Young sixteen year old Tilly was running. Running at the speed of light, thanks to her powers. She was running with tears rolling down her cheeks; he long dirty blonde hair flowing behind her; her tanned skin going a dark red and her bright blue eyes puffy and bloodshot. Someone screaming her name behind her, beginning for forgiveness. But Tilly kept on running, no matter how much they 'loved' eachother. He never loved me... all I ever was to him was... a... m******... was what Tilly was thinking. Poor, innocent, naive Tilly.
Tilly soon stopped running when she came to a halt in front of a house. It was a dark gloomy house, it looked like the clouds had covered it, and it was raining and thundering above it. Tilly walked into the abandoned house, looking around, too see the place in crumbles, the walls crumbling down, everywhere looking burnt and then she noticed the limp figure in the corner, rocking back and forth whimpering. She had long blonde hair, and looked younger than sixteen year old walked over to her, quickly inspecting the young girl, for in the wizarding world, you could never be sure about what people are. For people come as bad as can be, and there were plenty of them in the wizarding community.
"Hello? Are you okay?" Tilly asked the young mysterious girl timidly. Suddenly, it went quiet, no whimpering, no creaks of the old wooden floor board from the girl rocking back and forth, but there were words floating in the air, above the mysterious girl. 'Who are you?' it read
"I'm Tilly, Tilly Jade Zara Lupin"
Wait, hold on a second, let's rewind this shall we? Back to September, when Hogwarts began, for right now... it was summer.