Summary: They like to pretend it didn't happen. They like to forget they had another cousin; another sister. But Hugo's tired of forgetting what happened that horrible night.
A/N: At the start of the fic; everyone's ages are as followed;
Teddy- twenty-five; Victore- twenty-three.
Dominique- nineteen.
Molly, James, Fred, Louis- eighteen.
Albus,Rose, Scorp- seventeen.
Lucy, Lorcan, Lysander- sixteen.
Lily, Hugo- fifteen.
Roxanne would have been sixteen.
the day the music died
"A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile."
April 23rd, 2023; 1 year, and three hundred and sixty-three days.
Hogwarts isn't the same anymore.
This is the thought that passes through Hugo's mind, every time he passes a corridor where he once played a prank, or a table in the common room that he once sat at with her.
He figure's he's the only one who feels like this; after all, no one else even likes it when he mentions her.
Rose tenses up, Lucy gets frigid, and Al just walks away. He knows why they do it- Rosie feels guilty, Lucy feels stupid, Al feels ashamed. It's just the way it is.
He knows her death makes them the way they are- Lily's quiet, Lucy doesn't speak up in class, Molly doesn't bring up house lines.
But he wishes they would have told someone- anyone.
Then the cover-up they have to the world- and their parents- wouldn't hurt so so bad.
All in all, let's just say Roxanne Molly Weasley didn't die of a bump to her head.
It's much, much more complicated than that.
It's a story of fairylights, picnic baskets, and young f-o-o-lish innocence. And Hugo knows only he can set it right.
He misses her, her bright bubbly personality, the way only she could light him up when he was sad, the intense passion she loved Charms, and her just being there.
But he has a plan.
"But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died."
Exactly one year, three hundred and sixty-three days ago, Hugo started a tradition.
He wanders the Forbidden Forrest.
Ever since her death, Hogwarts security has tightened up. More teachers in the corridors, the doors locked tightly- but luckily, Hugo has a cousin with an invisibility cloak.
He wanders, watching creatures, plants, centaurs. He wonders, if someday, he will come at terms with this place, the place that ruined his life; their lives; her life.
He doubts it.
Until exactly ten days ago, he found something. A stone.
Well, really, it isn't that surprising; there are stones of all types in the forest, and finding one that's rather small and shiny is no real accomplishment.
But when he nearly trips over it, he picks it up.
And he sees Roxanne.
She's just like he remembers her, messy dark hair up on top her head, dark skin glowing, and a bright smile on her face.
"Roxy?" he manages to croak out, terrified and surprised and happy, all at once.
She beams at him, and says, "Oh Hugo! I've missed you!"
He's all shockandwonder and how'dthehelldidthishappen, and he drops the stone.
She disappears.
"Roxanne!" Hugo bellows, and he turns left and right, and she's gone.
Suddenly, an idea hits him, and he grabs the stone again.
She's back.
Hugo isn't completely sure, but he's got an idea just what's going on.
He can honestly say he'll never doubt another fairy tale again.
"I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play."
His idea starts simple. He needs to get all of the cousins- at least the ones still at Hogwarts- together.
And Hugo knows that might be just a tad difficult.
First, he tries to just ask.
After Transfiguration one day, he catches Rosie in the hall- without her other half.
"Where's your boyfriend?" Hugo inquires, peering at his sister.
She shoots him a dirty look, and continues walking. "His grandmother's ill. He had to go see her."
Hugo brightened up. "Does this mean you can spear a moment in your oh so busy day for me?"
Rose sighs, and stops. "What is it?"
"Do you think you can come down to the forest with me tonight?"
Rose frowns at him. "Hugo, I'm Head Girl. I just can't bre-"
"No! Not after dark, just like after lessons." He interrupts, rolling his eyes.
Rose looks thoughtful for a moment. And then shakes her head. "I just can't, Hugo. I have so much studying to do!"
And with that, she turns on her heel, and walks off.
Hugo sighs. Rose is Little Miss Perfect, one night of no studying would be fine for her. Unless she just didn't want to think about what she had done that night, and how that had most definitely not been perfect...
Rose had gotten 12 O.W.L's and she was taking 8 N.E.W.T courses. She was a freaking genius. But whenever Hugo thought of the exams, all he could think about was her, and how well she would have done, had that night not happened.
He corners Lucy, later that night, with similar results.
"Luc!" he calls, from his chair near the fire in the common room.
She practically skips over, all bright and cheery. "Yeah, what is it Hugo?"
"Do you think you could come to the forest tonight with me?"
Her face falls, looking dark and depressed. "No way."
"Luc, it's just to-"
"I said no." She hissed back at him, and turned on her heel and walked away.
Hugo sighed, knowing it's time for a different plan.
"But february made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver."
April 24rd, 2023; 1 year, and three hundred and sixty-four days.
The next morning, he's up before dawn, and heads out to the Owlery before the sun does.
Chudley, his ever faithful owl, looks rather disagreeable in the early hour, but Hugo pays this no mind.
"Hey, boy. Can you deliver these this morning, during breakfast? One for all the cousins?"
The owl hoots twice, and shoves his head back under his feathers.
Hugo walks back out, ignoring the chilly air.
Almost three hours later, breakfast is in full swing.
Rosie's sitting on her boyfriend's lap, Lucy's toying with one of the Scamanders, and Al and Lily are arguring over who should write home to their parents.
Chudley soars in, with all the rest of the owls, and drops off the letter, just as Hugo told him to.
Said boy smiles from near the doorway, pleased on how ever thing is finally working out.
