I sat quietly on my bed drawing a comic strip. I scratched one last word into a speech bubble with my quill, before taking out a set of colored ink. I was about to open the jar of yellow ink when a loud bang shook the house, and a bright red light flashed in the hallway.

I silently peered around the doorway and my eyes widened. Two men in long black cloaks had pinned her against the wall. One of them had his wand pointed at her throat, while the other slapped her. My mother's eyes were filled with fear as she struggled fruitlessly against her captors. "Tell us where he's hiding" One of them ordered, but my mother shook her head.

"If that's the way you want it…" The man told her before muttering, "Crucio!"

My mother's once calm face was contorted in pain, as she fought down the inevitable screams. Salty tears flowed freely down my cheeks as her screams filled my ears. After what seemed like hours of the death eaters asking and my mother not saying a word, a green glow filled the hallway, and all was silent. I heard two pops, that signaled the departures of the two men.

I ran into the hallway, and my eyes widened at the sight of my lifeless mother. Tears clung to my eyelashes as I took her wand and gave her one last kiss on the forehead before clutching the locket around my neck. "Number twelve", I whispered into the deathly silence, and with a slight pop, I disappeared.

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Authors note:

It's not perfect, but it's the beginning of my story. It was kind of a story idea i got while i was trying to change one of my stories 'starlight eyes' so the main character isn't a mary sue. I used a similar beginning, but changed the apparition to a portkey and made her go to grimmauld place, not italy. Please review and tell me if you like the beginning.