A young girl shivered in the cold, blankets wrapped around her frail body. She was all alone now, her loving mother; gone. Her devoted and caring father; gone. Her always happy grandmother; gone. She had no one left in the world. She stared at the ground, her hair turned black and her eyes became grey with sorrow.
"Miss? Is there anyone we can call to get you home safe?" an officer asked, kneeling down beside her. She shrugged away and began to cry. The officer picked her up gently and he set her down on the trunk of his police cruiser. "Listen sweetie, if there's no one that we can give you too then you will have to go to the orphanage. Where are your parents sweetie?"
"Dead! They're all dead!" the little girl cried grabbing at him, a light post above her exploded causing the officer to loose balance and fall on the side walk wrong, there was more than one person that died that night.
She slipped off the trunk of the car, holding a teddy bear desperately, tears pouring from her eyes as another police man grabbed her putting her on the trunk of another car and trying to talk to her. The little girls eyes flashed red. A man with a cloak stood by the house, with a stick in his hand, he looked over at her and smirked. The girl was so confused, was this the man that killed my family? How long before I kill you, you murderer?" She screamed in her head, she tried to break away and began running towards him only to be apprehended by the officer who had given her the blanket.
"Now, now child, running's not going to help you, it'll only kill you faster." The officer said chuckling. She wanted to rip the mans tongue out, how dare he say that? I'll find you again someday and you'll be the one running you fat pig! she though viciously at him. The officer put her in the car and drove her from the site to the lowliest orphanage in town. Her new home.
I jumped underneath my warm covers, for being in a damp, dark dungeon the heater worked just fine. I sat up and put my head in my hands going over the nightmare that plagued me night after night. I had been adopted a few years back by a wizarding family, the Malfoy's, after attending my first year of Hogwarts with their son Scorpius, whom I often called Scorpio or Cori. They had offered me a pink, fluffy room when I had arrived but I laughed and declined, opting for the more secluded darkness of downstairs. I smiled as I realized today I would be boarding the Hogwarts Express to start my sixth year.
"Mesira? Mesira dear it's time to be getting ready! We'll be leaving for King's Cross Station soon!" my adoptive mother called down the stairs. I slipped on my slippers and donned a bathrobe.
"Alright mom!" I yelled up the stairs grabbing my waterproof speakers. A shower always woke me up enough to get going in the morning, and music always calmed me while I kept the door magically closed. Ever since my days at the orphanage I had magically (if unbeknownst to me) locked the door while using the bathroom. At first it had startled the Nuns in charge but they gave it up to their God and left me be.
I walked upstairs and saw Scorpio headed to the bathroom. Our eyes meet and we turned to look at the bathroom door. We bolted for it, crashing into each other and slamming into the door.
"I GOT HERE FIRST!" I yelled fighting for the doorknob.
"YOU LIAR, I DID!" he yelled back trying to smack my hand away while trying to turn the knob in his hand. I let go and stepped back.
"FINE. You go first, see if I care!" I glared at him and he stuck out his tongue and opened the door. Thankfully he forgot that it opens on the side I was standing on and I slipped in and yanked the door shut again, "HA! Beat that sucker!" I laughed as I binded the door shut.
"MESIRA! COME ON!" Scorpio pleaded pounding on the door as I disrobed and turned the hot water on. I laughed and the pounding got louder. "Mez! I NEED to pee!" I could hear him squirming behind the door and nearly fell over laughing.
"You nitwit! Go outside! You're a boy aren't you?" I called out to him. The pounding on the door stopped and there was silence for a few minutes.
"You're serious aren't you? PEE OUTSIDE?" he cried and stormed off. I heard mom and dad laughing somewhere close by. Figuring he'd be stubborn I quickly showered, leaving my speakers unused on the sink, I grabbed my hairbrush from the bathroom along with my toothbrush (which I had already used that morning) and make-up and sprinted out the door in less than 15 minutes.
"HEY PEE-BOY! BATHROOM'S FREE!" I yelled gleefully as I ran back downstairs to get changed. He grumbled as I ran past him but I felt like I was being watched as I rounded the corner to the basement stairs. Looking back I saw Scorpio looking at me and when he noticed me staring back he blushed and darted into the bathroom.
I laughed and trotted down the stairs. I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper, I'm not going to be joining a basketball team anytime soon anyways. I dug through the drawers and pulled out my favorite emerald colored bra and matching panties. Cliche, I know, but I don't care. I sat in front of the mirror staring at my brown wavy hair and my green-blue eyes and smiled to myself pulling out my eye shadow and lip gloss.
I started putting on my make-up when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I figured it was my mom and called out, "I'll be up in a minute mom." I finished my make-up and turned to look at my visitor, there, his face red as a beet, was Scorpio. I blushed slightly and sauntered over to him, "What's wrong Cori? Cat got your tongue?" I cooed playfully. I teased him like this all the time and because we aren't related by blood I never saw any harm in it.
"That's not fair Mesira." he said, I could see his fingers twitch, aching to touch me. I smirked and raised a finger with a playful "tsk, tsk."
"All is fair in love and war, besides." I leaned closer allowing the space between us to diminish. I smiled soaking up his warmth, I whispered in his ear, "Good things come to those who wait." I gently pressed my lips against the skin of his neck and he shivered, a surprised moan escaping his lips.
"Mesira! Scorpio! It's time to head out!" our mother called out from upstairs. I stepped back, winked slyly at him and slammed the door separating my room from the rest of the damp basement. I laughed sitting on my bed, 'this year is going to be fun.' I slipped my school uniform skirt on and pulled on my blouse and robes. I could hear mother's foot tapping impatiently upstairs.
"One more second mom! I gotta find Nissa!" I called upstairs. The tapping stopped and I began to look around. "Nissy? Nissy where are you? I'm not sending you via owl again!" as if I had stepped on her tail, Nissa crawled out from under the pillow on my bed. Her eyes were shiny black and her scales were a deep emerald green, her pink forked tongue tasted the air as she let out a hiss and slithered closer to me.
"As if I'd let you, your family owl is deadly!" she said, offended by my comment. I offered my hand to her, she flicked her tongue out at me once more, seeming to give it a quick thought before slipping up my sleeve and wrapping herself around my arm. Together we ran up the stairs and dove into the emerald green fireplace.