Never Alone
Disclaimer: I am not the genius JK Rowling and there for do not own Harry Potter
So this is a series of one-shots about how people are never alone, written in order of events not in any real order, children see the spirits of the dead watching over dead loved ones. This will eventually go all the way up to next generation.
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1955, Diagon Ally, 3pm
Narcissa Black lay back in her pram and stared at the people they passed. Not that she could do much else. Bellatrix walked along side, one hand on the pram, winning about not being allowed a wand yet. Andromeda walked quietly behind, lost in her own thoughts.
The people they passed where fascinating to Narcissa, each one a whole new arrangement of colours and a whole new face to learn for the baby. She was just getting used to the height of most people when a giant hairy figure walked into her view. He was massive and had a mass of bushy black beard on his face. She had never seen anyone like him before, but before she could think to hard about him she noticed the tiny man running behind the large one. No one was looking at the tiny one, not even the big one. The small man's face had all the same shapes as the big man's face. Narcissa recognised this as them being related.
When she blinked her little eyes and looked again the tiny man was gone. An hour later she fell asleep and never thought again and the day she saw Rubeus Hagrid's father.
1st April 1978, St Mungo's Hospital, 8:43pm
Fred Weasley stared up at the smiling women he new on instinct was his mother. He could hear her heart beat and recognised it. It calmed him down enough to stop crying. He could feel his brother do the same next to him. A man with hair like their mother's appeared at her side. "This is your daddy" Said his mother, still smiling. Fred's eyes rested on his daddy, then went back to his mothers smile. "I'm going to go owl everyone, I'll be right back". 'Daddy' left. A moment passed with nothing but then two new faces appeared by mother's own. They looked a lot like her face but their chins were bigger and there was something off about the colour of their skin. Their hair was the same bright colour Fred's eyes were getting used to.
The two new faces smiled down at the babies then at their mother. One stuck his tough out at Fred and he grinned, making his mother's eyes light up. "Arthur, come quick! He just grinned just like Fabian used to" and one of the new faces smiled even bigger at Fred's mother. He felt rather than saw his brother smile next to him. Then there was a lot of noise around them and the two new faces where blocked out by Daddy's return and the smaller faces of three boys. "Why are there two of them?" asked one of the boys. "They are twins dear." "Yeah Charlie there's twins" "Percy there is no need to be nasty" "What are you calling them, mum?" said the oldest of the three.
"Well this one looked like Fabian…" Said Daddy. "We can't call him that he'll get bullied" said mummy. The oldest of the boys leaned in "What about Fred?". The two men Fred had seen smiled at the look on their sisters face. "And you could call this one George, after uncles Gideon and Gorge" said the smaller boy smartly. Fred and George smiled up at their family, unaware that their uncle's had disappeared behind the other's smiling faces, never to be seen again but always there.
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