Alright, now that I am finally away from my attention whore of a cat, I can write! Yay for me! (Now let us pray that I do better on this than my last two, which I will be updating, don't worry). And guys, don't worry about it starting out kind of slow, it'll pick up and get all action-y later, I promise.

Anyway, I hope you like it and have fun reading, this took me a bit to come up with names and junk, but I think you'll enjoy it.

Oh, and please note that I am guessing on the character's ages, and their parents' names. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters that you know! Yeash, do I sound like Jo Rowling to you? That's what I thought!
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A young, seven-year-old boy lay on the floor of the sitting room in the Dumbledore house. His bright blue eyes shinning as he played with his Russian Blue cat. The cat meowed and purred as the young Dumbledore boy scratched him under his chain, the boy took great pride in his little cat friend.

The older of the two brothers watched him from his spot on the black leather couch. His lanky red hair was faded compared to his younger brother's. His eyes were a deep brown, like his father's, who was watching the younger of the two with pride and smiling.

Albus Dumbledore, the one on the floor, the youngest of the family, he was so calm and peaceful, so kind and gentle, his brother envied him! He, Aberforth, was the older one, he was meant to be the pride and joy of the family, aw well, Albus was still young, and he had a right to the attention.

Albus was laughing as the little cat bat at his blood red hair with its paw and meowed. He was soon hugging the small animal and it purred in his arms as he buried his face in its soft fur. He looked so happy; it was almost as if the family hadn't a care in the world.

"Robert, look at them, they're so happy." Alexis Dumbledore said to her husband. He turned his head and smiled her. He ran a hand through her sandy blonde hair and looked into her small face with those shinning blue eyes.

"Yeah, they really are, aren't they? It's perfect, I don't think we could ask for more." he said, softly and leaned back on the wall, watching them.

Robert Dumbledore was a tall man with red hair and dark brown, puppy dog eyes. His face was long and handsome, like Aberforth's and Albus's. He was kind and gentle, like his wife, and held the family's welfare above his own. He was called noble in the Wizarding World, but thought nothing of it.

A few hours passed as if in seconds, the small, happy family thinking that nothing could ruin this moment, that nothing could break them apart and ruin their perfect world; how very wrong they were, for within that hour, there would be a pounding on the door, and within the next half hour, Alexis and Robert would be laying dead on the floor.

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So there you have it, well the first chapter thingy anyways. So just tell me what ya think alright? Thanks guys
Alexis.