Hello all! This is just a teaser for the new fanfiction that has been teasing me for the past few weeks. If anyone has any suggestions or ideas feel free to review or PM me
Love, Hound
The only real memory I have of my mothers voice is her speaking to me before she was given the Killing Curse by an Auror, one who would be recognized as a saint. No one knew that he was a monster.
"Blood runs thicker than any promise, never betray your blood."
To my barely two year old self that didn't make sense, how does a child understand when all she wants is her mother to sing to her and hold her? Visions of fire and purple energy breaking into the living room of my grandparents house, my father had been upstairs shaving and only my mother was there to protect me when our house was raided. My mother shrieking as she hit the ground, her deep brown hair like chocolate against the blue rug. There was no blood, she looked almost like a cold wax model of herself, her face twisted in a look of surprise.
"Stupify!" Apparating with a child is very dangerous, my father knew that but with my grandparents dead he only had me, his daughter to protect. It had been a painful experience, I threw up blood because of it.
I don't remember going back to England after that, staying in Bulgaria, France, America until my fifth year in school, that was when my father had me transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. By that age I was able to Apparate by myself, carrying my single trunk and I wore my parents emblem, a serpent with raven wings for my mother and father. Fathers work had brought him back to England, soon I would be working with him as an spy in the school, I knew who to befriend and who to scorn. Dumbledore hadn't come to see me personally as I walked through the entry way, I think he was ashamed to face a girl who had nearly been killed by one of his favorite students.
I could hear chatter in the great hall and I paused outside the door way while Dumbledore called for silence in the great hall, saying something that I could not make out.
And then the doors opened.