Disclaimer: Parts are from The Sorcerer's Stone/The Philosopher's Stone
Reminiscing First Year
Receiving her first birthday cake. Happiness, gratitude - joy. '…we need a little change of decoration.' Green hangings became scarlet and the sliver became gold; the huge Slytherin serpent vanished and a towering Gryffindor lion took its place.
Watching the giant's back for a few seconds before feeling it - warmth.
Learning the truth. 'Ashlin - yer a witch.' 'You-Know-Who killed 'em.'
Amusement. Dudley dancing around, a curly pig's tail poking through his trousers.
'Welcome back, Ms. Potter, welcome back.' 'Doris Crockford, Ms. Potter, can't believe I'm meeting you at last.' 'So proud, Ms. Potter, I'm just so proud.' Uncomfortable.
Acceptance. 'Nice to meet you. I'm Sylias Slytherin.' 'We got Potter! We got Potter!'
Finding trouble - adventures. Chasing Malfoy on a broomstick, getting onto the Quidditch team. 'Wizard's duel.' 'RUN!' 'I'll kill him…' Eyes widening as they looked straight into the eyes of a Cerberus, growing pale. Face palming and berating herself before leaping at the troll. 'I'm never doing this again…' Being tugged away from the fallen unicorn. 'We need to leave - now.' 'But-' 'No buts!'
Longing. Seeing her parents for the first time. 'Mom… Dad…'
Resolve. 'I'm never going over to the Dark Side! I'm going through that trapdoor tonight and nothing you two say is going to stop me! Voldemort killed my parents, remember?' 'Now give me the Stone.' 'NEVER!'
Feeling mischievous. 'They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home.'
Ashlin opened her eyes, smiling up at the sky. A breeze playfully blew by, causing her long raven-colored hair to flutter.
Arms slipped around her petite waist, pulling her back into a firm chest. Emerald eyes turned and gazed into sparkling sapphire ones. "What are you thinking about, Ash?"
Ashlin relaxed into the embrace, smiling. "Just first year, Sylias."
Published: Oct. 10, 2015