WaterProlouge

Prologue

Ok, this is my first piece of work so bare with me. Its just the prologue. Any advise
of criticism is very much appreciated.

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Have you ever had one of those days were in one single moment, one single second,
something happens that can effect and determine the path of your future? That just by
meeting a person in the street or setting by some one on the train can determine who
you marry.
That's always been one of my fears. That one day Ill make a bad choice that will
effect my life or someone else's life. And that's what it comes down to. Choices and
the consequences.
When I think back on my life, I some times wonder if I made a wrong choice when I
decided to attend school. Don't get me wrong, I loved school, especially the last
school I attended, but I can't say the whole time was a box of fluffy ducks.
But the repercussions because the friends I made still hurts today, and nodoubt will hurt
tomorrow.
It's hard to believe that in 1977, 24 years ago, I meet people who would change my
life, and that may be even I would leave a impression on theirs.
I can definitely say that a group 7 people changed my life and my view on life. That
they showed me that there was more to existence than Making myself miserable and
hating everyone.
Their friendship and love meant more to me that they'll ever know.
And it started at Hogwarts school of Witch craft and Wizardry.

When I was little, a care free child of 4, life was great. I had no worries and my days
were filled with laughter and love from my Mother, Father and brother.
My mother was beautiful and had the most radiant smile, which is what I think of
when ever I try to picture her.
My Father, a large happy man, with a family that could satisfy anyone.
Then one horrible day, on day never forget as much as I try, my world came crashing
down around me
My mother could always entertain me, which of course what not hard with me being
for years of age. She knew many stories, that she would tell me each night while I was
tucked up in bed. There were not may children who were happier than I. Well, with
the exception of my older brother Sebastian who equally loved her.
Then the horrible day that I mentioned came. My mother became ill.
My father called all the best surgeons and doctors from miles around. I would stand at
the window and watch as they drove up in there carriages. But no matter how big the
doctors were, how important, or how smart they looked in there black shinny silk
cloths, and no matter how many times they said " Hum-Ha" Nothing could be done.
And then one morning I came down stairs were I found my father sitting in his big
arm chair with his head buried in his hands. He didn't say any thing for along time
until my 6 year old brother ( He was 2 years older than me) came in. He walked over
to us, stoked our her and whispered in a tiny voice, "were all alone now"
That how I found out my mother was dead.
No muggle medicine nor magical medicine could save her.
She was gone.

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Arcanic