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It was nearing 10 when Eve and her parents were sitting at their table during the reception for Bill and Fleur.

"They look so happy together, don't they?" said Mrs. Eldridge holding onto her daughter's hand, smiling widely. Eve nodded and rested her head against her mother.

"Remember when we got married, Els?" asked Mr. Eldridge, wrapping his arm around his looked at him and gently kissed his cheek.

"Yes, we were in the back-yard of your parent's house, on the lake." said Mrs. Eldridge, her heart just fluttered thinking of that day.

"You were as beautiful as could be." Mr. Eldridge gestured with his hands.

"We danced all night long, just like a fairy tale." Mr. Eldridge grinned and stood up, putting out his hand.

"A dance, m'lady?"

"Why of course, sir." said Mrs. Eldridge, blushing as she grabbed her husband of 30 years' hand, leading her to the dance floor.

Eve smiled watching her parents laugh and joke while they clumsily danced around.

"Eve, wanna dance?" said Ron who was nervously scratching his arm. Eve turned around and saw the boy.

"Sure." she said, getting up and taking his hand. They set off to the dance floor, slowly dancing together.

"Eve, can I ask you something."

"Oh course, Ronnie."

"You're like a big sister to me, despite being Fred's girl." Eve rolled her eyes.

"Go on."

"Well...has 'Mione talked about me, at all?" Eve grinned even wider.

"She may have said one or two things." Ron's eyes sprang open.

"Real-"

"-, Ron, just go ask her to dance." said Eve, breaking from their dance.

"But she was dancing with Viktor." Ron grumbled.

"I'm dancing with you, doesn't mean Fred can't dance with me." Ron let out a sigh before hugging Eve and going off to dance with Hermione.

"Thanks!" he exclaimed. Eve was just about to turn around to go back to the table when she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

"What did Ron want?" asked Fred.

"Why yes, you kind gentleman, I would love to dance." she said putting on her polite, lady-like voice.

"Sorry, dearest lady, would you care to dance?" asked Fred, taking Eveline's hand and kissing it gently. Eve laughed and the two set off to the dance floor, crazily dancing like maniacs, their arms and legs flying everywhere.

"He wanted to know if Hermione had talked about him."

"Did she?"

"Yep, those two are finally getting somewhere." Eve started swaying her hips to the music and Fred was making weird thrusting movements with his pelvis.

"What do you call that dance move?" Eve was snorting uncontrollably.

"Hopeful for the Honeymoon." joked Fred.

"Fred!" she said, playfully swatting his shoulder.

Just then a wispy, white light came into the tent. Every one's head turned. It was Kingsley's patronus.

"The Minister has been killed. Death eaters are coming, hide." his patronus quickly dissolved, leaving only the popping sounds of apparation. People were quickly apparating out of the tent, to safety. Eve caught the faces of the death eaters who had started appearing all around them. A woman with wild black hair, her eyes, a dark green, starring directly at her and Fred. She held her wand tightly in her hand, she pointed it towards Eve who was frozen, starring at this deranged woman.

"Avada Kedavra!" she yelled, a green light ejecting from her wand. Fred grabbed Eve and pulled her to the side, the spell missing her only by a couple of inches. The sudden fright hit Eve, along with a realization.

That woman was her sister, Eugena.

"You killed my baby, my baby, you didn't come, my baby!" screamed Eugena, stepping closer and closer. Eve panicked, pulled out her wand and shrieked the only defensive spell she could think off.

"Stupefy!" Eugena flew back, hitting her back against a chair, bleeding onto the green glass, lit by the lamps hanging above in the air.

Fred grabbed Eve's hand and he started running towards George who was standing with his and Eve's parents, deflecting spells. Before she could reach them she saw two bolts of green light hit Elsie and Erik Eldridge, immediately throwing them back. Molly screamed and ran over to Elsie who was lying on the grass beside her husband. Her body absolutely still, her face vacant and empty. Her husband was lying next to her, his eyes wide open but glazed over, as if no emotion was left. Eve looked at the origin of the spells. Two men stood, tall and proud, one with short brown hair and green eyes, laughing hysterically as the other with long dark brown hair aimed his wand at a grieving Molly. Eve stepped forward screaming the same spell at this man.

"Stupefy!" she screamed through her tears. The man's face turned quickly, it hit her again, the name of these men, Eden and Elden, her brothers. They had just killed their own parents, Eve's parents.

Fred copied Eve, sending Elden flying across the room a long with his murderous brother, Eden. Eve grabbed Fred's hand and apparated.

They found themselves in the remains of an old burnt down house. Eve had gone to the first place she thought of, her home, which had been burnt down years ago by death eaters after her parents rejected their offer to join them.

Eve stopped. She was frozen. She could feel her heart beating fast, her head spinning, locked on the image of her parents dead bodies lying beside each other. Her head felt dizzy, like she was going to faint. She fell to her knees, shrieking and crying, feeling the cold sting of tears running down her face, the stabbing pain in her stomach. She felt like she was going to throw up, she wanted to get out, leave, return to her parents arms. Her mother's warm smile, her father's love for jokes, their constant passion for life, even when it was being threatened. Now, it was taken away from them by their own sons.

Fred knelt down beside her, grabbing onto her quickly and hugging his mourning girlfriend to his chest. She was screaming the names of her parents, over and over, as if calling them would bring them back. Fred could feel tears rolling down his own face.

"I don't want them to leave." yelled Eve into Fred's chest, banging her fists against him. Fred stroked her hair and rocked her, back and forth.

They sat there for a few minutes, sitting and crying, comforting each other as they thought about the loss. Then, another patronus appeared, this time it was a weasel.

"Fred, Eveline, the death eaters are gone, it is safe to come back." it said in Mr. Weasley's voice. Fred took Eveline's hand and took a deep breath.

The tent in which they had celebrated the wedding was completely destroyed. Eve looked around, Ginny was sitting on the steps to the kitchen, clenching her stomach and crying. George was fiddling with the buttons on his suit, until he saw Eve. He got up, his legs pumping fast as he ran towards her. Eve felt a large push and arms wrapped around her. They didn't speak or move. They stood there, not crying or reminding each other of their love. They had a special bond, different from her and Fred, different from her and Ron or Ginny .

George breathed in and let go of her.

"I want to see them." George nodded, leading her to the backyard where her parent's bodies were lying on the dry grass. She ran towards them, crying and screaming. She dropped to her mother and father's bodies. Grabbing and shaking them, begging them to come back. Tears rolling down her face, staining her cheeks, the saltiness drying her lips.

Behind her Molly and Arthur were running towards her, yelling at George for allowing her to see her parents. Molly knelt down on her knees, pulling Eve away from her parents. Arthur placed the blanket he was holding over their bodies. Eve was struggling to get back to her parents, pleading for Molly to bring them back. She broke free from Molly's grasp and started hugging her parents again. Molly yelled for Ginny, requesting a potion from her stash. Eve was pulling on her father's dress shirt, like a child trying to wake up their sleepy parent. Arthur knelt down beside Eve, grabbing her. Eve screamed, trying break free and go back to her parents. She was screaming for Emmery to help her. Mrs. Weasley forcefully opened Eve's mouth while Ginny forced some liquid down her throat. Eve's loud shrieks began to quiet, she felt drowsy and soon she had collapsed beside her dead parents in a deep sleep.


Don't ask me why, but I cried while writing this. Hope you enjoyed, I will go and write the next part now!