AN: Okay, this is my first Fic. I hope ya'll like it! This is only the prologue, the first chapter is coming up at the same time as this so you don't have to wait and wonder what the heck is going on. Enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Rose and her family and the plot. Everything else is JK Rowling's. Lucky girl!
PROLOGUERose laughed as she plopped down on the couch, smiling over at her brother and his girl friend. "You're crazy!" She laughed again, as they started to wrestle on the ground. She looked over at her cousin and her boy friend. They were laughing at the pair on the floor too, and kissing all the while.
Rolling her eyes, she focused on the movie, which her parents had rented for the night. Everyone in the family was there. Her parents, brother and girl friend, other brother, cousin and her boy friend, grandmother, and her sister and her husband. It was like a family reunion and everything was going along wonderfully. No one was fighting, everyone was laughing and having a good time.
They had rented the movie 'Ghostbusters' since everyone in the family liked the movie, and that was the only one they could agree on.
Rose smiled, her short brown hair falling in her face and covering her left, bright blue eye. Groaning, she pushed it out of the way and got up to get a hair tie for it. As she passed the front door to get to the steps, she noticed a car not owned by anyone in the family. Her blue eyes clouded for a moment, and then decided a neighbor probably had company too. Shrugging, she ran up the steps and into her room.
As she was rummaging through the clutter on her desk, she heard the door open and unknown voices talking. She looked to the door and then she heard the screams.
Forgetting all about the hair tie, she ran out of the room, and flew down the stairs. She skidded into the family room and saw chaos.
Her brothers were lying on the floor, eyes open but they didn't seem to be breathing. The girl friend was leaning over her brother, screaming at him as if he would just suddenly get up. Her mother was sobbing over the other brother, and Rose's heart broke at the sight. Her cousin and the cousin's boy friend were sitting on the couch, unable to move as they were in shock. The sister was clinging to her husband as if he could make everything okay. Her heart was filled with grief, but her father was beyond that. He was in a rage and started to run towards the people who were on the other side of the room, laughing. She screamed at her father but it was too late. One of the persons lifted a piece of wood, said strange words, and there was a flash of green light. When she could see again, her father was lying on the floor in the same state as her bothers. A desperate rage filled her; she had loved her father more than anything in the world.
Losing all thought, she ran towards the person who had killed him. She didn't even care what happened to her, all she wanted was revenge. Lifting a fist as she neared, she made a move as to punch the person, but he caught her hand. Without losing a beat, she kicked him in the only other place she knew it would hurt. The man let out a groan and sank to the ground. Her satisfaction only lasted a moment though.
As she turned to hit someone else, something caught her across the face and she fell to the ground in a heap, blood coming from her mouth.
Groggily, she lifted her head and saw them smiling at each other, and pointed the pieces of wood at the remainder of her family. As she watched them die one by one, she heard screaming. A sinking realization hit her stomach and she figured out it was her that was screaming. Tears were streaming down her face, and she heard footsteps coming towards her.
Looking up, Rose saw a pair of bright red eyes staring at her. She felt fear creep all through her and she felt suddenly cold. A hissing sound came from the things mouth and it took her a moment to realize that there were words in the hissing.
"You aren't upset with me are you? It doesn't matter about them anyway, they weren't your family," he said, laughing a high pitched, cold laugh.
Horrified, she couldn't break her gaze away from him. Suddenly it hit her what he had said. 'Not my family?' she thought, and opened her mouth to ask what he was talking about, then heard a crashing sound. There were some creative curses said, and the thing above her moved away. Rose rolled away and got a few kicks and new bruises as a fight started between the people who had killed her family and a few, outnumbered, others.
Someone ran up to her, grabbed her hand and put it on a small piece of metal. The next thing she knew, she felt a sucking sensation and hit the ground hard in a new, very unknown place. As her feet connected with solid ground, her knees buckled and she fell to the floor in a heap. The tears resumed and she lay on the hard floor, curled in a ball, crying from pain, fear, and guilt....
AN: Okies, that was just the prologue, and there's more to come! Hope you liked the story enough to continue to read! Please R&R!! Thanks all!