A/N: We are really into all of this steamy-punky stuff, gals and pals :). Hope you enjoy our little tidbit!
It was a quiet, rainy day. Like, it was forboding. The forest was also quiet.
D'Arcy Delafont was staring sadly out of the window of her delicately furnished room and twisted a strand of her auburn hair around her finger, tears welling up in her forrest green eyes. Tradgedy had struck her life.
It was not as if she was not used to tragedy. Tragedy followed her around. She had already put on her mourning clothes and her long black robe was billowing in a gust of wind. She looked sad.
Her parents had been killed by the dark lord and while preparing their funeral, her guardian Lord Alastair had died of a stroke, leaving her and her sisters Trinity and Gwendolyn in the care of her cruel Aunt.
Suddenly the door flew open, and Trinity came in. She wore a frilly blue gown trimmed with white fur and looked angry. Trinity's eyes were also red from crying. She was quite the looker and being courted by Harry Potter. But mainly she looked angry. And she was shouting. D'arcy understood little of what her sister was shouting but it seemed that her aunt had arranged her hand in marriage. She broke down, too. Together they were crying. Their dresses got dirty when they fell to the floor as sorrow claimed them.
"There is only one way we can escape this misery!," exclaimed Trinity. "We have to hide in the forbidden forrest in Daddy's old hunting hut until we can proof Aunt Aurelia's involvement with the dark lord and she will get sent to Azcaban, so we can live freely again!"
Before D'Arcy could agree, however, she began to feel faint. She fell down and had a vision.
When she came to, her sister was holding her hand. Her aunt was screaming. "I will not let you return to Hogwarts, you naughty girls!" She was screaming more but D'Arcy could not hear any more. Her ample bosom was heaving and she was feeling not quite herself. Trinity tried helping her up but their aunt was blocking the way out of the room.
So Trinity nonchalantly took out her wand and blew her aunt out of the way. "Accio luggage!," she yelled and directed the flying trunks and hat boxes towards the carriage that their butler Alfred (Batman 4ever!) had been cleaning, so it was not in the shed as usual.
Then she finally pulled her sister to her legs and hushed her out of the door.
"Go down, I will fetch out darling sister Gwendolyn so we can make a prompt exit!"
However, Gwen came running right away. She was holding her broom in one hand. She was the youngest of them and had just passed her fourth year exams. The carriage was waiting for them. It had been given to them by their parents. Inside it was very luxurious, all satin and velvet. It was painted in the colours of their noble house, gold and blue. Outside, the two phoenix birds started pulling the coach up. Soon they were soaring and on their way to Hogwarts.
A/N: TOODLES! thx fr revious!