Prologue
In a dark alley of Ireland, the rain crashed down around a young girl, who sat with her arms around her legs, grasping to the sense of comfort and protection from the trauma of abuse that she experienced just a year ago. Silent tears shook the girl, as the soft footsteps of her brother came to comfort her. He sat down beside her, holding her, waiting patiently for the crying to recede.
"It'll get better," whispered the boy. "I promise."
"No," replied the young girl. "It wouldn't. I can still hear the screams and feel the pain as if it happened this morning. I hear it everyday. And every night in my nightmares."
The boy didn't know what to say. What was he, a boy of barely nine years of age, supposed to say, when his little sister of seven years experienced something that he never had in the majority of his childhood. For all he knew, she was abused by her Muggle parents when they found out that she was a witch. The Ministry of Magic intervened, and sent her to live with his family when they took up her case before she could become an Obscurial.
"Veronica, c'mon," said the boy, standing up and offering a hand to his sister. "Let's go in before you catch a cold."
She took his offered hand, and together, they made their way back to the home that happily took her in without a second thought.
A/N
Okay, so I suppose I should add the disclaimer first. The Harry Potter series doesn't belong to me in any way and it belongs to JK Rowling. I only own Veronica and yeah...I'm only trying in the field of writing so I'm not really sure about anything here. Hopefully the chapters would become longer and longer since this is only the prologue, but no promises here :( Oh well, please review so that I know how I'm doing. Signing out for now :)