A dream within a dream...
the magic of depth.
Ever changing, re-arranging...
don't fear the darkness.
Like the changing leaves...
like the changing tides...
Like the curving lines of fate,
bent ever so slightly in our favour...
just like these dreams.
We are but a breath...
an inhale of the world...
just like a blade of grass...
like these calm hours...
Glowing of red,
just like the fresh blood...
fresh blood of the new generation...
Don't fear the darkness.
Skylar Renee Jones was a broom stunt performer. She could ride on two brooms at once, one foot on each. She could do a handstand while flying. She could hang upside down by her feet. She could even shoot straight up in the air, feet resting on the top of the tail.
Right now, Skylar was trying a new move: lying down on three brooms at once, on her stomach, while flying at about ten miles per hour – starting out slow.
The trick was to subtly guide the broom, but not move too much: one hand on the middle broom, calf on the lower broom, other hand at the top. Be perfectly synchronized, and don't be afraid you'll fall, because the brooms can sense it.
Okay, deep breaths, she told herself as she sat up on her knees on the first broom. It had to be instantaneous: she had to lay down the second she placed the brooms – they would only hover so long in midair.
One…Two…Three!
She dropped them, lying down, she was perfectly positioned…and then –
"Hey, Sky!" yelled a voice below her.
"Arrrgghhh!" Skylar cried, slipping off the brooms.
Her long brown hair streaked behind her as she fell, the red, yellow, orange, blue, pink, and purple streaks shimmering in the summer sun of the evening. Her blue eyes widened as she headed strait for the grass covered ground, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She could feel the sting in her eyes as the hard air stung them, but her eyes stayed wide, frozen in place, staring in horror at the ground that was coming closer...closer...closer
"Ugh!" Skylar grunted as the wards caught her ten feet from what could have been her doom.
As she touched the soft green grass, Skylar glared at the pink and blue haired girl in from of her.
"It's not funny, Dominique Nymphadora Weasley!" the blue-eyed girl said angrily, for the other girl was rolling on the ground, laughing.
"It was too!" Dominique countered, standing up and still chuckling. "You should have seen your face… 'Arrgghhh!'" she quoted, and burst into laughter again.
"DOMINIQUE NYMPHADORA Weasley!" cried another voice, this one from the edge of the field.
Dominique groaned as Rose Weasley and Albus Potter strode into view. Or rather, a very angry Rose drug Albus over to them. Rose's dark flaming red hair fanned around her back as she walked, or more like sprinted to the two girls.
"What is it with you guys using my full name today?" The pink and blue haired girl demanded.
"You deserve it! You could have killed Skylar!" Rose fumed, her face the same colour as her hair.
Albus and Dominique both rolled their eyes.
"She had the wards up." Dominique pointed out.
"But what if she hadn't?" demanded Rose, sounding extraordinarily like her mother at that moment.
"Nevermind that," Skylar said dismissively. "I almost had that move down!"
"Really?" asked Albus curiously, pushing his black glass back up his nose, his bright emerald eyes, which got him many complements, sparkled in the faint sun light. The messy black haired boy opened his mouth to say more, but went silent under the glare from Rose.
"You could have died!" she cried.
"But I didn't," reminded Skylar. "Wait, why are you guys out here anyway?"
"We came to get you two for dinner," Albus said, jumping at the chance to change the subject. "Everyone's coming over."
"Alright," said Skylar, "I'll just drop the brooms off at my house."
With that, the cousins set off through Godric's Hallow Quidditch pitch.
As Skylar walked her mind wondered...
During the time that Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley stayed with the Order members, Dudley met someone special: Happy Jones, daughter of Hestia Jones. Dudley and Happy fell in love, and got married after the war. Unfortunately, Dudley was under the impression that Happy was simply an muggle like himself, so when he found out, he left. Happy found out much to her horror, that Dudley had been in a car crash, not four streets away from there home. So, Happy was left alone to raise their daughter, Skylar.
She moved to Godric's Hallow right next to Ron and Hermione Weasley, as well as Harry and Ginny Potter. Skylar was born around the same time as Rose and Dominique Weasley, Albus Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, Lorcan and Lysander Scamander, and Fred and Roxanne Weasley, along with the children of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's other friends: Orla Longbottom (named after Orla Quirke, who died in the Final Battle), Lavender Finnegan, Noel Davies, Morag Smith, and Patrick Dunstan.
When Albus said, "Everyone" he meant all the Weasleys, Potters, Scamanders, and Longbottoms, as well as Teddy Lupin and Andromeda Tonks, Scorpius Malfoy, and Skylar and her mother. There were currently seventeen Weasleys – including parents and children - five Potters, four Scamanders, and eight Longbottoms.
During the holidays, the six families would often have these gatherings – not every day of course, because that would be insane, but every few weeks or so. They got together at Arthur and Molly's newly re-built home. It was still called the Burrow, but had been expanded to the size of a small mansion, now that Arthur was head of the Magical Secrecy branch of the Ministry and they received compensation for the war.
Skylar shook her head, smiling slightly as they came to the small house she and her mother lived in. The house was small, for it was after all only the two of them. It was cream, with dark red shutters, and blooming roses in the flower garden.
"Is that you, Sky?" called Happy Jones from the second floor as Skylar, Dominique, Rose, and Albus walked in. "We need to leave for the Burrow in a quarter!"
"Alright, mum!" Skylar called up the stairs. She stowed her brooms in the cupboard under the stairs, then went quickly to her room to change.
Her room had light purple walls, with Quidditch posters lined on them, and a large cream and light purple bedding with a dark oak frame. A dark oak dresser as well as vanity stood on the opposite wall covered in pictures of Skylar and her friends as well as cousins.
It took her only two minutes to put on her purple and navy twofer dress, run a brush through her waist length hair before she went back to the living room.
Happy was standing by the door, digging through a small bag that Skylar knew she tended to loose things in all of the time. The woman had light red hair, nothing compared to the Weasley's fiery red. Her hair was shoulder length, with different streaks of colour, like her daughters. Her dark brown eyes glared at the small bag, as she sighed in frustration, running a hand through her hair.
"What did you loose this time, mum?" Skylar asked, holding back her laughter as she skipped to her mother's side.
"My keys." Happy Jones said, turning to look at Skylar, letting the small bag drop to her side.
"Mum? Why do you need your keys? They car's just for looks! You don't even know how to drive!" Skylar said, her eyes narrowing in exasperation.
"Your Uncle Ron can drive." Happy defended herself, though she knew it was a loosing battle, her daughter was just too much like her grandmother in that way.
"Yes well, I'm pretty sure that Uncle Ron had to confund the teacher." Skylar said, cracking a grin at the thought of her Uncle doing that, it just seemed so Ron.
"Yeah, I bet he did." The woman said grinning, before both mother and daughter burst into laughter.
"Come one." Happy said, after there laughing died down. "We have to go before we're late, you know what Mrs. Weasley did last time."
Skylar shivered remembering that day. They wouldn't be late this time, Skylar thought as she dragged her mother through the door. If they were late again...Skylar shuttered at the picture her mind conjured up, and she thought there was nothing worse than having to walk around in a horrid pink frilly dress for 3 weeks...
Our apologies for the very short chapter, but we wanted to put it up fast :)
Please review!
