Author's note: This is a pilot for a story that I'm working on. If you guys like it, I'll continue posting. :) Reviews are great! I love your feedback, so make sure to review and let me know what you think. Also, I am still seeking a Beta reader, so if anyone is interested PM me.

Chapter One: Losing It All

It didn't take long for my entire world to be turned upside down, just a few minutes of agony and everything good in my life had gone. I felt my heart go cold in that instant, I wanted others to feel the pain that I felt. I became careless and callous, nothing seemed to matter anymore. I had nothing to lose.
I'd heard his name a million times before, with my parents being Death Eaters I'd heard about a lot of deadly people. Never in my wildest dreams did I think Fenrir Greyback would tear my life to shreds. I lived a normal life, or at least as normal as a witch with Death Eater parents could have lived. I had attended the most prestigious school in all of France, Beaubaxaton's School for Girls. I had the most amazing family, despite my parents being followers of the Dark Lord; we were very close… until they were taken from me.
My parents were considered to be some of the Dark Lord's most loyal followers, but they had been trying to disconnect from the Dark Lord for some time, and just before his downfall my parents had taken our entire family into hiding. The other Death Eaters blamed our family for the Dark Lord's downfall; this was why we were all targeted. My parents were two of the most relied on Death Eaters, and the Dark Lord did not take betrayal lightly. My parents sought a safe life for myself and my two baby sisters. It could not have gone more wrong.
I could hear their screams, the screams of my baby sisters... their room was on fire. The smoke was filling my lungs, and it made me cough horribly. I called out to them, feeling the tears rolling down my face and the panic welling up inside me. I pushed into their room, but by then their screaming had stopped. My world ended right there, with my sisters. I forced myself to turn and search for my parents; I could still hear their screams. They were calling out for my sisters, my mother voice was shaky I could tell she was in hysterics. I ran into their room and they screamed for me to run, and then that's when I saw him… Fenrir Greyback.
I awoke, just as always, crying and breathing as if I'd just run a marathon. I was in the bedroom over my grandfather's shop in Diagon Alley, where I had moved shortly after the murder of my family. Instead of going back to my final year at Beaubaxaton's, I would be attending Hogwarts. I was nervous, something that was unusual for me, I'd never been to Hogwarts and I didn't know anyone there. I didn't care to know anybody though; I mostly kept to myself these days.
"Ivy!" my grandfather called," You'd better get a move on! We don't want to miss the train!"
I groaned and wiped my eyes, trying to pull myself together. I rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of tight muggle jeans and a zip up hoodie, along with a pair of knee length tan boots. I cast a straightening charm on my belly length black hair and messed it up a bit. After applying some dark makeup, I hauled my trunk downstairs; I knew that at least I would be prettier than the other girls at Hogwarts. The thought made me smile a little.
My grandfather was already busy fretting over the shop; he hated leaving for even an hour. I could see him almost squirming.
"Are you sure you can handle the shop?" he asked his favorite employee for the millionth time.
She sighed and gave him a frustrated look," Alezan, I've already told you that everything will be fine. You'll only be gone for an hour, what's the worst that can happen?"
He didn't seem reassured," Remember, today the school textbooks are discounted for all children attending Hogwarts."
She nodded and shoved him towards me, careful to mind the enormous bookshelves. The plan was for us to apparate to King's Cross Station, and since I'd never been there, he was going to have to take me by sidelong apparition. She gave me an exasperated look that seemed to say, good luck.
"Do you have everything?" he asked me, forever worrying. He straightened my sweater and looked me over, as if checking for anything off.
I sighed and pushed his hand away," Yes, Grandpa."
He raised an eyebrow," Books?"
"Yes."
"Quills?"
"Yes."
"Parchment?"
"Grandpa, honestly!" I exclaimed," Can we please go? I was under the impression that we were under a bit of a time crunch with the wakeup call that I received."
"Well, alright," he allowed, as he offered me his arm. I felt the familiar pull behind my navel, and my feet left the ground, arriving on solid ground moments later.
So this was Platform 9 ¾? It was busy, with students bustling about everywhere. Some students along with toting enormous trunks were also carrying various cages, some with owls and some with cats. In front of me was the rather large scarlet train, The Hogwarts Express. My stomach gave an odd jolt, I put my hood up. It felt better to hide, I felt more secure.
My grandfather rubbed his palms together nervously," Alright, Ivy. Just take your luggage and try and find a compartment.
I hugged him briefly and headed for the train without a word. Goodbyes weren't my thing.
"Make friends!" he called after me. I just waved without looking back, I didn't need friends. I didn't need anyone.

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~~Jamie