Intro: The last Clandestine (Intro)
My mother, Stephanie Anne Clandestine was loved by all. She was beautiful and caring. She was perfect and my father who loved her more could not live without her.
He never expected to either because who would hurt someone loved by all. The answer was me. I was born dead. My mother had me and I was dead. She cried her eyes out then begged, wished, hoped and prayed that I could somehow be alive. Someone or something was listening because I came back to life. I think my father's still deciding if I was a curse or a mircale because as I took my first breath my mother took her last. He never admits it but he hates me because now he has to live without her. What makes it worst is the fact that I have a clear set purpose. I've known all my life but I choose to not let it take over my life. I was born to die. I was born to die for Harry Potter. It sucks but really, i'm over it. I don't even know who this dude is but I've heard he does really good things. A couple of months ago my dad started acting weird. He started changing and when he brought home Maria I knew it was over. Now I have an evil step mom and 3 siblings. Triplets. They hate their mom as much as I do. I guess this is where I should start telling you how I ended up ... well, how I ended up dying for Harry Potter.
"Annie, please wake up" someone whispered into my ear. They sounded scared but I couldn't get myself to wake up. I was here but I wasn't here and I had no motivation or intention of opening my eyes. A sob broke from someone else's lips and I sighed heavily before opening my eyes to Alex, the oldest of the triplets sitting by my head. Adam the middle child was holding Allie the youngest who was crying. I sat up and looked to Adam who simply whipped his eyes and pulled his sister closer. Alex was always strong for the younger two, even though he was 15 he was their everything. He stated without looking me in the eyes "Theirs something wrong with your father, he was acting weird all day while you where off doing ... what ever it is that you do during the day, and he walked into Allie's room screaming about how she had to get ready for the ball, he kept calling her by your name and then he hit her. We don't know what to do". His was calm and cold but I could tell by his body gestures and his sisters cry's of anguish that this hit harder then he was letting on.
I closed my eyes for a moment to collect my thoughts then I pulled myself from under my blankets and crawled to Allie. "Darling, come here" I said gently as I unwrapped her from the tight hold she had on Adam and pulled her into my lap. I also checked her body for bruises but didn't have to look because it was big, red and purplish blue on her face. I cringed and looked up at Adam who turned away from me as more tears spilled from his eyes. Alex cleared his throat and said just as coldly as before but with more conviction and confidence "Where leaving and we just wanted to know if you would help us. You don't have to come with us, we just need your help getting away". I nodded then thought the situation over. My dickhead of a father hit Allie. The three of them where going to run away without money and there only 15. I have plenty of money in my own account (the Clandestine fortune) and I have nothing better to do. I pulled myself out of the bed and said "I wouldn't be a very good sister if I didn't come with you guys to keep you out of trouble". Adam gave me a ghost a smile and Alex said "Our cousin lives in England and we already owled him where just waiting for his answer". I nodded and laid Allie into my bed while saying to the others "Act normal until you get an owl then we'll pack and leave". They nodded and climbed into my bed along with their sister. I turned the lights off and quietly slipped out the room.
Exactly three days later they got the letter from their cousin. His name was something like Kneevile or Evil Longbutton, I didn't care I just helped them back and put a charm on everyone's clothing so that it fit easily in my pockets. We snuck out at night without detection and headed for England. It was slightly annoying having to explain to people that our parents where waiting for us at the airport in England. It was annoying when the guys on the train tried to hit on me. It pissed me off when we got to England and this bitch decided to comment on my hair. I'm generally a nice person. A tad bit random, a little on the abnormal side and I get a tad bit loud and dangerous when bored but do not, I repeat do not make fun of my hair. It sets me off and I have a short fuse. Needless to say when she said it looked like things where crawling in my hair and asked if I was the undead I tried to choke her to death and Adam and Alex both had to pull me away with the help of a few security guards.
From the airport we finally made it to an old creepy house that looked like it never saw day light. I sighed heavily but followed Alex, Adam and Allie to the door. They knocked and out came a old lady with tears in her eyes. She cooed over then then looked at me disgusted. I was used to that type of reaction from parents and I was over it. She said gently "Everything will be alright my pumpkins. I told your mother not to marry that man because he was no good. I could see it in his. No good ..." As she rambled on we moved into the house and into the kitchen where the table was set for dinner. "And now look at my babies. Running away like criminals from there own mother and with his daughter no less. NEVILLE!!! Come eat dinner your cousins are here." I sighed heavily again for maybe the 110 time this week and when I realized that I was sighing a lot I sighed again and sat down. Things are changing and I'm not sure if I like the changes yet. One thing I am certain of is the fact that no more dad sounds pretty good. Hi, i'm Sorrow Anne Clandestine and I was born to die.
