A.N. Okay so this will be a story of promps each having something to do with a givn letter. They all fit with in a plot line. Also The girl's name is pronounced LEEV
I sat up with a groan and looked around. I was not in Hogwarts. Everything was white and I was in the middle of four doors. In front of me was a white door that seemed to have a golden light pouring from under it. To my left was a gray door that I could hear the sound of people screaming my name in panic. Behind me was a purple door. Nothing came from that one. And to my right was a black door that I felt no need to go any closer too. I got up and went to the gray door. I put my hand of the nob when my curiosity got the better of me. I turned to the purple door. I walked over to it and opened it. I walked in. I saw a girl around my age sitting on a sofa which was the only thing in the room. She had gold hair that tumbled in waves down her back. When she turned toward me I saw she had light blue eyes and her face was deathly pale. When she stood up I saw she was wearing a gray silk dress that fell to the floor and was bare foot. She looked painfully like someone I should have remembered.
"Fred Weasley. I wondered when I'd see a Weasley. I dreaded it. Such good people, you Weasleys. Anyway, I'm glad you chose this door."
"I'm afraid I don't understand." I said slowly.
"You're dead. You are in the Hall of Pathways. Each door would have led you somewhere different. Follow me and I'll show you." As she walked past me back out the door I felt a chill the seemed to surround her.
Back by the doors the gray door was gone, replaced by a pale blue one.
"The while one goes to The Plains. This is where people who did extreme good in their life-or death- go. Black is the Netherlands. People who have done unspeakable things go there. You couldn't go there even if you had tried to open it. The purple was my door. The pale blue will take you to the ghost life." She explained not looking at me the whole time.
"What about the gray? Where would it have gone?" I asked although I already knew the answer.
"Before your vitals stopped you could have gone back but you would have had a very bad time. I can take you to a different way. Because of my name-and sudden, unfair death- I was given the power to take my loved ones to certain, random times that they made a chose-no matter how small- that effected their lives, and maybe even their death. Then they can go on to change one of their choosing or they can go on to the afterlife." I looked at her closer and saw where I should have known her for.
"You're Liv. Liv Appleshade. You were my best friend when I was little. My mom never told me what happened to you. Just that you left." I said she smiled sadly.
"I got Dragon Pox. Anyway, what do you want to do?" Fred's mouth dropped. Dragon Pox was a horrid death. Worse than almost anything and she'd only been seven. No wonder she was so cold.
"I think I'd like to see." She smiled and held out her hand. It grabbed at a door nob and the air swung open to reveal a bit of Hogwarts corridor.
"Follow me." She called stepping through the door.