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The Puzzle Piece Fits…



Time seemed to sit still. The kitchen was dead silent. Not one noise was made. I bet if you could pop the awkwardness with a pin, it would make the loudest noise ever.

"So let me get this straight," my uncle spoke. The room seemed to tense even more, if that was possible. "You walked out because you were mad?" he asked.

"Yes… I had to because," I didn't get to finish because my aunt interrupted.

"Oh honey, of course you were mad I mean it's only natural…." She talked down to me. Did they not get it, of course I was mad, hell I was pissed.

"No, I wasn't just mad, I was hurt-I wan-…" I spoke louder seeing as they were to daft to process this.

"You had every right to be angry sweetheart, I know you were feeling hurt but that doesn't mean you should have left." She was still talking, was I now invisible or something? It hurt to think that they didn't understand but it just made me so angry.



"Felling…you know how I was feeling?" Now my head was spinning. "NO….YOU HAVE NOT FLIPPEN IDEA HOW THE HELL I WAS FEELING!!" I screamed, my face stained with newly shed tears. I took and deep breath then I yelled again."YOU DON'T GET IT, YOU NEVER DID!" sobs escaped my throat. The kitchen was silent…again.

"Emma…" it was Remus who spoke this time.

"Shut up!"I whispered, "SHUTUP!!" I think I stood up to scream, but I never noticed. "You weren't there; you didn't see them die…" I whispered, "You don't know."

"WH-what?" my aunt was puzzled, but I knew she understood now. The tears that dripped down her face gave it away.

"Oh my god." I whispered. "I have to go… yeah I should go." Then I ran out, away until I could run no more. I settled at a tree somewhere near a lake, I didn't exactly know where I was. I cried so much for so long I made myself fall to sleep. My very own should- have been dream turning into the nightmare I worked so hard to forget.

……………… It was cold that night, but not so much that we couldn't go out for a walk. The night of my thirteenth birthday was supposed to be the best, and here I was standing there getting ready to gout out with my parents. They had decided to take me out for a celebration dinner. It took most the day to look presentable as my mum so kindly put it.

My mother Kendra Nelson-Potter was the most beautiful creature in my eyes to walk the planet. She had this long platinum blonde hair that hung just past her shoulders, making her blue eyes shine bright. She was the only person I ever truly loved with all my heart…well besides my dad. Tonight she was wearing a royal blue dress that brought out every curve, it really made her beauty unbearable.

My dad, Daniel Jordan on the other hand was handsome as could be. He was another man with the charming Potter-looks. He had this short, spiked hair, and a handsome face structure. He was a very jolly person, the kind people choose to hang around with no matter their status. Tonight he wore a brown jacket and sweater, and boy did he look like prince charming.

We lived in the city, one of the most exciting places if you ask me. Walking was a second nature here and you learned to enjoy it. "Ems…hurry up, we are going to be late," my dad yelled out to me. I was currently standing in the middle of the park, taking in the scenery. I was milking it, gods was it beautiful, the plants, the air, and how did it look so perfect.

"Coming," I yelled. I was excited now, I mean who wouldn't be, and it was my thirteenth birthday dinner for crying out loud. We talked and laughed on our walk. The joy was short lived though, it happened so fast, but played out so slow. Two gunshots were fired into the air, one hitting my father and one hitting my mum. I screamed the bullet that hit my father killed him instantly. My mother though, lay there gasping for air.

"Mum," I said. I got down next to her. "Mum!"I started to shake her a little.

"Shhh Emma, baby it's going to be fine, everything is going to be fine," She choked out. I saw it though, the blood that started to spew out of her coughing self told a different, scarier story.

"Mum," I choked out my breathing ragged from crying. This time I received no response. I knew it then it was over, my life was ruined….

Waking up with a jump and a strangled cry for my mom was all I remember. I had no time to take in my surroundings because I was being pulled into someone's arms, arms I knew.

"Sirius," I breathed.

"Yeah it me, it's okay," he soothed. Then we sat there and I cried like I should have a few years back.

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Magic did kill emmas parents you'll find that out later though...they didn't just get shot down...I hope that clears things up for everyone.