ok! hmmm well everyone was saying that you liked my story so far...so ill keep writing! thanks for all the reviews!
disclaimer-in chapters 1 and 2
Vivian awoke to the sound of talking coming from outside the door. She looked around and relised that she didnt know where she was. The only thing that she remembered was meeting a woman named Minerva and then she seemed to have passed out from that point on.
Stepping out of the bed, she took in her surroundings. It seemed like the room hadnt been used in a while because the curtians were moth-eaten and there seemed to be a good few layers of dust covering the table and dresser. There wasnt any clock, so she couldnt tell what time it was, but she gave a good guess that it was sometime around noon by looking out the window.
Looking around for her wand that was on the night table, Vivian relised that her hand was bandaged in an off white guaze. She assumed that from all the fires and broken glass she cut herself, but couldnt see it due to the fact that a)it was pitch black except from the fires and b) death eaters were attacking her town which so happened to kill her parents.
Figuring that she couldnt just stay in the room all day, she decided that she would have to try and find this Minerva woman and figure out where the hell she was. Taking a few steps toward the door, the floor beneath her gave a loud crack. The voices outside her door ceased, and then the gold door knob opened, to relvial an old looking man with a white long beard.
"Well good afternoon Vivian! My name is Albus Dumbledore and I assume that you have a good amount of questions."
Vivian just stared at the man named Albus Dumbledore...she heard his name come up so often in house hold conversations. Her parents never said an ill word about the man. They told her that he was the most powerful wizard in the world, and saved the world from an evil wizard.
"Uh hello Mr. Dumbledore...umm.."
"Oh! Call me Professor! and I suppose that you would like to know where you are?"
"Yes...Professor, that would be just a little helpful."
"Well, you are currently held at Number 12, Grimmauld Place, the Order of the Pheonix's head quarters."
"Oh..."
"Now, we have a lot to talk about, but seeing how you just woke up, we'll have that conversation sometime later. How about some lunch?"
"That would be ok."
Dumbledore led the way out the door and down the stairs while Vivian followed. As they made their way to the kitchen, they passed various doors that were all closed, sending the message of "walk in here, and you may never walk out again". Then they stopped at a door with abright red trim.
"This is the kitchen. If you get lost, just look at the trim".
He opened the door and they were greeted with a huge table filled with food. Sitting at the table was a group of boys, most of them red headed, a few girls around Vivians own age, and a good amount of adults. Everyone seemed to be so engrossed in their lunch, that they didnt notice the two as the entered. Then finally Molly Weasly looked up.
"Well good afternoon! Its a wonderful suprise to be seeing you up this early!"
"Mum...its noon." replied Ron.
"Yes Molly, she appears to have made a very quick recovery. Vivian looked a bit hungry, so I thought that lunch would be in order."
"Well of course, you must be starving. Now, Ginny, Hermione, will you make some room?"
"I suppose that you would like to know the names of these people here?"
Vivian gave a slight nod.
"Well" Albus began, "Starting with the Weaslys, this is Fred, George, Ginny, Bill, Aurther, and Molly. Then this is Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Poppy Pompfry..." and Albus listed all the members of the Order.
"Ok, I think I can remember all of that..." Vivian said in a slight whisper.
Everyone just laughed.
"Now! Come and sit and have some lunch." Molly inquiered.
Vivian was a little hesitant, but she quickly moved into the seat between Hermione and Ginny. She knew that from now on...it was going to be a little crazy around here.
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