Ron and I were all alone. It was the day before the Hogwarts Express. Ron will be in his 1st year. I was afraid of what might happen. Ron was off playing with his dolls somewhere, but I was sitting at the table. I didn't want to tell Ron or Ginny (and neither did any body else, for that matter) what might happen. It could happen tonight, in a few minutes, in a few seconds, or it could just not happen. Someone told us that Voldemort wants something of ours. We don't know what, but he wants something. I am the only one who's scared. No one else is because we are protected. Voldemort can't come near the Burrows because of some spell. (I'm so scared I can't even remember which spell!)
Get away!! I hear Ron scream from upstairs. Uh-oh, I thought. "What's wrong?" I yell when I'm entering his room. "You-know-who is stealing my Barbies!!" Ron said. "Not Ken!!" And then I see him. Voldemort.
He was sitting there, braiding Beach Barbie's hair. "He's even uglier in real life!" I thought. "Get away from my brother!!" I screamed at him.
"But why?" he answered. "I have a collection of Barbies at home. I just adore them!" "Because..." I stuttered. "Because don't you want "the thing"?"
"Oh yes, I forgot what I was here for." He answered. "Now get out of my way."
"No! I will never let you…"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!!" He screamed, watching me fall to the ground. "Well he wasn't hard to fight." He said.
"Gee Whiz, Voldemort, I sure thought he was a prat, but you didn't have to kill him!!" Ron said.
"Now to deal with you…" Voldemort said, ignoring his comment. "AVADA KEDAVRA!!"
"Wow, I didn't Die!!" Ron said. "But my head sure hurts." "Where's Voldemort?" He thought. "Oh well, at least that's over with. Wait.. what am I going to tell mum about Percy?!?!"
Just then, Mum walked in the door.
"What happened in here?!?!" She asked. One pillow seemed to be out of place. She right away fixed it.
"Nothing mum, just one tiny little thing." Ron said. And then he told her the whole story.
"How did you survive?" Mum asked, in between sobs. "No one has ever survived that curse before!"
IDK, Mum, but my head hurts." "I think he hit me right there"
"That explains the scar", she said. "But why is it shaped like a burrito?"
To be continued…