Chap 5: We all have faults; some are just more annoying then others
It was a bright sunny day at the Weasley house and that meant that all the children, and Harry, Hermione and Nicci were outside enjoying the nice weather. The Weasley kids, and Harry, were playing a game of quidditch. Hermione was sitting at the base a large old tree reading a book, Nicci was sitting in front of George on a broom. Today would be her first time actually practicing on a broom.
She threw the quaffle towards the goal and it made it the entire 30 feet to the goal.
Unfortunately it was twenty feet to the left of the hoops. Nicci, and everyone else, gaped at what just happened. Nicci seemed to recover first. "But-but I aimed...what happened?"
"Um, try it again Nicci, it might just be the wind." George said trying to be supportive. So she tried again, and again, and again. Until finally she got really fed up and let out a growl.
"URRGGGHHH! George can't we quit for the day? I'm tired, no one's even one the field anymore, and the stupid sunlight is killing my eyes. I could ignore it before but not now. So come on!" George just shook his head and recited an old saying. "'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, again-"
"And then quit," Nicci interrupted "no use being ridiculous about it.' You know some famous dude actually said that? Seriously George, lets just go inside, I'm tired. Please?" She said, pulling the puppy-dog-look that always got him to cave. He sighed and started lowering the broom to the ground.
"Fine, I just want you to get good at quidditch you know. But I guess you're not cut out to be a chaser. Don't worry; I'm sure there's something in quidditch you'll be good at.'
"Yeah, like being a spectator." Nicci grumbled. George grinned at her.
"Oh I'm sure you'll be a fine spectator, one of the best!" He said teasingly. She smiled her impish smiled and replied. "No, I'll be legendary; people all around will recognize me and say 'look, there goes the greatest spectator of all time, NICCI'. They'll refer to me like that because no one will know my actual first name!" she said comically while gesturing wildly with her arms. They were almost inside the house now.
"Ah yes, it will be marvelous!" George said in a haughty voice.
"Most marvelous." Nicci agreed voice just as haughty. They stopped, looked at each other and busted out laughing. They abruptly stopped laughing when they entered the kitchen. Professor Snape was standing in the kitchen along with most of the Weasley family. He looked extremely ticked off (not you can tell the difference when he's not) and had his arms crossed across his chest.
"About time, I need to speak with Ms. Rayda, alone." When everyone left the room Snape eyed Nicci, as though waiting for her to say something.
"Look if you're here because I haven't let the Weasley's know my secret- er... secrets, I just need more
time-"
"I'm not here because of that,"
"Then why are you here! Come on I hate it when you stall! And you know it that's why you do it!" She said now glaring at him. He just smirked, then turned serious.
"I'm here because the Deatheaters have found one of your family members we had believed to be dead. We're letting you know in case a deatheater contact you, you would know in advance-"
"Wait how would they know where to contact me?"A.N.: I just wanted to let you all know, he's just trying to talk over her, so he can leave
"-and you would be prepared, rest assured the Order will find her-"
"Shouldn't the Weasley's be warned, unless they wanted to contact me away from the house-"
"-she may have been harmed, I haven't been able to confirm it yet-" "-but that wouldn't, wait a minute, she? You don't mean...it couldn't possibly be, is it?"
"It is." Nicci seems shell-shocked and just sits down slowly on the floor. She struggles to find words and just looks up at Snape, as if asking a silent question. He just nods. She thinks for a moment and then nods as if cming to a decision.
"Two days, In two days I'll let them now." Snape nods.
"I'll let Dumbledore know." After he leaves she curls up in the fetal position on the floor.
"I've ruined everything, oh god," She moans. "Oh I'm so sorry, I wish I hadn't involved you in this." She says while crying. She remembers a scene from her past as she cries.
A little girl with long black hair in pigtails runs up to a young black haired woman. The woman opens her arms and scoops her up before playfully swinging her around. She hands her a stuffed pink turtle and the girl hugs it tight. She giggles and kisses her on the cheek. The young woman squeezes her and whispers softly. "I love you then life itself my sweet little dandelion."
Later Mrs. Weasley finds her asleep on the floor and carries her up to her bed for a nap. After she leaves Nicci rolls over to look out the window, her face still stained with tears.
"How could you father? Why can't you just leave her alone? You know I'd die for her, heck I'd give up my soul for her. She doesn't deserve this and you know it."