Ginny Weasley looked out upon the slow setting of the sun. She was on her way to the mansion of her mysterious cousin, Lara Croft. She was a bit nervous. She wondered if Lara would like her, and what the woman was like. Her thoughts eventually wandered to the place she was going to be staying as well, would it be as luxurious as she imagined it to be?
"Roger that, we have a clear landing space" The controller of the muggle 'helicopter' said over the loud stirrings of the machine's wings. The redhead sighed in contentment, she would be glad to get off this thing. Truthfully, the muggle flying contraption made her nervous.
The helicopter landed and she could feel her heart beating in a fast rhythm. It was at that moment that she looked out the window.
"Holy shit" Ginny exclaimed. Her eyes bulged, and for a moment she forgot the deaths of her parents as she squealed in merriment.
It was HUGE! Lara's mansion, that is. It looked like an old fashioned, gothic castle of sorts. It was astonishing.
A man with dark hair, wearing a suit, came out of the house and took her bags. He seemed tense, like one of those people who act constantly constipated (no pun intended) but in a friendly sort of a way. Another slightly shorter man came out behind him, followed by a tall woman. The shorter man was decidedly dressed down compared to the others, with what looked like grease stains on his white t-shirt. This man seemed down to earth in a geek-y sort of a way, and Ginny knew when they locked eyes that she liked him instantly. While the tall man took her bags, the other two looked her over. The woman was gorgeous in a way that a wild animal is gorgeous. She had long blackish/brown hair, pulled back in a braid so that it went down her lower back. She had beautiful dark eyes, the eyes of a predator. Ginny didn't know where that thought had come from, but she just got the idea that this was not a woman to mess with. She had extremely exotic features and a well-built body that looked like it was put to good use. She looked like a strong person who took shit from no one, and her muscles were a sure-fire way of showing people that. She was tough and she knew it. Ginny was almost scared of this new relative, but when she looked up into Lara's kind face her fear dropped away instantly. Lara smiled at her and it was the most beautiful smile she had ever seen.
"You must be Lara" Ginny was the first to speak, holding out her hand to the exotic woman.
"Damn straight" she said and shook the redhead's hand firmly.
It was at that moment, when both women knew their lives would never be the same. A bond that day was forged, a bond that only the likes of blood can bring, and it would change the course of many events to come.