All of the letters are the same, and all of the cousins read them almost together.
Dear whichever of you got this- Lily, Lucy, Al, Rosie.
I know we don't talk about what happened that night. I know none of you like to go near the forest unless you really, really have to. But come tonight.
Not for my sake. But for Roxanne's.
Meet at the place where it happened.
Please.
-Hugo.
"And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be."
The forest is dark as ever. Hugo stands in the darkness, waiting. He's not even sure if anyone will show up.
"Hurry up Lily! We're almost there!"
"Shut up, Albus! I'm not-"
Hugo grins, and calls out to them. "Hey, I'm over here!"
His three cousins, plus Rose- who looks so pissed off it's not even funny- slide into the clearing where he's standing.
"So; what's so important you can't just tell us?" Lucy inquires, biting her nail.
Hugo smiles tightly, and says, "Hold on. I'll show you."
He turns around, and lifts up the giant rock behind him. He kicks out the tiny little stone underneath, and picks it up.
The image of the girl he's missed so much appears.
He smiles back at the others and says, "This is it."
They all stare blankly out at him. The image whispers to him, "Hugo you dolt! They have to hold the stone, too."
Hugo smacks himself on the head, and replies, "Oh, I completely forgot! Guys, put one of your fingers on the stone, too."
He's sure they're all considering the fact he may be insane, when he hears four gasps.
"What the bloody hell?"
"Oh my god!"
"What the-"
And one completely shocked face from Rosie.
Roxanne grins. "Hey, you guys!"
"R-R-Ro-Roxy?" Al hisses, staring at his cousin.
The transparent girl smiles again. "Of course."
"What are you doing here?" Lily mutters, still in shock.
"I did die, don't worry, but I'm not completely at peace yet."
Lucy blinks. "Why?"
"Because you have to tell everyone what really happened that night, almost two years ago."
Rose goes pale. "But we already lied. What's the difference?"
Roxy looks ohso sullen for her 14 years. "If you don't, you- and me- will never be at peace with my death."
"So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend."
It's latelatelate, but the five cousins sit up in the common room, four in shock; one rather pleased with himself.
"I just can't believe it." Lucy whispers, wiping her eyes.
"Join the club," Al mutters, leaning back in his chair.
Rose nods from where she sits, sniffling.
"So, are we going to tell everyone?" Hugo asks, peering around at the others.
Lily nods. "We have to!"
Al looks thoughtful, and replies, "But we should tell them all in a group. And sometime soon."
"With the others as well," Lucy chimes in.
Rosie nods. "We can't forget them."
Hugo stands up, and walks towards the windows. The sun is just starting to peak out again, behind the miles and miles of trees.
"We can do what I did to get you guys out there."
Al shakes his head. "No, a letter's too impersonal."
Lily suddenly lights up. "No, we can ask them all to come here, on like a Saturday, and we can meet up in the room James found- the Room of Requirement, or whatever- and tell them the story there!"
The other 4 nod in agreement, and the sun rises fully, as if to throw in it's own opinion as well.
"But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died."
April 24rd, 2023; 1 year, and three hundred and sixty-five days.
Dear Dad & Mum;
I know, we haven't written in forever, but in our defense, Hogwarts gets really busy! And Lils is taking her OWLs, and me with my NEWTS, too!
But we just wanted to ask if you could possibly pop in tomorrow, at maybe three-thirty? You can floo through Neville's, we already asked.
It's really important.
And can you give the letter inside to James, please and thank you?
Lots of Love,
Al & Lily.
James;
We're telling everyone else what happened that night. Yes, that one.
Please come with Mum and Dad. Make up some excuse, like you "miss us".
We really want everyone there.
-Al & Lily.
Dear Teddy-And Vic too, I suppose;
How are you guys? I miss both of you.
Do you think you can drop in tomorrow around three-thirty?
Use Professor Longbottom's floo.
pleaseandthankyou.
Love you!
Lily.
Dear Dad and Mum.
Do you think you too could possibly come to school tomorrow around three-thirty?
No, I'm not in trouble.
Me and Rosie just have to tell you something.
-Hugo.
Dear Mum, Dad, and Molly if you're there,
Hello everyone!
I've missed you all so much!
It seems like it's been forever since Christmas break!
Do you think you three could come see me tomorrow, at about three-thirty?
I'm dying to see you all.
Love , love, love,
Lucy.
"There. That's the last one." Lucy sighed as her owl zoomed off into the sky.
Rose sighed. "Finally."
Hugo stood up first; terribly sick of the whole Owlery.
"I'm going to bed. If we're going to tell everyone, I think I'll need more than a couple hours of sleep."
And with that, the other four followed suit, and they all hiked back up towards the tower.
"Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again."
April 24rd, 2023; 2 years.
It's just barely 3:30, and everyone is already there- all the Uncles, and the Aunts, and the cousins., plus Teddy.
Lily and Albus lead everyone to the Room of Requirement, and everything seemed to have happened way to fast.
Hugo cleared his throat, and everyone when quiet.
"I know all of you are wondering why we invited you all here today," he began. "No, none of us got expelled, or are in any kinda of trouble at all. Yet, anyway."
Hugo sighed, and asked,"Do you guys know what happened two years ago? Exactly two years ago?"
Any smiles that may have been out there disappeared, and Aunt Angelina looked like she was going to cry.
Hugo took a deep breath, and stated, "I'm-We're going to tell you what really happened, the night of Roxanne's death."
part two coming soon(:
disclaimer: i don't own harry potter, or the the song "american pie"-which is where i got all the lyrics from.
please read and review [: