Chapter 5
First Daughter in 1000 Years
Hey all! I am starting this chapter the very next day after posting chapter 4.
I have a(technical) free period first thing in the morning at school since I've finished 7 out of 10 of my essays for the class.
So this class will be used as writing time for me for a couple weeks.
So, as you all already noticed, quite a few things were changed in this story. Even more changes are coming though.
Also, don't forget about the young man who shoved his hand up our Nyx's skirt. He'll become rather important later ;)
Narrative
When we last saw our Nyx, she had spent the day swimming with the Weasley children, had a playful and filling meal, and had even realized that in just under 24 hours, a bond was formed between her and a certain pair of twins.
Everything has been going so wonderfully for Nyx, but are things about to change? Dark forces are sweeping through the wizarding world, and they are making their way to the quaint home known as the Burrow.
How will Nyx's life change? What are these dark forces and where did they come from? Is Nyx strong enough to handle the changes that are about to come her way?
Nyx POV
It had been about two months since that day at the Burrow. I had been back multiple times but hadn't seen the twins as often as I would have liked to since they were back to work most days. What with a new term starting at Hogwarts soon, and the students wanting to stock up on all the products they could, the shop had gotten rather busy. It was now late August.
I was gonna see them again tonight though. Molly had invited Sirius and me to a supermoon celebration, a family event. I hadn't been excited about a family event since before I turned 10.
Sirius had told me it was more of a semi-formal event, so to dress nice.
So there I stood, in front of the large floor length mirror I had bought a few days prior, with just my bra and underwear on holding different dresses up to my body before shaking my head and tossing them into a pile on the floor at my feet.
"Why am I putting so much thought into this? It's a simple dinner. Just choose a dress and call it could Nyx!" I spoke aloud as I plopped myself down onto my bed.
I had decorated my room throughout the week. It was now a very Slytherin room, green and silver strewn about and wonderfully balanced.
I still needed to find a dress, and staring at my Slytherin room was not going to help.
I shot up off my bed and ran to my closet, I knew the perfect dress to wear.
Ripping the door open, I saw my target and pulled it off the hanger.
I quickly put on the dress and stood in front of my mirror.
The dress was a fit and flare, falling to the knees, and was a beautiful shade of red. It was one of the few dresses I had brought with me from my mothers and was the only one she had ever bought me that I liked.
The straps were pleated and fell slightly off my shoulders, and the bodice fit snugly to define my hourglass shape. The skirt flared out and fell nicely to the tops of my knees, it also had pleats, though they were larger and softer.
I grabbed a pair of nude heels and slipped on an invisible wand holder that sat on my thigh, hidden from sight.
Standing, I moved to the dresser next to my mirror and quickly pulled out my makeup from the top drawer.
I did a simple smokey eye with winged eyeliner and a red lip that matched the dress. Applying mascara, I looked in the mirror and tried to figure out what to do with my hair.
Deciding to keep it simple, I pulled out my wand and gave it a wave, watching my hair go into a half up half down and curl at the ends.
Putting my wand away, I gave myself a once over before making my way out of my room and down the stairs to wait for Sirius.
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It was another 30 minutes before Sirius came down so we could leave.
"Well Pet, you look beautiful." Sirius smiled as he came into the living room.
I glanced at him, smiling as an air of nervousness developed.
"Don't look so nervous pet, I'm sure the twins will be happy to see you. Now, let's go before Molly shows up to drag us there." We both chuckled and I stepped into the fireplace to floo over there.
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Once I had stepped out of the fireplace, quickly followed by Sirius, Molly immediately rushed to me to gush over my dress.
"Oh look at you dear, you look stunning!" Molly gushed as she leads me outside to where the party was, leaving Sirius to walk behind us chuckling.
Once outside, there was a tent set up with music playing and tables set with a buffet of homemade food set out for guests.
"Molly, I thought this was a semi-formal family dinner?" I asked as we neared the party.
"Oh yes, well dear, we have a lot of friends we consider family. Plus I thought the music was a nice addition. Dancing is a good stress reliever." Molly smiled at me, then walked off, leaving me to wander by myself.
I hadn't been standing alone for more than two minutes before I was surrounded on both sides by two very tall gingers. Even in my high heels, I was still considerably shorter than the twins.
"Well hello, beautiful," Fred spoke from my right as he wound his arm around my waist.
"I'd say she's more than beautiful Fred, I'd say she's bloody gorgeous. Especially in Gryffindor red." George grabbed my hand, winking at me when I turned to look at him.
"I'd be inclined to agree with you George." Fred chuckled and my eyes began to wander.
I noticed Ginny first, she was yet again wearing pink. Her dress was a velvet spaghetti strap wrap dress, hitting just below the knee. She wore strappy silver high heels and a sparkly silver choker. She had her hair in a high bun, with a few sections framing her face and slightly curled. She stood next to Harry, very obviously flirting, and Harry stood smiling at her and flirting back.
Not too far away from Ginny, was Hermione. She wore a deep purple, off the shoulder dress with a high-low skirt. With it, she wore gold heels and a gold sparkly choker. Her hair in a sleek ponytail. She had her arm looped with Charlies, and her pinks tinged pink with a blush caused by something Charlie had said.
My eyes then glanced at Fleur and Bill, and Fleur was once again in blue. Her dress was a simple floor length chiffon dress, and as she turned I noticed it was backless. She wore white flats and her hair was in a simple twisted updo.
My attention was taken away from the other girls as I heard one of the twins cough.
"Well Georgie looks like our witch's attention is wandering," Fred spoke with a lighthearted tone to his voice.
"It would appear so, Freddie. We must try harder to keep her attention focused on us." George chuckled as I blushed slightly.
"Sorry boys, my mind tends to wander a bit." I apologized as both boys chuckled more.
Before either boy could say anything, someone interrupted us with a sound of disgust.
"How dare you wear Gryffindor red. You're a snake, not a lion." Ron spoke with disgust in his voice.
"Oh shove off Ron." Fred and George spoke in unison and then pulled me away towards the edge of the tent to view the supermoon as it rose.
"I've never seen a supermoon in person before. My mother would never let me join the celebrations." I commented as we made our way through the crowds.
(AN: I'm making the supermoons much rarer, as it will suit the story better if they are. They will happen once every 9 years.)
"Really? But one would have happened when you were 10, you would have been old enough to join." George commented.
I stiffened slightly. I remember the preparations. It had landed on my birthday, and my mother was looking forward to celebrating both my birthday and my first supermoon. But I never got to celebrate it. She had locked me in my room after the flower incident.
The boys seemed to realize that I felt uncomfortable with the topic and didn't push it further.
"Ok, everyone! Out to the field to view the rising moon!" I heard Molly shout above the noise as the music stopped playing and the crowd moved to the field.
As we all came to a stop, we all looked to the sky as the moon rose.
It was beautiful. The sky was clear, and the stars were beginning to show as the last light of the sun faded behind us. The faint glow of the moon began to appear and I felt… strange.
Building pressure began in my head, and I felt as though there was a fire in the pit of my stomach. It felt like my magical core was burning.
I began to lean heavily on Fred, who still had his arm wrapped around my waist, as my knees grew weak. My eyes remained locked on the moon as it rose higher in the sky.
It was taboo to speak during this time, that much I knew. But I also noticed Fred and George looking at me concerned.
I felt a sudden searing pain as the moon rose fully above the horizon, and squeezed my eyes shut as I clung to Fred. Others were beginning to notice.
The heat in my magical core became more intense, and I couldn't swallow the scream of pain as my knees gave out and I collapsed fully into Fred. People immediately turned to see me, and when my eyes snapped open, they all gasped.
The heat seemed to get worse the longer I stood there, and with it the pressure in my head.
The whole process of the moon rising lasted about 15 minutes, and the heat or pressure never went away until those 15 minutes were done.
Once the moon rising had been completed, people began to apparate home as Molly yelled for them all to go.
Fred and George began taking me into the house as the heat completely left my body.
"What the hell was that about?" Ron yelled as he came inside to see me laying on the couch, eyes squeezed tightly shut.
"Nyx, are you okay? What happened?" Sirius rushed past Ron, and nealed by the couch, pushing the twins aside.
"I don't know… I was watching the moon when this sudden pressure began to build in my head and my magical core began to burn." I sounded weak even to my own ears.
Hermione, who had walked in right behind Sirius, gasped when I said that, and all eyes turned to her.
"What is it, Hermione?" Charlie asked beside her.
Without answering, Hermione ran up the stairs, only to reappear a moment later with a large leather bound book in her hands, frantically flipping through the pages.
She set the book down, continuing to flip through pages as she began to speak.
"I read somewhere in here about something like this… AHAH! Here!" She suddenly turned the book to face everybody else as I cracked my eyes open.
Fred POV
"A daughter of nature? But those went extinct-" I was cut off my Hermione speaking and flipping the book back towards her.
"1000 years ago. Yes, I know. But it's the only thing that makes sense. Her magical core became hot, and her eyes changed colors." Hermione was cut off by Nyx sitting up.
