There is only one success-to be able to spend your life in your own way. – Christopher Morley
That is all any teen looks for, but most of the time they fall short. Not us though; No we stood strong and fought to the end. That is what brought us together and that is what made us strong. We should have started so much sooner…..
Dessa D. Odd Ball
The start of quidditch a wonderful time meant for the up classes to enjoy watching the lower ones try out and fail. Cruel possible, but we had to go threw it and now so do they. I walked out of the locker room to the field. I am a Chaser, and damn good one if I do say so myself. Of course there is the matter of Potter…..
"Odd Ball you're late!" Potter yelled from across the field where the try out victims were huddled.
"Shut it Potter I had a prier obligation!" I yelled picking up my pace a bit to stand with the team.
"Well maybe we should find someone else with out such a busy schedule." He mocked looking over the group of chasers standing to his right. "And it's Captain Potter!" I scoffed and he smirked at Black then looked back at me. "Go ahead say it."
"No way in hell." I muttered to Diggory who snickered.
"Then I guess we'll have to …."
"Polly Potter how about you stop wasting time and go ahead with try outs." I stopped him mid sentence and everyone began to giggle.
"Shut it the lot of you and go work on some drills." He barked and all the students dispersed. He turned daggers on me as the tryouties left with the other players. "Don't you ever do that in front of new meat!" He snarled at me.
"Mate, you need a mint." He let out another breath in my face and I curled away in disgust. "You big baby relax they still fear you, but now they pecking order."
"What makes you think you're at the top of the pecking order?"
"I'm not. Actually it's Lily, Me, then you because let's face it you'll do anything for her." I made a kissie face at him and he scowled.
"Get to work before I blow your head off." He had begun to stalk off with his equipment in hand.
"All Jamesie! I bet you say that to all the girls." I had to duck as he sent a bar of broom wax over my head. I laughed and went over to my station. Even though James and I, were both chaser, he and Alex got the guys to work with. I on the other had got the girls.
Four gruesome hours later and the seven of us found ourselves back in hell. Potter, Black, and I didn't even have time to change.
"If you ever do that again Potter I swear I'll kill you." I warned as I slumped down in my normal spot.
"Just to let you know the boys were no better." Black mumbled the groups still stayed spread apart.
"Well I…."
"Dessie." Ula popped out of no where. I looked at her in surprise; she never came to detention unless I called her.
"Ula, what's wrong?" The house elf held a mournful expression as she fumbled with the paper in her hand.
"Dessa I think it is time you returned home." She said quickly eyeing up all the spectators in the room.
"Home? Ula it's only been a month I'm not due to go home till December." I laughed, but it was quickly stifled by her saddened eyes.
"Miss may I speak with you outside." I nodded and followed the little elf out of the room and into the hall. The door which she unlocked with her elf magic.
"What's wrong Ula?" The house elf looked down at the paper and back at me.
"Dessie, your…your…." I bent down next to her as she tried to spit out the words. In panic she thrust the paper into my hands. As I read my heart sunk deep into my chest.
"No! There has to be a mistake!" I yelled crumbling the paper in my fist as tears sprung into my eyes.
"Dessie, I'm so sorry." She squeaked. I fell against the wall as my hands began to tremble.
"Please tell me this is a lie." I mumbled, but the house elf did not such thing.
"Dessa, Contessa is….is…is dead." A sob wracked my body as I began to cry into my knees. Contessa Cornelia Davidson was dead. My mother was dead.
"How?" I couldn't help but utter as tears soaked my pants.
"Killing curse, the dark mark was found this morning when your father returned home from a meeting."
"Death Eaters! You mean to tell me with all the people we have running in and out of that god damn house everyday that no one noticed death eaters!" I screeched. We were a wealth family so we had many house elves and servants, so to speak, around our house enough that should have kept this from happening.
"They had the night off." I groaned and let my head hit the wall. Ula came and patted my shoulder as I cried.
"Why her? She barley left the house! How could she have been in bad position with the Death Eaters?" None of this made sense. Mum only left the house when she needed to make a public appearance. I wept into Ula's little shoulder like a child.
"I don't know, my dear." She whispered. "I don't know." I loved my family as you should, but my Mum was the only one who ever loved me back, she and Max. Anya was always too caught up in herself to notice she had a sister except when I was bring down her precious name. To my father I was a mistake. His whole life he had wanted only two children.
A girl in which could represent the family as the finest, and a boy who could run the house when he became of age. Instead his second child was another girl, who no matter what I did, I can never compare to the perfection of my sister. He paid attention to me for a little while; that is only to point out how I was never as good as Anya, but with the birth of Maximus I soon was forgotten.
"Does Max and Anya know?" I sniffled wiping the tears from my cheeks as fresh ones brewed in my eyes.
"Yes, Anya and Tristan are already at the house along with young Maximus." Tristan was Anya's husband. As of last year she became Mrs. Lockhart, and as surprising as this was she actual loved him despite the wealth.
"If you would give me an hour?" The house elf nodded.
"Take your time, and call when you are ready." She hugged my shoulders and with a pop was gone. I stood and wiped the tears from my eyes trying to clear the redness from my cheeks. With a deep pain filled breath I opened the doors once more.
"What's wrong?" Lily asked as I came closer to the desk where my things sat. I shook my head causing Lily, and Mary to stand and come closer. Lily touched my shoulder and I could help myself no longer. Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks.
"My Mum was killed." I whisper for my voice would allow it to go no higher. Mary and Lily both embraced me in a hug as I tried to control the sobs. I didn't want to cry in front of the marauders.
"I'm so sorry." Mary mumbled as I shook my head.
"I have to go." I said quickly gathering my things into my bag. The letter fell out of my hands and on to the floor. I stared at it for a moment before taking out my wand. As hastily as I could I threw it in the air.
"Incendio!" The paper burst into flames and I burst out the door. From this day forth everything would cease to make sense.
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