Prologue:
The heat was almost unbearable as she stood in her father's study, her eyes darting every which way to find a gap for her to get out of the burning house. She squinted through the heavy smoke that made her eyes tear up and her lungs contract so that her breathing was more of a strangled wheezing sound.
The flames seemed to be all around her but still she stood in front of her Fathers desk and squinted to find a gap in the smoke and flames. She desperately wanted her wand so that she could at least dowse some of the flames and make a path for herself to the door or window, but she had left it in her bedroom which was surely by now ashes.
She whimpered softly as she heard a crash from somewhere above her in the massive house she lived in. She thought about her available exits and thought about which would be the easiest. She glanced behind her at where the window should be but saw almost nothing besides orange smoke. The ceiling creaked hazardously and she made up her mind quickly about the window. She would just have to brave the fire and hope for the best.
She glanced to either side of the desk but her path was blocked on either side by roaring flames, looking at the desk again she ducked under it, took a deep breath and then ran forwards through the smoke and flames to where she remembered the window to be… Approximately.
Luckily she only missed the window by a few centimeters and managed to not get severely burnt though her calves stung from where the fire had licked at them. Without thinking she stuck out her palm to push the partially open window, the heat of the glass scorched her hand badly before she pulled her hand away. Hearing the ceiling creak ominously once more she made a quick decision and smashed the glass with her elbow, the glass sliced through her thin nightgown and cut her elbow, she hissed at the sharp pain and then glanced down to the ground that lay two stories below.
She climbed onto the ledge of the window took a breath of slightly fresher air and then allowed herself to tumble down to the grass below the window.
As she fell her body twisted and she landed on her back with a thud.
She could here voices shouting to her left but she was too exhausted, or overcome with adrenaline, that she could not turn her head to find the sources. Taking a deep breath she winced at the sharp pain that came from her chest, the pain so bad it made her see spots. Whimpering again due to her sudden lack of vocal cords she finally heard a couple voices slightly closer to her.
Her eyes slid closed involuntarily, from the pain or the adrenaline she did not know, and her last thought was to her mother and father, I hope they got out unharmed, I tried to look for them I really did, I'm sorry, Then her world went black.
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A/N: I know this one is rather short but it is just the prologue! I promise the rest will be longer. For future reference, the chapter sizes will vary as I see fit.