I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters the character Lucinda is my own. It's the first one I have written in a while. So feeback will be nice =)

Summary: Lucinda lost everything. Family, friends everything. Will she find comfort and support in the unlikeliest person? Will he stand by her when their world is threaten?


Next to you:

My feet pounded along the damp concrete. My breath was short and ragged. I didn't know where I was headed; I just knew I couldn't go back. My life was in ruins. I came home from my friends to find my house burning to the ground. It was terrifying to watch as I stood frozen in place. My parents were in that house, I knew it. They hadn't gone out unless they did go out without telling me. As I stood watching my house burn, people came round the corner and began shouting at me; they were wearing long dark cloaks with hoods over their heads with masks on. There was no doubt in my mind to what they were. Death eaters. I don't know why they were at my house but I didn't want to stick around to find out.

I ran for my life as spells began to shoot past me. They just didn't quit! Rain began to pour from the sky and drenching me from head to toe in a matter of seconds. The road was coming to an end and I was slowly running out of options, until I saw a gap in a hedge. I ran towards the gap and practically dived through as a spell was heading my way, I made it through but not before the spell hit my shoulder blade which opened up a wound a few inches wide. It was safe to say it hurt badly. I held in the scream that was threatening to escape from my throat and carried on running through the wood that stretched before me. The voices behind began to get distance so I began to slow my pace but didn't stop.

I didn't know how long I'd been moving but my jog had become a walk and I was feeling faint because I was losing blood. The wood had become a field with long tall reeds and I was stumbling my through. It wasn't long before my vision began fuzzy. I didn't know if it was my fuzzy head or something but I could see a light, so I began making my way towards it. I just hoped for the best.

A few minutes later and I had come to a clearing in the field, through my blurred vision I saw a tall building before me. I stumbled a few more steps forward and I completely lost my vision, my world went black.


Third person:

Inside the burrow the Weasley family along with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were sitting down to have dinner. They were all happy and discussing the rest of their sixth year at Hogwarts. Everything was going well when they heard a thud from outside. They all turned their heads to another.

"What was that?" Hermione asked looking a little worried. Lupin rose from the table with wand in hand with Mr Weasley following. They walked outside to see a young girl lying unconscious on the ground with blood surrounding her. Her clothes were damp, muddy and covered in her blood. Her dark brown hair was a mess with leaves and twigs poking out. Mrs Weasley came out behind her husband and saw the helpless girl lying the floor and gasped.

"Oh my goodness! Get her inside quickly!" She said to her husband and Lupin. Lupin looked at her.

"Molly we don't know anything about her. She could be part of a death eater family!" He said to her. Mrs Weasley glared at the man before slightly enraged by what she was hearing.

"She is just a girl Lupin! She could die! And I will not have that happen! Now go pick her up and bring her inside!" Mrs Weasley shouted. Lupin obliged and walked over and picked her up and brought her indoors.


First person:

My head ached, my limbs were numb and my back was in agony. A smell of home cooking filled my nose and the sound of a fire burning played in my ears. My eyelids slowly began to open and my eyes began to adjust to the dim light that surrounded me. Voices could be heard a little way away quite possibly in another room I groaned and the voices got louder.

"She's awake!" A girl said. I began to sit up but as I did but decided against it when pain shot through my right shoulder.

"Don't move you look like you've been through a lot." An older woman said. I looked round at the people before me there were a lot of red heads and boy with shaggy brown hair and a girl frizzy brown hair. They all looked familiar. Then it clicked they were the Weasley family, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

"Ugh how long have I been out?" I asked rubbing my head. They all looked at me with glum faces.

"A week my dear." Mrs Weasley said. I looked in shock, a week? That long? I was sat in silence for a moment until Hermione spoke up.

"Now I recognise you. You're Lucinda Llewellyn you are in our year in Gryffindor." She said looking at me I nodded.

"Sorry this might be a bit hard but may I ask what happened?" Mr Weasley asked as he sat in a chair opposite me. My mind flashed back to that night. I didn't know how to process what happened, my parents were gone, my house was gone, my life was gone, and I had nothing left.

"Death eaters attacked my house and killed my parents, I came home from a friends and my house in flames, the death eaters saw me and began to chase after me so I ran. I ran through the wood and a spell hit my shoulder and now I'm here." I said, my voice was barely above a whisper. Everyone looked at me in shock. They didn't know what to say.

"I'm so sorry Lucinda." Hermione said with a look of sadness on her face. Mrs Weasley came and sat next to me.

"It will be okay. I bet you are hungry how about some food?" She asked I nodded in reply and her and Hermione helped me up and guided me into the kitchen.

The winter weeks passed and I spent Christmas with the Weasley family. They were kind enough to take me in for a while, not that I had a place to go anyway my mum and dad were all I had family wise. Hermione was kind enough to take me to Diagon Alley to get new clothes and things. The fact that my parents were dead hadn't hit me yet I thinking I was blocking out those emotions and I was going to block them a lot more while I was back at Hogwarts.