"Mommy, don't leave me!"

"Oh, Brie…I'm sorry baby. Mommy's so sorry"

"But mom, I need you!"

"I won't leave you, baby. I'll be right there if you need me" Mom pointed towards my heart.

"Mom" I sobbed and choked on my words, "-don't g-g-go!"

"Take care of Tasha and Angie, Brie. Tell them I love them. Be a strong girl and take care of daddy too. I love you, Brie, so much"

"I love you too mom" I whispered as I watched mom's eyelids slowly closed, drifting off into an endless sleep.

"I love you too mom" I whispered again. More tears threatened to pour down, but I held them back. I remained strong, for mom's sake.

They killed my mom, those black-hooded people, those death-eaters.

I gently lowered my head to the crook of mom's neck, inhaling her scent deeply for I knew it would be the last time I ever saw her again. Even after a tough battle, she still smelt sweet and so mom-like. I hugged her cold, lifeless body close to mine, trying hard to keep it warm. Her face was growing paler by the second and I knew that sooner or later, I'd have to let go. But I couldn't bring myself to let her go. She was my mom after all, I knew her all my life. It felt as if my brain lost control of my body as my arms would not let her go. They remained wrapped around her shoulders even after half an hour passed by.

I heard the front door bang open and felt someone entering the house. But at that moment, I didn't care; I just wanted to be with my mom.

"Merlin, no…this can't be happening"

I turned around and saw a familiar figure standing beside me. By the looks of his messy appearance, I assumed that he rushed home as soon as possible. Although soon was in fact, not soon enough.

Dad kneeled down beside me, his eyes tearing up as he studied mom's lifeless body.

I managed to give him a weak smile, "Too late, dad. She's gone" I said, my voice cracking.

Dad started to cry. Dad never cries. He was the best auror in the ministry and he was the toughest and bravest person I knew. Seeing him cry, it made him look so vulnerable and soft. I could see the sadness, hurt and anger through his bloodshot red eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help myself but cry with him. It would seem to be the most natural thing to do at that time, but to me, it was extremely difficult. I had to be strong. Together, we cried side by side. It was too much for a eight-year-old like me to handle.

"What am I gonna do?" He sobbed to himself.

"Shh…Shh…It's okay, dad. I'm right here" I whispered.

Dad continued sobbing while I gently stroked his back, "I'm right here".

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A/N: i hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter :) i know it's pretty simple and short but i wanted a dramatic beginning! haha, anyhoo, the next chapters will be better and longer, i promise. ENJOY! :)

-Dea