N/A: This chapter is dedicated to FuzzMonster who is going to England to study. Right Fuzz? Good to know you agree. But you will. Tomorrow. And you'll eat in the great hall.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns this. I am not J.K Rowling. Therefore I do not own this. That is the transitive property. Look it up. I also don't own Hero, that's by Mariah Carey.
P.S. Ug is still not a word.
Amelia laid in her bed her bed, despite the fact that she was completely awake and conscientious of the fact that it was nearing noon. Alice would have been awake early and her mother would have followed suit.
The smell of warm derretimentos da galinha (I don't know the name in English but it is like a grilled cheese with bacon and chicken and other things melted inside, really good I must say)
The smell pushed her out of bed and she hobbled down the stairs into the kitchen sure enough Alice had made a four derretimentos da galinha for herself, Edgar, and their parents.
Edgar was Amelia's older brother. He would be going into the fourth year the upcoming school term. Just like Alice he was a very talented wizard and top of his classes.
Amelia sat down at the table.
"Sissy?" she said to Alice.
"Yes, Amelia," said Alice through gritted teeth at the mention of the old nickname Amelia had called her when she was a baby. Amelia knew it annoyed her, so typically she never used it, but she had just felt like it just then, who knows, maybe Addy was starting to rub off on her.
"Could you make me a derretimento da galinha?" she said sweetly, making a puppy dogface.
"Fine!" said Alice; although Amelia knew she wouldn't have said that if her mother hadn't been in the room.
Suddenly, Mr. Bones fell through the fire. He had been working since early the previous morning and had just sent a note home last night to say he would be home for lunch. He had large bags forming under his eyes and his hair was a mess.
"Six deaths!" he roared, "Six muggles dead and no culprit!"
"But what does this have to do with wizards?" asked Edgar.
"The only thing the witnesses saw was a flash of green light! Green light! Do you know what that means?"
"Avada Kedavra," whispered Alice, her face going pale.
"Precisely."
"Well then there must have been some wizards around," said Mrs. Bones.
"Oh there were, in fact there were three."
"So are they in custody?" asked Alice.
"Honey, they were all second years."
"Second years!" piped up Amelia, "That means they are in my grade! Who was it? I bet it was Snape, Addy always said that boy was up to his eyes in the dark arts!"
"I figured you would want to know. Let me see, I wrote their names somewhere," Mr. Bones began to search his pockets until he found a small yellow piece of paper not unlike a post-it. "Here we have it. Sirius Black, James Potter, and Addison Mae."
Amelia face lost all color and she ran up stairs to send three owls.
Maddi sat at her window flipping though a magazine. Really she had already memorized the entire thing. She had been sitting there for the past hour watching the walkway to see when her mother would be coming home. She was supposed to be home at noon but it was officially 1:15 and there was still no site of the blonde witch.
Suddenly, a large pop like a gunshot was heard and a large smile spread across her face. She ran to the door and embraced her mother in a large hug.
"Can you believe them!" raged her mother, "six muggles dead and not so much as a culprit! They won't even tell us where!"
"Six muggles?" questioned Maddi; her mother was the editor of Teen Witch Weekly along with its partner Witch Weekly. (N/A: but if you had read my profile you'd already know that)
"Yes haven't these people ever heard of freedom of press?"
The minister of magic led James and Sirius back to Quality Quidditch Supplies
"Now boys," he said, "You are to go inside and never mention this to anyone! Do you understand?" he was inches from the boys face, breathing on them.
"Yes sir," they both said and ran inside.
They ran all the way up to James's bedroom.
James flopped onto his bed and Sirius sat down on his trundle.
They sighed, synchronized.
"How do you think Addy's doing?" asked Sirius
"I don't know," answered James truthfully.
Addy was on her hands and knees on the Orphanage stairs scrubbing the floor. Silently she cursed muggles for inventing their style of cleaning, magic was so much faster.
She picked up the buck and moved up another step so she was just out of reach of the girl's dorm doorway. Everyone would be outside on a day like this. Even the youngest children were permitted to play on the swing set in the back. Not a single person would want to be dieing of the heat that filtered through the building.
But just as she reached the top step Addy heard a light cry. A small six-year-old girl was sitting on one of the beds curled into a little ball crying her eyes out.
Addy walked into the room and sat down next to the girl.
"Hey," she said softly, "What's the matter?"
"Like you'd understand," sobbed the girl not looking at Addy.
"Try me," she said, "I'm an orphan too,"
"I'm not an orphan!"
"You could have fooled me," muttered Addy to herself.
"Orphans don't have parents, you're an orphan cuz you've never had parents, they left you because you weren't good enough for them! I have parents, but he killed them!"
"Who killed them?" asked Addy, trying very hard to keep her cool, her legs were shaking and her voice was trembling.
"I don't know his name. I wasn't there, I was over my friends house and I came back and there was a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth over my house."
Addy shuddered at the description of the skull she had come to know so well.
"And my mom was dead and my dad was on the floor," she sobbed, "He was all bloodied up and was muttering something about Tom. I think he tried to fight the man."
"Well, you know what that means?" said Addy softly.
"No?"
"You're dad's a hero, that means you've got hero blood,"
"I could never be a hero,"
"Yes you could-
There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are
There's an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know
Will melt away
And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
It's a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt
Will disappear
And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
Lord knows
Dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone
Tear them away
Hold on
There will be tomorrow
In time
You'll find the way
And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you
The little girl gave Addy a hug before running down the steps and out the door.
Addy sighed and moved her lips out of their forced smile into a frown. Was what the little girl said true? Had her parents left her, abandoned her.
Was she not good enough for them?
Addy sat down on the windowsill and looked out onto the street, wishing it was night and she could see the stars. She closed her eyes and pretended to see her wishing star.
Starlight, Star bright, first star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight.
She opened her eyes and looked back at the bright afternoon sun. She looked directly at it for a moment before blinking away, her eyes burning from the light. As her eyes came back into focus she saw a small carving on the edge of the window.
I swear from this day forth, so long as the first star of the morning is our sun.
That I will fight to help others, to save others and to prevent the evil on the horizon.
Holly Anne Peterson.
Meanwhile, Lily was sitting on her bed flipping through her textbooks, unaware of anything that was going on. It must suck to be muggleborn.
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