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Rosalie POV

My name is Rosalie- Rose -Silverpool. I am eleven years old. I have long, straight chestnut hair and light blue eyes. I am thin, according to my muggle friends from the muggle school I have to go to until... Well... This September.

The thing is, my family is not normal. We are magic. Witches and wizards, to be specific. I have a large family, not too big, but big.

My oldest sibling is Lyra. She's thirteen, and has long wavy brown hair and emerald green eyes. She's going into her third year at Hogwarts, a Gryffindor. She's a trouble-maker, according to our father. And I agree with him.

And then there's Jacob. He's twelve. He has chestnut hair, like mine, and it goes all the way to his jaw. It's not long, but not short. Get it? Sorry it's confusing. His eyes are green, like Lyra's, and my guess is when he reaches either third or fourth year, he'll be taller than Lyra. He's in his second year, but he's a Ravenclaw.

Then there's my younger brother Erik. He's a year younger than me, and he, like my father, has dark, dark, almost black, hair. His eyes are blue, but they're darker than mine. Erik likes to bother Jacob, Lyra, and I, and plays pranks on us almost every day. But Lyra always thinks of some genius plan and gets him back each time, and her pranks are better thanks to magic. The results are hilarious.

The second youngest is Trinity. She's seven years old, and she looks a lot like me, as my mother says. She has the same long light brown hair and same blue eyes. She's tiny, and really shy and quiet. She also has a thing for unicorns, dragons, or any other magical thing you can think of.

And my youngest sibling is Cody. He's only five. He has brown hair and Lyra's and Jacob's green eyes. Like Trinity, he's tiny. But he's stubborn. Sometimes he wont go in the car if we're going somewhere he calls 'boring', he ignores me, or anyone, really, when we tell him to stop, for example, touching Lyra's owl or when I told him not to send Jacob the red howler he found inside our mother's desk.

Anyways, it was ten o'clock at night on August 30th, and I head to Hogwarts tomorrow. We went to Diagon Alley last week, but our mother had to stay home because Cody convinced Trinity and my mother to stay because he didn't want to go.

Stubborn boy my brother is. I can't wait to see him when he's older.

I had my things already packed, and I was lying in bed, staring at my clock, waiting for sleep to take me. But I knew it wouldn't come. I was way too excited.

Eventually I closed my eyes, and my dream was horrible...

I was standing in what looked like a prison, chained against a wall, there were two hooded men in front of me. Oh Merlin. I've had this dream before. I hated this dream:

"Done struggling, I see, Miss Silverpool?" One of the men growled.

"I won't give up, but I don't see a point right now." I hissed.

"Brave. No wonder they put her in Gryffindor." One of them mumbled. "Good. Now, while we wait, we will use you for target practice. Not magical target practice, we might hit you. Master would be upset if we killed you, of course, what we wait for is much worse. But knife practice. A dangerous muggle tool." They each pulled out a blade.

The tallest one threw first, it barely missed my torso. The next was right next to my ear. One hit dangerously close to my neck. This continued for what felt like hours, until another cloaked figure entered the room. They carried my siblings, looking dazed and confused... Also older. I froze, well, whoever's body I was in. Just then another person was thrown into the room. It was... Me. An older, dazed, confused, me.

"Now, Miss Silverpool, watch." One of the men laughed evilly. The other did too. Soon the horrible laughter filled my head, before suddenly it was silent. The figure that recently entered the room kicked Jacob, Erik, Trinity, Cody, and myself off to the side, leaving Lyra alone on one side of the room.

"CRUCIO!"

A red light hit my older sister and she screamed in pain, and began shaking violently.

"CRUCIO!"

Lyra began shaking even harder, and she screamed again, louder and she sounded in more pain. The other me and my siblings were in some kind of trance, and didn't notice.

But the actual me was struggling against the chains, screaming at them to stop, but they laughed.

"CRUCIO!"

She screamed again, and I couldn't take it anymore, I was fighting so hard against the chains it hurt my arms and legs. But that was my sister. My sister.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

I gasped as I watched the light disappear from her eyes, the shaking stopped and Lyra was frozen on the floor. She was dead. I screamed.

They did the same to Jacob, Erik, Trinity, and Cody.

"STOP!" I screeched. "STOP! KILL ME INSTEAD!"

The hooded figure laughed before pointing it's want at the Rose on the floor.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Rosie died.

The figure turned to me. "CRUCIO!"

Excruciating pain seared through my body and I screamed.

"CRUCIO!"

I tried my best not to scream and stand still, but I was shaking violently and the pain doubled.

"CRUCIO!"

I bent over in pain and my knees wobbled. "Kill... Me..." I whispered.

The figure walked up to me. "Never shall we kill you. You shall suffer. For you are-"

"ROSIE!"

My eyes shot open and I saw Lyra leaning over me. "Are you alright? You were screaming."

I nodded, sitting up. "Yeah... Yeah I'm fine. I'm going to get ready. You should too."

Lyra nodded and hurried out of the room. "She's fine!" I heard her yell, before more footsteps echoed down the hall.

I lay back down and shook my head. "It was just a nightmare." I whispered, closing my eyes and taking in deep breaths before standing up and walking over to the end of my bed and putting on the only clothes in the room that weren't in my trunk.

Soon I hurried down to breakfast along with Maple, my owl, and my trunk.

"Rose!" My mother grinned at me.

"It's about time." Jacob grumbled, twirling his wand in his hand. I glared at him.

"Alright. After you eat we all should get in the car and get to the station. We can't be late." Our father said.

"I'm not going!" Cody pouted.

"Well too bad Cody." I sighed. "You're coming because Lyra, Jacob, and I won't be seeing you until Christmas, and it'd be nice to see our youngest brother when we leave.

"But-"

"No 'but's. You skipped Diagon Alley and you're not skipping our departure." Lyra said as she came downstairs with her owl and trunk.

"Ready to go?" Father asked. We all nodded and we headed out the door.