Charmed
Jasmine looked over at the man standing next to her, her brother. He was holding the small, helpless child in his arms known to them as their sister. He was looking over the cliff, past the rather large body of water, and right at the sunset. They always watched the sunset whenever they couldn't get their sister to fall asleep. They would sit their watching it, holding her, and Jasmine singing in her angelic voice until sleep finally overtook the small child of eight.
She watched her brother closely. He was strong, yet soft with them. To her he could do almost anything. Her brother had raised them ever since their parent's death. Even though he was older than her, he listened and did what she told him. She was in charge of him, due to an ancient magic.
"I think that it's time to go and find them." She said. He turned to her, looking in her eyes. "Yah, I think your right." He paused, and then added. "I just hope that their ready."
"Their ready, trust me, no one knows them better than I do." She answered without taking her eyes off of the sunset that they were currently watching.
Draco woke suddenly from a dream he had. It was the dream that he always had. There was this beautiful woman. Long brown hair, big blue eyes, and porcelain colored skin. She was covered only with fire, dirt, and water, while the wind blue through her hair.
He looked down and realized that he was only covered by water. As he looked around, he saw three stones. One read, one blue, and one brown. He looked up at the beautiful woman again; he suddenly wanted her so bad he couldn't see straight.
Then she opened her mouth to say something and he woke, every time. He was so frustrated that he could never get closer or hear what she said.
Draco realized that it was just a silly dream and he had other things to be dealing with. Like the war, Voldermort, Death Eaters, and how to get away from them. He truly didn't want it, none of it, he hated killing people and seeing Dumbledore did was the last straw. That night of the old mans death he lay awake in his bed thinking. I can't do this, it's just not me. I know I am not a great person, but I don't have that much in me. I need to get away from this. But how? Draco asked himself, and then the answer hit him. The Order.
He had also realized that they would hate him and probably never trust him. But he had no other choice. He had to do what he had to do. What Draco didn't realize was that there were two other people in the world waking up to the same dream also.