5 years later
"father father it's my birthday I'm Turning 8 ohh daddy can i please open some of my presents now"winter said a ball of excitement and happiness. Tom woke with a start and then relaxed when he realised that winter was on him not like in his dream where it was a dead body. "winter is only 5:30" Tom moaned,"sooooo, it's my birthday wake up i wanna open my presents" Tom finally got our of bed and was pulled along the hallway of his house by winter.
3 hours later
"DADDY IN FLYING MY BROOM OUTSIDE"called winter "ok don't get stuck on the roof"he smirked, winter just rolled her eyes. winter loved flying she climbed on her new broom and flew around the country side. she was flying for what seemed forever when suddenly she was struck out of the sky with a rock. winter plummeted to the earth. two boys, pure-blood, came over and saw the girl, they smirked. they both grabbed rocks and started smashing at her pale body they broke bones in a matter of seconds. then the one with the last name of, potter grabbed the biggest rock in the area and dropped it on her head a crack sounded. winter was still alive though. potter and black finished their work by carving there names onto her body with their Swiss army knives.
"where I she" tom thought, as he ran through the country side calling for her, screaming for her and she didn't answer.
winter Lay helplessly on the ground"dad" she whispered hearing him yell her name. it hurt to speak a tear rolled down her blood stained face.
Tom saw her broom he ran and picked it up, he did let himself think of what could of happened. he saw winter it the distance her clothing in tatters and blood staining them. he ran to be and pushed the rock off of her face, he set get up and told her it's a that she was going to live, she whispered "dad i love you" and her body went limp her eyes went glassy, she had died. Tom started doing over his daughters body, when he saw the name perfectly carved into her cheek. and he swore revenge.
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