Saia was pissed. Her dad grounded her for no reason… AGAIN!
He always did that to her. She could talk about her mom, then she'd
be stuck in her room for days, weeks at a time. Like tonight.
She had simply asked her dad how he had net her mom, and she was grounded
for two weeks. "Well," she said aloud, "I'm not taking his shit anymore!"
~*~*~
Dudley was sitting on the couch looking at his pictures. His blue eyes watered as he saw his parents. His mom, graceful as a swan, and his dad, as hardworking as anyone, both smiled from a picture taken ten years ago, the last picture taken of them.
He, his wife, and his daughter, had gone back to number four Privet Drive to see his parents, when He showed up. Apparently, his wife had been cheating on him, and came to humiliate him in front of his parents. No, he came to kill them. Better yet, he came to watch her kill them. He had simply whispered to the only woman he had ever loved, "Kill them," and she did, in the worst way possible. She had pulled out a wand, her wand, and actually killed them.
His eyes began to water up as he looked at her picture. "Why did you have to be one of them? Why did you love him more? Damn it, Hermione, I miss you…"
The door slammed open, and Dudley looked up to see Saia, framed by her flying hair… Flying hair?
"Dad," she said calmly, "tell me about my mother."
"Saia, I told you to stay in your room. Do I have to get…"
She repeated the statement louder. "Dad, tell me about my mother."
"Saia May Dursley, if you don't go to your room right now, I will-"
"I don't have to listen to you, old man! Just tell me what I want to know, and I may spare your life!"
Dudley could not comprehend what his daughter had just said. He rose from his chair, and walked across the room to tan Saia's hide, and drag her to her room. As he almost reached her, he heard a crash behind his head. He turned, saw a shattered vase across the room from its original position, and heard her voice, heavier, angrier than before. "Dudelus Vernon Dursley, tell me about Hermione Granger!"
He felt a sudden release from his body. 'Why not tell Saia about Hermione? She'll be different anyway. No,' he thought, 'she won't be any different. If I tell her, she will become her.'
He felt a cold hand caress his mind, antagonizing him. "Dudelus, don't be stupid! It will be a lot less painful if you come out and tell me what I want to know," Saia's voice cut through his thoughts. "I could rip it from your head, but it would hurt my ears to listen." Saia walked calmly to her father, placed her hand over his heart, and whispered, "Imperio." The floating sensation returned, and he felt he had to tell his daughter about Hermione.
"She was studying dentistry, like her parents, when I met her. We got to talking, and fell in love. We married not too long after our first date, because not only did I love her, but my parents did too. She had you, our only child, and one year later, we went to visit your grandparents. Your mother's other lover was there, and told her to kill my parents. That's when I found she was a witch, one of the freaks. Your mother was a whore, a liar, a bitch. Worst of all, your mother was a witch!"
"No!" Saia screamed, her voice echoed, sounding louder, deeper. Vases, chairs, anything not nailed to the floor, began to fly around the room, crashing into walls and bookshelves. "You are the liar! You are the whore! You are the bitch!"
As his only child screamed, the violence in the room grew greatly. Items that before avoided him now flew directly at him. He heard a voice echo quietly around the room, a voice he could barely hear. Dudley recognized the words almost immediately. "Saia, if you say those words, I will kill you!"
Saia just smiled. "Too late, old man." Dudley started to complain, when the room exploded with sound. "AVADA KEDARVA!" The last thing he saw before mercifully falling unconscious, was his only love, only daughter, collapse in an explosion of green light…
~*~*~
All of them worked quickly. The Minister of Magic swiftly used the Finding Curse, though he knew there would be no positive results within a three-house radius. Every house in the vicinity had been hit with the Killing Curse. He was about to give up when he felt it. He froze, getting his second's attention. "Minister?"
"Shut up, Percy," he replied. "I felt something…"
"Where, damn it?"
"Where it started. The center of the circle…"
"Shit. You've lost your marbles, Ron. Serchus lafeus…" Percy did the Finding Curse of Life to double-check, and dropped his jaw when he found the life, too.