"They what?!" Nyx shouted though it wasn't very loud since she was still weak.
"They've changed colors, pet. They're now silver." Sirius spoke calmly as he pushed Nyx back into a lying position on the couch.
"As I was saying- The Daughter of Nature don't come into their abilities until their first full supermoon, and they must stand beneath its light during the full rising process, or only part of their powers will develop and they will have to wait until their next supermoon. It would make sense." Hermione looked up at everyone around her, staring wide-eyed at the new information.
"But Nyx is 19, she would have experienced her first full moon when she was 10. So no, that doesn't make sense Hermy." Ron scoffed as he looked at Nyx with narrowed eyes.
"Actually, brother, this was her first supermoon celebration. Her mother didn't let her participate in her first one." I glared at Ron as I grabbed Nyx's hand as she was trying to sit up again.
"Why not? Why didn't she let you join?" Bill asked Nyx, who stiffened and pulled her hand away from mine.
"My first supermoon was on my tenth birthday…" Nyx trailed off and mum gasped.
"So? Any parent would be proud for that to happen." Ron spoke again, a condescending tone in his voice.
"My mother and I were walking through the garden on my tenth birthday when we came across a dead trumpet lily. My mother loved trumpet lilies and it made her sad to see one dead. So, I stepped forward, towards the dead flower, and on instinct, I reached out and touched the flowers wilted petals. When my fingers touched the petals, I felt a rush of magic, and suddenly the flower was alive. After I brought that first flower back to life, my mother stopped loving me. She called me a freak, said that it's unnatural for even a witch to be able to influence nature. So now she hates me, hates my magic and hates my blood. She locked me away after that, and she kept me locked away throughout the celebration. Even moving me to the cellar when none of the light of the moon could reach me." Nyx spoke softly, explaining why this had been her first supermoon celebration.
The room stood silent, everyone absorbing the information that had been handed to them.
My eyes locked with Georges and with an ever so slight nod, we sat on either side of our witch and wrapped our arms protectively around her.
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Nyx POV
It had been about three hours since the supermoon had risen, had the twins and I had yet to move from our position on the couch.
Everyone else had disappeared into their own rooms and other areas of the house. Hermione had wandered off but had left her book on the table in front of us. I leaned forward and pulled the book into my lap and stared at the image on the page.
"A daughter of nature… Able to control nature and a friend to all the creatures within. Their powers vary depending on their eye color…" I flipped the page and found a chart with all the possible eye colors and the corresponding level of power.
"Brown eyes are the weakest, only being able to manage small feats such as making the grass grow a little faster. Hazel is the next level, followed by green, amber, blue, gold, and then last but not least, silver. Silver is the most powerful. Believed to be descendants of Mother Nature herself, a daughter with silver eyes is capable of … oh my…" I trailed off, my eyes widening and back stiffening.
"Capable of what? What are they capable of Nyx?" George asked, trying to lean over my shoulder to read what I had been reading.
"They are capable of becoming Mother Nature herself… There have only ever been a few recorded Silver eyed daughters, and none had lived past their 10th birthdays when they came into their powers. They were killed by the other daughters who were present during the supermoon, as it was believed that a silver-eyed daughter would destroy the other daughters if she was given the chance to fully mature into her gifts. It is said that it was a silver-eyed daughter of nature that brought about the destruction of the Daughters of Nature 1000 years ago, having celebrated her first supermoon alone and going into hiding. It is also said that she killed the other daughters as revenge for them killing someone she was related to. No one knows what happened to this Daughter, but it is believed that she died with no children to carry on the daughters of nature. She died and so did the Daughters of Nature." I read from the book, my voice shaking as I read what became of other daughters before me.
"That doesn't make sense, how could you be a daughter of nature if they all died?" Fred spoke up, confusion evident in his tone.
"That's also explained," I said as I flipped the page.
"A daughter of nature does not have to be born with the gene, as it is possible for a daughter to be born from parents who have no relation to another daughter. Now while this is rare, it can happen. Though there have been no recorded cases since the Daughters died out 1000 years ago." I read again, my voice not shaking anymore.
None of us spoke for a long time after that. We just sat there and stared at the fireplace ahead of us. I closed the book and placed it back on the table.
"You're the first daughter of nature in a thousand years and you have silver eyes…" George spoke softly, his arm tightening around my waist.
"You're not a freak like your mother said. You're special. You're powerful." Fred spoke up, his arm also around my waist.
"I'm alone. I'm the first and last of my kind." I spoke softly, almost inaudible.
The boys pulled away from me and looked down at me, fierce looks plastered across their faces.
"You're not alone, Nyx," George spoke first.
