"I'm not going in there." Margaret said backing up.
(A/n: Marg will be here nickname.)
"Marg, you're such a kill joy." Said Hermione whose hands on her hips.
"Harry, are you sure this is your great aunt's house, more like a hunted house." Said Margaret who's holding Hermione's arms.
The mansion looks old and filthy outside. Then a load crack was heard from behind Margaret, its draco and pansy.
"draco, pansy. Thank god you're here." Margaret said while hands on her chest.
"Let's go, guys." Said harry.
They start to walk, but Marg was glued to the place. The only person who saw this was draco, draco grab marg's hands and lead her to the house.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Marg mumble.
They went inside to see a huge stairs and dusty old paintings. Marg saw a painting of a couple in the middle of the stairs.
"Guys, is it me or this painting looks like me and draco." Marg turn to her friends.
"Yah, that was weird." Pansy said frowning.
"That's my great aunt Ellen rimbauer and Uncle John rimbauer." Harry explains.
"Let's forget that, I'm hungry where's the kitchen." Said ron irritably.
Margaret examine the painting again but interrupted by a hand on her waist.
"What do you think there love story." Draco said looking at the painting.
"Maybe just like us." Marg said looking at him.
Margaret and Draco are classmates when they are at Hogwarts, after there schooling they became boyfriend and girlfriend, they are now 3 year in the making.
"Hey guys, I found the kitchen, so Marg come here and make some food." Ron shouted from the door of a kitchen.
Margaret is a big time chef in a five star restaurant in France, while Draco and pansy work for the daily prophet, Hermione teaches at Hogwarts for transfiguration position and harry & Ron work for the ministry in law department.
"Well, it's my quo at the kitchen again." Marg said while going to the said kitchen.
When Margaret is walking towards the kitchen, she saw someone on the hall. She stops for a second and then continues to the kitchen.
"So, Ron what would you like. Spaghetti, carbonara or mashed potato with the side dish of a corn & carrot.' Marg suggested.
"Can I make a request?" Draco said while walking inside.
"Yes, and what would it be?" Marg said with her cute tone.
"Can it be spaghetti with meatballs." Said Draco smirking.
"You're so cheap, but ok, where is the groceries we both." Said Marg while getting the knife and the chop board.
"Its here, Marg." Harry said hugging the bag of groceries.
"Thanks harry…wait!"
"Yes, you need help Marg."
"Um…no, I was just wondering what your great aunt and uncle's story is and how they die." Marg makes and eye contact to harry.
"Ok, my great-great uncle and great-great aunt were married on November 12, 1907. My uncle was 40 years old, and my aunt was 20. This mansion had been under construction for a year. Already there had been three deaths on the premises. One man was decapitated by a sheet of falling glass. Another fell from a scaffold and broke his neck. The third choked to death on a piece of apple."
"That's freaky." Marg asked.
"Yah, in the fall of 1909, my great-great aunt gave birth to a son and that's my great uncle. In her diary she wrote, "I have called him Adam, for he is the first." Sukeena saw my great-great aunt through the difficult labor...Sukeena was my great-great aunts best friend she never treat her like a servant." Harry said while opening the cabinets. "Then my great-great aunt gave birth to a daughter who is my great aunt with a withered arm, she blamed her African illness and her husband's sexual appetites, although she wrote, "In my mind they are one," to which she added, "Damn all men." My great-great uncle and great-great aunt's daughter was born in April 1911, and she was therefore named April." Said Harry now closing all the cabinets.
"But how they die…" Marg said while already chopping the onions in dice.
"My great-great aunt was disappeared in the house on 1950 and she never found, while my great-great uncle fell on the tower of the mansion which is called the tower of folly two years later." Harry ended his story. "Are you ok, Marg?"
"Yah, I'm fine thanks for the info about your aunt and uncle." Said Marg hugging Harry. "But Harry what happened to there children's."
"When my great aunt was six years old, she disappeared. My great uncle was away at boarding school, sent by my great-great uncle over my great-great aunt's objections. My great-great uncle did not trust Rose Red even then. The kitchen was the last place my great aunt was even seen." Harry felt sad about that last part but Marg did not saw this.
"Well, I have to cook for hungry monster Ron."
All was full and ready to explore the house; Marg was reading a cook book on the living room of the house while the others are exploring the house. When Marg saw a white figure on the side of her eyes.
"Draco, don't be such an ass hole and come here." Marg called.
When no one answers she closed her book and called again for Draco.
"Draco, don't be such a freak and don't scare me like that." She's now getting nervous.
Then came her friends and Draco. Her eyes become wide and she can't spoke.
"What Happened, Marg.?" Ron spoke to her.
"D-Draco, no your J-Just here S-Seconds ago." Marg shuttered.
"No his not, his with us in the hall this very minute." Pansy said curiously.
"I saw Draco minutes ago and his wearing a white long sleeve and white pants." Said Marg throwing herself on the couch.
"Marg, his wearing a grey t-shirt and a blue pants." Hermione spoke and frowning.
"Huh, is it me or it's a ghost, harry there's a ghost in this house." Marg cry really load.
"Hey, there's no ghost here, Marg." Pansy emerged to her for comfort.
"Hope so, anyway it's getting late. Maybe I'm just tired." Marg said yawning.
They all went to there own bedroom, Marg and Draco went to there room and took a dreamless sleep. A cold wind passes through Marg and she fell it making her wake up. Marg stud up and went outside of there room. Then a voice was heard.
"Come…Come…Come." The cold voice called.