make it past all seven tasks, you might be able to learn what exactly it is made with.

Good luck young traveler, I will speak with you when you have completed the first task if you complete the first task.

With that, the writing ended once more and Téa was left a little more than just nervous. The last time she had been in a maze it hadn't gone well, she had ended up going up against Voldemort and watching as a good friend was killed beside her. Mazes weren't, at this moment in time, a place she wanted to be, that she was certain of. Still she had no choice, to get her soul back to her body so that she could save her friends she would have to go into the maze and face her biggest fears.

"I will get through this maze, for them, I won't let them fight without me by their side," She growled before looking to the desk to find the wand that the book had indicated. Taking it she was taken aback by the warmth and comfort it brought to her, it indeed felt even better than her Holly and Phoenix wand had.

Tightening her grip, she took a deep breath and walked towards double doors.