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Chapter 1: Remembering The Past
A flash of a bright green light hit the body of a mother, the other of a father.
A little girl of the age of four witnessed her parents being murdered before her light brown eyes. The little girl put her hands over her mouth, trying to keep from screaming, making her present to the death eater. Tears rolled over the plains of her cheeks, traveling to the end of her jaw, gently dropping to the bloodied floor. However, the girl could not help but muffle her noises nevertheless the death eater caught the faint noise.
The shadowy figure glided over to a wooden coat closet and opened the doors. The youngster immediately shot out of the closet and ran towards the front door.
Once outside in the cold winter she rounded the next corner into an alleyway, hiding behind some trashcans.
Her little ears heard stocky footsteps stop momentarily and then walk away from the entrance of the alley. When she could no longer hear the footsteps, she began sprinting as fast as she could.
The winter breeze prickled her bare skin. The cold cement stuck to her naked feet, making it harder to escape.
After a couple of days, of being alone without any resources, the little girl finally decided to stop at someone's doorway.
She gently knocked on the wooden door in front of her. She collapsed onto her knees, her body starting to give up on her. She was exhausted from everything that had happened in such a short time that her mind had not really fully grasped the fact that her parents were gone…forever. She would never be able to hear her mother's sweet voice call her name or her father singing his little song that had created especially for her.
A rather hefty woman with bright red hair opened the door. The stranger gasped when she gazed upon the little girl that was at her doorstep.
"Help..." was all the girl could say before passing out from the days travel.
"Violet! Wake up!" Ron yelled as he shook her body gently.
"Ron! Stop it! Let me sleep!" she complained, kicking Ron away from her, then hiding underneath the covers.
"No! You have to get up now!" he persisted.
"What the hell for?" Violet screamed.
"It's the last day of summer vacation." He stated the obvious.
"That's all the more reason for me to sleep longer. Now good bye Ron." She hid underneath the comforters once more.
"We plan on celebrating and you're coming whether you like it or not." He stated as he yanked the blankets off of Violet's body.
"Fine…" she huffed as she sat up against her stacked pillows, giving up on going back to sleep.
"Good, be ready soon." He smiled as he left the room, shutting the door behind him.
Violet stood up walked to her closet and grabbed a simple outfit. On her way out she grabbed her toothbrush, toothpaste and hairbrush. She could never trust her Weasley brothers; they were always pulling pranks and often used her as a test subject as well as Ron.
She made her way through the cramped hallway and arrived at the bathroom. Violet turned to knob to open the door but it was occupied as usual.
"Who's in there?" Violet asked.
"It's me." Ginny replied.
"Come on hurry up. I need to take a shower." Violet complained.
"I'll be done soon." Ginny said.
"You always say that." She whispered as she leaned up against the wall, waiting for Ginny to get out.
"Hey Violet." Harry greeted.
"Hi." Violet responded with a kind smile. It was only then that she remembered what she was wearing, short shorts and a tank top. She had meant to put a large shirt over her nightwear but had completely forgotten.
"The bathroom is always busy around here." He smiled.
"You can say that again." Violet grinned.
Just then the door opened to reveal a fresh Ginny.
"There it's all yours." Ginny grinned and blushed as she walked passed Harry. Violet just rolled her eyes.
She quickly entered the room, taking a shower that took her about ten minutes. Violet threw on a plain orange shirt with fitted faded blue jeans. She performed a spell that automatically dried her short black layered, naturally curled bob with thin bangs. She brushed her teeth and even flossed before hand. She grabbed her belongings and exited the bathroom and strutted to her room, throwing her clothes on the floor and then closing the door.
Violet raced down the few staircases that kept her from getting to the kitchen.
Once she entered the space she sat at the table and grabbed a plate, piling it with three buttermilk pancakes, two scrambled eggs and a few sausage links.
"So where are we doing today?" Violet raised as she smothered butter all over the pancakes.
"First, we're going to go to Hogsmeade and then a wizard fair." Ron said.
"Hogsmeade is going to be so packed with it being the last day of summer." Violet protested again.
"True, but we have to stop-" George started.
"-at the store for some more-" Fred interrupted.
"-gadgets." George finished.
"Well, it doesn't sound to bad. It should be fun." Violet commented.