Posy's P.O.V
1:37 AM
I was just starting to drift off when I heard footsteps, which was odd considering that as far as I knew, I was the only person awake.
I reluctantly crawled out of bed, dropping my teddy, Rags. I started running through the house, I skidded around the corner into the hall, only to see Voldemort, he was wearing a long flowing black cloak with the hood up, covering his face. Voldemort turned swiftly and pointed his wand at me, "Avada kedavra" he yelled, and everything went black in a bright flash of green.
I slowly woke up, wondering how I was still alive, after all, it isn't called the killing curse because it conjures tea parties, is it? pushing that thought aside, I clambered to my feet. I looked around in horror, my parents were sprawled on the floor, dead. Voldemort was going to kill my sisters, I could not let that happen, I had already lost my parents I didn't think I would be able to bear not having them with me. I ran, determined to save the last surviving members of my family from certain doom at the hands of a megalomaniac.
I caught up to Voldemort, he seemed slightly startled that I was alive, I didn't care. I numbly acknowledged him raising his wand to strike me with the killing curse once again, but this time I was ready, I couldn't stop him, not like this, I knew at that moment that I must. I had to. and I did.
I was suddenly enveloped in a myriad of glittering sparks, my teeth elongated into fangs, large wings forcing them selfs through my skin a small amount of warm blood running down my back. they were strikingly different in appearance, one was a soft white feathery angels wing, the other was a leathery, dark blood red demons wing. horns grew from my skull, a halo appearing above the horns in a flash of golden light, before a mass of what seemed to be purplish black condensed shadow settled on the left side of the halo. the ends of my hair turned a faint purple colour and it seemed to somehow get shorter. all in less the space of a minute.
"you are dead, no one messes with the Willmoons and gets away with it!" I yelled, straining to build up all my power and sending it into my hands, forming it into a sphere, before throwing it at Voldemort, he screamed as it made contact with his flesh and soon all that was left of him was a pile of ash.
I fell to my knees from exhaustion, I felt a warm liquid running down running down my cheek, I put a hand up to my face, bringing it down I was surprised to see blood on it, I trailed my fingers up my cheek trying to find the source of the blood, it was coming from my left eye, I finally realised that I could only see through my right eye. my left eye was scarred shut, my accelerated healing had already taken care of my injuries, but all it could do for my eye was to seal it up, blood still leaked from it slightly. I promptly passed out.
And that's how I became the-girl-who-lived and my sisters the girls-who-survived.