The New Arrival
Chapter 1
Erin sat quietly in the taxi gazing out the window at the darkening sky above. Her insides swirled with a mix of anxiety, confusion and carsickness. It had only been six hours earlier that she had been at her mother's funeral when a young woman with hot pink spiked hair, who she came to know as Tonks, had taken her to the airport saying she was to go live with her great aunt in London. She had not protested, though the whole time in the plane she had wondered why they were sending her here, and in such a hurry.
When Erin felt she could no longer hold in her dinner the taxi stopped and she and Tonks stepped out of the vehicle. Erin looked up at the house in surprise; she had heard that great aunt Lucretia was one who stood out in a crowd, but her home was so plain and exactly like the ones to either side of it. She had expected something, well, more extravagant, but being happy to finally be out of that car she said nothing. They walked up the stairs and Tonks rang the doorbell, which Erin again noticed was totally plain. Erin was beginning to think that perhaps all that she had heard about great Aunt Lucretia was mere rumor, used for a laugh at parties. That was however until the door opened and she saw her aunt.
Great aunt Lucretia stood in her doorway glaring at Tonks with such fury that Erin began to tremble. For even though her aunt was a tiny woman, at this moment she looked quite menacing. She was short and round, but her face was extremely beautiful, almost doll-like. She wore what seemed to Erin like a robe. It was a bright shimmering crimson lined with gold trim, and flowed like water in the breeze. Her beautiful glaring face was the same hue as the robe when she began to speak.
"Tonks! How many times have I told you to NOT be so flashy when you come? I could see that bright hair a mile away! AND! I don't want those muggles to see you, you know how suspicious they are." Said Aunt Lucretia trying to hush her own voice. "Now hurry and get yourself inside before they see, those ignorant muggles." She sniffed as she hurried them in, not even noticing Erin. But Erin was wondering what the word she had said was. Muggle. She had heard her mother use that word once, when she was younger. She had asked the meaning but her mother had changed the subject and never spoke it again. She felt her curiosity burning inside her and could no longer keep quiet.
"What's a muggle?" she asked, her aunt turning in surprise and now glaring at her. Erin knew she had made a big mistake that would probably affect her the rest of her life.
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It was the middle of the night and a young boy lay tossing and turning in his bed, dreaming of his godfather falling through a veil, and not coming out the other side. He woke with a start, his hand flying to his forehead. He could feel it burning, and he felt the happiness of the one who partially caused Sirius' death. But why was he so happy this time, Harry wondered, but then he new, Something inside his head told him that big changes were coming, and they would probably be for the worst.
A/N: Hello people, you're at my author's note so that means that you've probably and hopefully read this chapter. Well I know you read it Ashley, since you've been bugging me to write it. So yeah tell me what you thought about this chapter.
Chapter 1
Erin sat quietly in the taxi gazing out the window at the darkening sky above. Her insides swirled with a mix of anxiety, confusion and carsickness. It had only been six hours earlier that she had been at her mother's funeral when a young woman with hot pink spiked hair, who she came to know as Tonks, had taken her to the airport saying she was to go live with her great aunt in London. She had not protested, though the whole time in the plane she had wondered why they were sending her here, and in such a hurry.
When Erin felt she could no longer hold in her dinner the taxi stopped and she and Tonks stepped out of the vehicle. Erin looked up at the house in surprise; she had heard that great aunt Lucretia was one who stood out in a crowd, but her home was so plain and exactly like the ones to either side of it. She had expected something, well, more extravagant, but being happy to finally be out of that car she said nothing. They walked up the stairs and Tonks rang the doorbell, which Erin again noticed was totally plain. Erin was beginning to think that perhaps all that she had heard about great Aunt Lucretia was mere rumor, used for a laugh at parties. That was however until the door opened and she saw her aunt.
Great aunt Lucretia stood in her doorway glaring at Tonks with such fury that Erin began to tremble. For even though her aunt was a tiny woman, at this moment she looked quite menacing. She was short and round, but her face was extremely beautiful, almost doll-like. She wore what seemed to Erin like a robe. It was a bright shimmering crimson lined with gold trim, and flowed like water in the breeze. Her beautiful glaring face was the same hue as the robe when she began to speak.
"Tonks! How many times have I told you to NOT be so flashy when you come? I could see that bright hair a mile away! AND! I don't want those muggles to see you, you know how suspicious they are." Said Aunt Lucretia trying to hush her own voice. "Now hurry and get yourself inside before they see, those ignorant muggles." She sniffed as she hurried them in, not even noticing Erin. But Erin was wondering what the word she had said was. Muggle. She had heard her mother use that word once, when she was younger. She had asked the meaning but her mother had changed the subject and never spoke it again. She felt her curiosity burning inside her and could no longer keep quiet.
"What's a muggle?" she asked, her aunt turning in surprise and now glaring at her. Erin knew she had made a big mistake that would probably affect her the rest of her life.
~*~
It was the middle of the night and a young boy lay tossing and turning in his bed, dreaming of his godfather falling through a veil, and not coming out the other side. He woke with a start, his hand flying to his forehead. He could feel it burning, and he felt the happiness of the one who partially caused Sirius' death. But why was he so happy this time, Harry wondered, but then he new, Something inside his head told him that big changes were coming, and they would probably be for the worst.
A/N: Hello people, you're at my author's note so that means that you've probably and hopefully read this chapter. Well I know you read it Ashley, since you've been bugging me to write it. So yeah tell me what you thought about this chapter.