Lily:

"James!" I heard my brother Albus yell out as I slipped into the Forbidden Room.

"What!" James yelled back irritably. His girlfriend was in Paris, apparently, seeing if she could transfer to Beauxbatons. I don't see why he's so upset, he always gets another one soon. I heard the mattress creak as he got up to hide from Al.

"James!" I hissed as he passed the Forbidden Door. James whipped his head around. "Idiot, get in here!" A grin spread across his face as he took a step towards the Forbidden Doorway.

"JAMES!" Al roared, thumping down the stairs. Without any hesitation, James slipped in the doorway.

"Hiya, Lills. Fancy meeting you here!" he said cheerfully, pulling the door shut behind him. "Thought Dear Daddy's study was off limits."

"Dad's at the Ministry, chatting with Uncle Percy about some 'Prototype from the office.' I got curious. What'd you do to Al?" I told James, peering out of the doorway.

"Turned his toothbrush to a slug while he brushed his teeth. I thought you were Daddy's little girl?" James mocked.

"Please, James, I'm nearly thirteen. I've got a life to live." I snapped the door shut and made for Dad's desk.

"Yeah, alright, you're almost a beautiful teenager. Doesn't mean you're not a goody-two-shoes," James told me, fingering a family photo from Dad's desk.

"Don't be a two-year-old, I don't have cooties," I teased him, picking up a pretty hourglass necklace.

"Boys have cooties, genius," Al said from the doorway.

"Oh, hello, my beautiful brother whom I love very deeply," James said, backing away slowly. "I know you love me back, sweet brother dear, so don't kill me, because that's what brothers do, they don't kill each oth-"

"Idiot!" I yelled as James backed into me. I staggered back and dropped the necklace onto the wood floor. It shattered, and the pretty multicolored sand from inside swirled around my feet.

"Dammit!" James yelled. "Why'd Dad need to get hardwoods, Mum TOLD him he should get carpet!" I felt a gust of wind overtake me, and I reached out for James on instinct. Albus doesn't like to hit people, so James is the best for protection. On my other side, I felt Al gripping my hand as the wind picked up.

I saw black, then the floor suddenly was farther up then before and my face was pressed to something cold. As I went to look up, I heard someone speaking.

"Who's there?"