Hey Readers!!! So here is my first fan fiction and I really hope you like it.

Anyways, here's the story

Disclaimer: I do not own harry Potter JKR does.

Prologue

"So zere's another woman?" I can here Maman saying.

"No Fleur I never sai-"

"Then, where 'ave you been going every night? Who is it?" Maman demanded.

"There's no one," yelled my father starting to get angry.

SMASH

There goes another lamp.

"Fine, even if there is someone else it's not like you've never been unfaithful" said my father, with a sharp edge to his voice.

"Lies!" screamed my mother.

I can't see them but I know what's happening. My Maman is crying, she's always really sad. My dad is grabbing his coat as he leaves slamming the door shut. This happens a lot, almost every night. Then Maman usually comes up into my room to make sure I'm sleeping. She doesn't like it when I' still awake so I close my eyes and pretend to sleep.

I don't know why Maman and daddy fight so much, I don't think any of my other aunts and uncle fight this much. It all started a little after Louis was born. During the day daddy was always grumpy and Maman was always sad. At night they would argue, at first only every so often but now they're at it every night. I asked Teddy what he thought before he left for his first year at Hogwarts, and he said it's normal and that even Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny fight sometimes. I guess I could be wrong, other people might fight this much, I am only nine, but sometimes it seems like daddy doesn't even love Maman anymore. I'm sure that can't be true.

I can hear Maman's foot steps coming up the stairs. She flings open the door and runs over to my bed.

"Victoire ma belle," she says shaking my shoulders to wake me up.

"Yes, Maman,"

"Go get your brother and sister quickly, I need to pack" she's says before hurrying out of the room.

I'm scared, it's really dark, but I keep running as fast as I can through the halls because I know there's no time to turn the lights on. I had never been afraid of the dark before, not until my parents started to fight. My parents never fight during the day, only at night when it's dark, the dark that hides all evil.

It didn't take long for me to get Dominique and Louis and we made are way downstairs. Maman was downstairs by the fireplace with our trunks and it wasn't long before Louis and Dominique were gone. As I made my way into the fireplace I heard the door slam shut behind my father.

Thanks for reading I hope you liked it! I hope to have the next chapter up soon and it will be much longer. It will probably be 7 years later in France from Dominique's POV

Please, Please, Please with a cherry on top, REVIEW!!! (ok I might have gotten a bit carried away there but you get the point)

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