The girl sighed, and glanced at the scene in front of her, a band of Death Eaters stood huddled in a circle, cowering in fear, whilst looking at the dead body of Bellertrix LeStrange. Smirking, the girl looked at the body, reliving the memory, she took pride in the fact that she had not giving the woman a chance to scream and escape what was oh so badly to her.
Figuring that the death nibblers had been put through enough for one night, she transformed into a black phoenix, and flew from the tree that stood guard over the dead.
Upon arriving back to her hideout, the girl took the time to look in the mirror, and was surprised at what she saw, for the person in front of her was slim, toned, tanned skin. Chocolate eyes that were almost amber when the light hit them just right, a mane of chocolate brown hair. In my defense the girl said to herself it had been two years since I have looked in the mirror.
After turning her eyes away, from the shocking appearance of herself, she realized she was not alone, turning round she saw an animal, she had hoped not to have seen. "Well Fawkes I had hoped not to have seen you again, but then again Fate has not been kind enough, to leave me alone" she mused to herself as she walked to greet the phoenix. Fawkes let out a shrill one note cry, as if to say 'I'm right here you know'. Chuckling to herself, the girl walked over to take the note that Fawkes had tied to his leg, after removing the note, Fawkes abruptly left in a burst of ruby red flames. Unraveling the piece of parchment, the girl looked down and gasped, three words glared up at her, and all her old memories that she had tried so desperately to forget, after what had happened to her.
Three words, was all it took to change somebody's life beyond imagination. The three words, that had sent her slowly regained life back out of control, were staring up at her never letting her forget.
The three words you may ask have a look for yourself.
'Come home Hermione'