"You have us, and you always will," Fred spoke next.
"We will never let you be alone, Nyx." They both together, pulling forward to be pressed between their chests in a crushing group hug. It was only then I realized I was crying.
I don't know how long we sat like that, but we broke apart when we heard someone clear their throat.
"Nyx, I'm heading home, you should too, Pet," Sirius spoke from the doorway.
I stood, as did the twins, the three of us looking like one solid unit as their arms wrapped around my waist again.
"Sirius, would it be alright if we came to stay the night with Nyx?" George asked, a serious look in his eyes.
"You're all adults, I don't see why not?" Sirius said in return, raising an eyebrow at them.
"Well, yes, but it is still your house-" Fred spoke.
"And your daughter-" George interjected,
"So we thought it'd be respectful to ask." Fred finished.
"Yes, you boys may come over. But no funny business with my daughter, understood?" Sirius said, and with a nod from both boys, he made his way to the fireplace to floo home.
"You go Nyx. Freddie and I need to go over to our flat before heading to your place." George nudged me towards the floo.
Before I could step in, Arthur came running into the living room.
"Nyx, wait! I just found out that the Ministry will know that you're a Daughter of Nature. They will most likely want to speak to you tomorrow when they finally see you on the registry." He looked disheveled, almost mad as he spewed the information.
I said nothing, but my face hid nothing. I looked scared, and I was.
Without uttering a word, I stepped into the floo and returned home to wait for the twins.
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The twins had arrived a couple hours ago, and we were just laying in my bed, not quite cuddling, but just lying there.
Fred had changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt, his hair looking disheveled and messy.
George had opted for black sweatpants and a white tank top, though his hair was in the same state as his twins.
I had cleaned up my room and changed before they arrived, having left the room in ruins from dress hunting.
I had opted for my favorite pajama set I had bought the first week of staying with Sirius. The set consisted of a pair of shorts and a loose fitted crop top. The shorts were black and white striped and hung loosely on my hips. They showed the top half of my scar, but I didn't care if the twins saw it. The crop top was black with "Be Happy" written in a rainbow of colors across the chest.
"What you thinking about Nikki?" Fred whispered. I didn't know why he was whispering.
"Just stuff…" I whispered back.
Both boys sat up and turned to look at me.
"You can talk to us love," George whispered down to me.
"I just… I was thinking about, well… us." I blushed as I looked at my lap.
"What about us, Nikki?" Fred asked in the same hushed tone we had all adopted. He and George scooted back to leaned against my headboard, and I turned around to face them.
"Well… you two always flirt when we see each other… And well… I just… I don't know." I blushed harder as I looked at my hands, refusing to look into their eyes.
I heard them both chuckle and I felt my heart sink.
"So you did notice our flirting? We thought you were oblivious to it." George said, and I looked up to see him smiling warmly at me.
"So, you both…?" I looked at them, my eyes wide as they both nodded.
"Yes. Both. And you?" Fred spoke, a question left hanging in the air.
"Yes, both of you. I've fancied both of you since that day at the river." I said honestly.
They both grinned, reaching out to pull me between them. My head rested on Georges' shoulder, and Fred rested his head on my shoulder.
"But, would you two be able to share? Because I can't choose between you two. I won't cause a rift between the two of you." I spoke quickly, my words coming out rushed.
"We already talked about it years ago. Said that if we ever fancied the same girl, we'd share." George said as he placed a hand on my knee.
"But, if she didn't like both of us, we wouldn't go after her because we wouldn't want to hurt the other." Fred finished, sitting up.
"So, do you want to try? The three of us?" I asked, nervously from my spot between the two boys.
"You know what they say-" Fred spoke from my left, his hand grabbing a hold of mine.
"Three's a crowd." George finished on my right, his arm winding its way around my waist.
I paused, my thoughts swirling in my head.
I pulled away from them and turned to look at Fred and George, identical looks of confusion on their faces. "Yes well, I rather like crowds," I spoke with confidence.
Both boys suddenly laughed, "No you don't." They spoke in unison, and I pouted.
"Well, I like this crowd." I stuck my lower lip out and crossed my arms over my chest, fighting the smile that threatened to break my character.
Fred and George looked at each other before their faces broke out into grins and they tackled me to the bed, and they began to tickle me.
We fell asleep hours later, having giggled our way into the new and unknown waters of our relationship, and having no clue what the morning would bring.
Hey all! I know its kinda shorter than the last chapter, but I had to end it at some point! I'm gonna try for the weekly updates, but I make no promises that I will be on time every week.
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Love you all and thank you for reading!
-Ginger