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Sorry for the long wait, things have been pretty hectic. Been going to bed at 11 every night only to wake up around 4 and 5 to do fitness, yeah might sound fine for a few nights , but almost two weeks of it makes you want to curl into a ball and sleep forever! ;D But here i am!

Anyway, thanks to those who reviewed and viewed my previous chapter thanks: lightnings pride and mambajama! it means a lot! Anyway, i am tired and here is the next chapter! :D

Chapter 25

I was walking through a cottage. It was a beautiful cottage, flowers seemed to wash all over the land, the sun shining on the beautiful forest and mountain landscape. Everything here seemed so content, nothing wanted to hurt something else, not the animals or you. It was paradise.

I strolled around the cottage, looking for something or someone, it didn't feel urgent but I felt that I had to do it anyway. I wandered around the house silently, listening to the sounds the forest was making by itself just next to the house. The light was shining through the window and danced around me, causing all the reflective appliances to make a rainbow of colors at my fingertips, I reached out my tiny hand towards the rainbow that started to form in front of me. It was just so beautiful and pure, everything thing that life should have been. I don't know how long I stood there, dancing in the warmth and marveling at the colors, but was snapped out of my amazement by a faint sniffing sound in the distance, I frowned and remembered my reason for coming inside anyway. I took one last look at the colors and at the lounge, it was my favorite room by far. It was only in this room that you could see the colors, the rooms main attraction. I would always sit here and have lunch, watching in awe.

I turned on my heel and carried on with my mission. I walked up the stairs, taking them two at a time and stumbling every time. When I arrived at the top of the stairs, slightly out of breath and a little bruised, I stopped and slowed down my breathing, listening.

I closed my eyes and paused waiting for the almost silent noise and it came, sure enough. I eyed the door from where it was coming from, it was mama's room.

I couldn't help but frown at that, mama was strong, brave, kind and she never cried, she never had a reason too. We were happy here, we laughed a lot and played a lot too, so why would she cry? I tiptoed quietly towards the door, knowing where the floor creaked and where it didn't. I arrived at my destination- the door- I grinned with excitement at the thought of my new game. The sniff came from the other side and I placed my ear against the door, listening for any clues.

Nothing.

This caused my frown to deepen, mama doesn't cry!

I stood on my tiptoes again and peered through the keyhole, I could only see the vase filled with the blue forget-me-nots I picked for her this morning, it was her favorite and it was mine too. Mama always said that they reminded her of someone very special , but never told me who. I asked her on many occasions, and I wasn't the only one, but she would only have that lost look in her eyes and never say.

My foot slipped on the waxed floor and I grabbed on to the doorknob to keep my balance, the door burst open and I fell to the floor, landing hard on my bottom. I never cried when I fell, I wanted to b strong like mama.

I looked down at the floor slightly confused about how I fell, I heard footsteps at my side and I looked up, mama was standing above me and even though her eyes were puffy, red and there were tear stains on her cheeks, she was still the most beautiful mother in the world.

She let out a small chuckle and bent down, almost coming to eye level with me and let out an amused sigh, "What am I going to do with you, sweetheart?"

I let out a giggle, she was so funny. Mama helped me up and dusted off my bottom with her shaky hands. I frowned and touched her cheek as she picked me up and sat down on her bedrooms chair, her hair tickling my face, " Why are you sad?"

I twisted my head around to look at her, she was very beautiful. Her dark black curls fell down her back with such grace, her blue eyes like ice and yet held so much warmth, she was always smiling kindly at people and her lips where the color of bright pink roses. People say that I look like her, but I don't believe it, my hair wasn't curly like hers or as long, it was just bellow my armpits and was bushy, my eyes where a darker blue than hers, and wasn't as interesting, and I was missing two of my front teeth. I wasn't as pretty as mama, she was unique.

Mama turned her head away from me and at first I thought she was just looking at the view from the window, but then I saw the tears glisten as they fell down her cheek and with that tear went my heart.

I reached out my little hand and touched the tear, wanting it to stop falling, " Mama?"

She quickly wiped the tears away with the back of her hand and looked at me with a smile, " Yes, dear?"

"Why are you crying?" I asked her, " Are you hurt? Was someone be mean to you? Were we naughty? Because I promise you that we didn't mean to make-"

She shook her head and new tears started to fall, " I am fine."

She kissed my forehead reassuringly, but I didn't believe her. I carried on staring at her when she pulled away, " No, you're not." I said forcefully, shaking my head.

She pressed her lips together and looked at the ceiling, blinking fast. I put my arms around her neck and rested my head on her chest, mama always said that a hug could make anyone feel better, I sent a silent prayer that it worked now.

Mama didn't say anything for such a long time that I thought she might've have fallen asleep, but she curled her arms around me and squeezed my to her chest, "Everything will be alright, one way or another."

I pulled back and looked at her confused, it was only then that I saw an open letter lying on the table, mama saw me eyeing it and stuffed it in her pocket. I took that as a sign to not get nosy.

