"Fred Weasley! You are so dead when I get through with you!" I screamed as I ran down the stairs in the borrow searching for one of the mischief twins. "What's wrong deary?" Mrs. Molly ran out of her kitchen horror-stricken at the way I looked. "Mrs. Weasley, look what he did to me?" I cried as I grabbed my mid-back hair as the ends were burned as the rest of my hair stood on it's on as if it was electrocuted. She pulled me into a hug, "There there it's ok. Ginny! Hermione! Help Rachal with her hair!" She hollered. The two girls ran to my side leading me to their room, "Don't worry Rach, we will help your hair. We'll just have to do some cutting" Hermione whispered.

A few hours later it was dinner time and Hermione wanted to make a grand entrance, "Mrs. Weasley and men, we like to introduce the NEW Rachal Newberry!" I walked in and my hair was cut a little under my shoulders with curls falling over my shoulder. Mrs. Molly smiled widely, "You look lovely Rachal!" I smiled back as I looked about the table seeing Fred staring at me in shock. I glared at him as I walked to my seat next to Ginny and as we began eating everyone was silent. "So Rachal, your parents are coming tonight?" Mr. Weasley asked breaking the silence. "Yes, any moment now! They had to evacuate their home. Seeing as Vold- I'm sorry You-Know-Who is after them" I corrected myself as I saw Mrs. Weasley shoot me a glance. I heard the door bell and I stood up quickly then dashed to the door as everyone else stayed seated. "Mom! Da-d.. May I help you?" I asked looking at the stranger.

"May I speak to Miss Rachal Newberry?" The gentleman asked. "That's me, now who are you?" I asked. "I am Kingsley… Kingsley Shacklebolt. I worked with your father." He replied solemnly. "You worked with my father. You make it sound like he's—No, he's" Kingsley looked away from me, "I am sorry… I got there too late" he whispered. "No!" I screamed hearing chairs being pushed out from under the table and everyone standing behind me. "He's not gone! You are lying! Stop lying! Go away!" I screamed as I pushed Kingsley, but he didn't budge. I fell to my knees, "What about her mother?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"She was a death eater. This entire time. She killed Mr. Newberry." He whispered thinking I wouldn't hear. I darted off away from the house hearing everyone call me back, but my leg refused to stop. I heard footstep close behind me that my legs cried out in pain but increased their speed. I heard splashing under my feet noticing I was in the pond. My legs gave into their cries and I tumbled into the pond. I pulled myself up as another pair of arm pulled me up out of the body of water and walked me to the ground nearby. "No! Let me go!" I cried hitting the guy in the chest before he grabbed my arms. "Rachal, listen to me! You need to pull it together." Fred's voice rang through my ears.

"Go away! I hate you. This is all your fault" I pulled away from him quickly as the tears refused to stop. "How? How is this my fault?" He replied sharply as I looked down crying silently. "I didn't think so." He walked up to me and embraced me tightly. "Why… Why does this have to happen to me?" I cried as I buried my face into his shirt. "I- I don't know…" He whispered sadly.

~2 years later~

"Mother stop!" My mother turned to me with her psycho grin. "Oh daughter. Fancy see you here" I reached for my wand, but she was too quick and sent me flying. "You could be with me baby girl." My mom whispered above me. I chuckled darkly, "And leave my baby girl, boy, and husband for you? I rather die" I hissed. "Well, so be it. Let's kill you the muggle way" Her grin widened as I gasped for air and my eyes widened in shock. She stood up pulling the knife out of me with her, "Goodbye daughter" she chuckled as she ran off.

I gasped for air lying there dying, "Rachal! Rachal! Where are you?" Fred shouted as he ran inside hearing my coughs. "No no no no no! Rachal! What happened? Who did this?" He ran to my side pulling me to him. I heard the war continue outside the school, but being in the Ravenclaw Common Room helped me feel at peace. "Please, you have to tell me love" he whimpered. "My… Mom" I coughed as I felt myself get light headed. "No, don't you dare close your eyes! Stay with me. You promised to stay with me forever." He worried. "I'm… Sorry Fred. I love y…"

Fred's POV

"I'm… Sorry Fred. I love y…" Rachal voice cut off as her eyes shut. "Rachal! Rachal! Please wake up!" I cried cradling her body to me as a hand was placed on my shoulder. "Fred… She's gone" George whispered looking away from me. "No George she's not! She's just asleep!" I snapped. George walked in front of me picking up Rachal out of my hands, "The war is over. We need to bury her" He replied solemnly. I looked up at him, "I-I can't…" He placed Rachal down and back handed me. "If you love her you would get off that ground, remember her for how she was, and be the adult and raise YOUR children!" He snapped glaring at me.

I slowly got off the ground, "You're right…" I grabbed Rachal's lifeless body, her arms falling to the side. I looked down at her face seeing the color had complete drained from her face. As we began descending down the stairs of her common room. I looked back seeing her ghost standing there smiling and blew me a kiss, I love you she mouthed. "I love you too…" I cried as her spirit disappeared… That was when I felt half of me die…