"Whoever it is, Perce, we need to take them to the only place, no, two places safe enough."
"Ron, where is that?"
"To Hogwarts, with Harry Potter."
~*~*~
Dudley was sitting on the couch looking at his pictures. His blue eyes watered as he saw his parents. His mom, graceful as a swan, and his dad, as hardworking as anyone, both smiled from a picture taken ten years ago, the last picture taken of them.
He, his wife, and his daughter, had gone back to number four Privet Drive to see his parents, when He showed up. Apparently, his wife had been cheating on him, and came to humiliate him in front of his parents. No, he came to kill them. Better yet, he came to watch her kill them. He had simply whispered to the only woman he had ever loved, "Kill them," and she did, in the worst way possible. She had pulled out a wand, her wand, and actually killed them.
His eyes began to water up as he looked at her picture. "Why did you have to be one of them? Why did you love him more? Damn it, Hermione, I miss you…"
The door slammed open, and Dudley looked up to see Saia, framed by her flying hair… Flying hair?
"Dad," she said calmly, "tell me about my mother."
"Saia, I told you to stay in your room. Do I have to get…"
She repeated the statement louder. "Dad, tell me about my mother."
"Saia May Dursley, if you don't go to your room right now, I will-"
"I don't have to listen to you, old man! Just tell me what I want to know, and I may spare your life!"
Dudley could not comprehend what his daughter had just said. He rose from his chair, and walked across the room to tan Saia's hide, and drag her to her room. As he almost reached her, he heard a crash behind his head. He turned, saw a shattered vase across the room from its original position, and heard her voice, heavier, angrier than before. "Dudelus Vernon Dursley, tell me about Hermione Granger!"
He felt a sudden release from his body. 'Why not tell Saia about Hermione? She'll be different anyway. No,' he thought, 'she won't be any different. If I tell her, she will become her.'
He felt a cold hand caress his mind, antagonizing him. "Dudelus, don't be stupid! It will be a lot less painful if you come out and tell me what I want to know," Saia's voice cut through his thoughts. "I could rip it from your head, but it would hurt my ears to listen." Saia walked calmly to her father, placed her hand over his heart, and whispered, "Imperio." The floating sensation returned, and he felt he had to tell his daughter about Hermione.
"She was studying dentistry, like her parents, when I met her. We got to talking, and fell in love. We married not too long after our first date, because not only did I love her, but my parents did too. She had you, our only child, and one year later, we went to visit your grandparents. Your mother's other lover was there, and told her to kill my parents. That's when I found she was a witch, one of the freaks. Your mother was a whore, a liar, a bitch. Worst of all, your mother was a witch!"
"No!" Saia screamed, her voice echoed, sounding louder, deeper. Vases, chairs, anything not nailed to the floor, began to fly around the room, crashing into walls and bookshelves. "You are the liar! You are the whore! You are the bitch!"
As his only child screamed, the violence in the room grew greatly. Items that before avoided him now flew directly at him. He heard a voice echo quietly around the room, a voice he could barely hear. Dudley recognized the words almost immediately. "Saia, if you say those words, I will kill you!"
Saia just smiled. "Too late, old man." Dudley started to complain, when the room exploded with sound. "AVADA KEDARVA!" The last thing he saw before mercifully falling unconscious, was his only love, only daughter, collapse in an explosion of green light…
~*~*~
All of them worked quickly. The Minister of Magic swiftly used the Finding Curse, though he knew there would be no positive results within a three-house radius. Every house in the vicinity had been hit with the Killing Curse. He was about to give up when he felt it. He froze, getting his second's attention. "Minister?"
"Shut up, Percy," he replied. "I felt something…"
"Where, damn it?"
"Where it started. The center of the circle…"
"Shit. You've lost your marbles, Ron. Serchus lafeus…" Percy did the Finding Curse of Life to double-check, and dropped his jaw when he found the life, too.
"Whoever it is, Perce, we need to take them to the only place, no, two places safe enough."
"Ron, where is that?"
"To Hogwarts, with Harry Potter."