I work in the Department of Magical Games and Sports(DMGS) in the Ministry of Magic(MoM). I specialized in charming flyers for upcoming events and games coming up. I enjoyed my job, making colorful papers with moving pictures fly to their intended recipient was my pleasure in life.

I had at one point wanted to go into the Department of Law Enforcement, but, my defense against the dark arts scores were too low in Hogwarts.

I was a Hufflepuff and enjoyed the food and comfort of Hogwarts in my childhood very much. I met my wife there. She was the smartest girl in our year, a muggle-born, and, a Ravenclaw. I loved her from the first time I saw her. We have 3 children together now. All girls ages 10, 7, and 3.

I was a little thick around the waist and slowing with approaching middle age. I thought the world couldn't get any brighter.

Until that day.

I had to take the Knight bus home every night, and endure the bumpy ride because I get sicker apperating than I do riding the Knight bus. I knew how to make a portkey, but, they were illegal for personal use.

I stepped off the Knight bus a few blocks from my home in Cardiff. I needed the walk for the exercise. I was looking ahead of me, not thinking to look up. If I did, maybe I would have seen the sign in the sky that something wasn't right.

It brings me to tears that I didn't look up and apperate directly to the auror office to summon help, but, I did not.
I stopped by the pub and grabbed a brew, I went by the grocers and bought a loaf. I almost got ran over by a lorry crossing the street to my home.

Shaking off my nonobservance I opened my door with a smile "Honey, I'm home." I called.

Something was wrong. What was wrong here? Why wasn't Bonny answering me? Where were my little girls to greet me with their sweet little smiles?

I searched the backyard first, then the kitchen and back to the living room. I was beginning to feel a little panic.I calmed myself. They must be playing hide and seek. I slowly crept up the stairs listening for the giggles my girls must be trying to contain from their hiding places.

I opened my bedroom door and froze. In front of me was a scene that I would not picture in my worst nightmares.

I had a four post king size bed that my wife loved. Her head was on one post, my daughters took up the others, faces twisted in a horrid expression of pain and despair. Their naked and disfigured bodies were piled on top of my bed. MUDBLOODS scrawled on my bedroom wall in blood.

I knew who did this. The same people who sneered at me at the ministry. The same people used to bully me in my first and second years at Hogwarts. "Malfoy" I whispered. "Jugson" I spoke an little louder "McNair" I growled in rage. Feelings of rage overpowered the sadness. "Flint" I shouted "Avery" I screamed in rage. "Dolohov, Nott, Mulciber, Goyle, Crabbe, Yaxley! I was screaming myself hoarse and spittle flying, I was foaming at the mouth.

I cooled the rage by thinking of my family again. It was burning, flaming under my skin. I turned it to ice.

I pulled my wand and transfigured my bed and its contents into a potted rose bush. I tapped the pot, turning it into a portkey, set half way to mars in space. I added a permanent Impervious charm on it and the roses.

"Good-bye my loves, Daddy will join you after I settle some affairs" I whispered affectionately staring at a one of the four rose flowers. I brushed my fingers over the petals one last time.

I tapped the pot with my wand. It and the roses vanished with swirl of color and a 'pop' sound. They would join my ancestors of the Ancient House of Horner. It was tradition in my family to send the dead to the most peaceful place you know of in the peaceful form you can conceive of.

I believe I succeeded in that at least.

Now, I have some affairs to take care of.