Mama still needed to be cheered up and I grinned at her remembering something she once told us,

"Of course everything will be alright, mama. As long as we know everyone who loves us is in here." I pointed to where she would always point to when she said 'heart'.

Mama smiled a little and pointed to my heart, " You will never be alone, never truly alone."

I nodded and hugged her and she hugged me back, " We are going to be just fine Mama, you wait and see."

She chuckled a little, " I believe you, dear."

We were silent for a while as we watched a flock of birds fly around in the sky outside, I wished I was a bird, flying and seeing the world, being able to go wherever you wanted to and not look back, I would love that, but then I would want mama and the boys to come with me... We might even find daddy! Mama would love that, though she never says anything about it, we all knew she missed him a lot. But that was mama for you, always loving everyone too much and I wanted to be like her.

" Mama?" I said quietly, feeling my eyes get heavy, I yawned.

" Yes, dear?" She muttered into my hair.

"Why were you sad?" I asked her.

She stayed silent for a moment, " I can't tell you- won't tell, for that matter."

I frowned, was she angry with me?

" Why?" I asked trying to keep my voice steady. I must be a big girl!

Mama let out a sigh, " You will know one day, but not today, Aurora."

" Why?" I asked again, disappointed that she wouldn't tell me.

" You're still too young and innocent, honey." She said, running her hand down my bare arm, she always knew that that calmed me down.

I leaned back into her touch again, " But I am almost six." I told her earnestly it was a big number and I would be turning that in a few more sleeps.

Mama stayed silent and I could feel something wet drop on to my hair. I turned around and looked at her, she was crying again and so was my heart. Whatever was hurting mama it was bad…

She grabbed my chin and made sure I was looking at her, " Remember whatever happens, I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul, never doubt that okay?" I nodded, confused, but she carried on, " But I can tell you this, you are going to have to be brave and strong. It might not be the easiest at times, but it is worth it in the end, remember your duty?"

I nodded, mama had explained to all of us that we had a 'duty' I didn't understand it all and mama didn't tell us everything about it. She said that she would tell us when we were older, that we wouldn't be able to handle it until then. We were too young to know the answers to all the secrets mama was hiding from us, but whatever it was I knew that mama would make sure nothing bad ever happened to us. She loved us and would never leave us.

" I love you too, mama." I hugged her with my small arms, she hugged me back and started humming under her breath as we watched the birds fly away into the distance, until they couldn't be seen anymore.

Unknown to both of us we started singing the song out loud, some people would think that it was just a lullaby, but to us it was a promise, a commitment, a duty.

On my honor I will try

There's a duty to be done and I say I

There's a reason here for a reason above

My honor is to try

And my duty it love

On this earth I hear this song

In the mountains

When the days are long

In life all around me

And in the street

In smiling faces

And when strangers meet

A heart if gold is well rewarded

Kindness, love

And all is sorted

Belief and faith

And bravery

And life is what you will give the world to see

So on my honor I will try

There's a duty to be done

And I say I

There's a reason here

For a reason above

My honor is to try

And my duty is love

"Aurora!" I heard a cry from outside my bedroom. My eyes burst open and my chest tightened, I waited for something- I wasn't sure what- to happen and when nothing did, I remembered where I was. I felt warm moister on my cheek and I raised my right hand to touch it, I groaned aloud, GREAT I AM FLIPPEN CRYINGING! I let out a sigh of frustration, I guess you probably noticed that I don't deal with tears nicely, don't blame me! I wiped the tears away, but they kept on coming, I ignored the throbbing pain in my stomach and in my heart. I wanted these dreams to end of mama, I didn't want to hear her voice or see her, I didn't want the memories and yet at the same time I cherished them. I don't know if you ever felt like this and I pray that you needn't have a reason for feeling like this, but I guess that it is easy enough to understand. However, I will explain it anyway ( yes, I am just that kind), I hate the pain that the dreams give me, knowing that it was the past and yet cherishing them because they are the only things you know are real or was real.

I tried to remember mama's face from the dream, but I couldn't, she was just another shadowed face in my mind. I then tried to focus on the details of what we said to each other, making sure to remember everything that I possibly could. There had been a letter, whatever was on the letter made her cry, I tried to remember if there was a name or date on it, but I couldn't, that led me to my next clue. I was turning six in a 'sleeps', I don't know how many 'sleeps' until then, but I do know that I was taken four days after my birthday. The next was the location: The forest and mountains, It was summer so it had to be on this side of the world. Not everywhere in the world is July summer time, like lets take… Africa! July is winter time for people there, but I know you guys already know that. Smart people we are. Anyway, we are straying from the subject. Yes, I know, I would like to spend some time just to marvel at our awesomeness, but we can't (sadly). Okay, now where was I… Oh, yes! So, this side of the world. Now, all that is bugging me is what mama meant by ' duty' , I tried to remember my duty, but couldn't. I sat there in bed and frowned.

Duty? Duty? Duty? Duty? Duty? Duty? Duty? Duty?

I repeated it over and over, trying to unlock some information, but nothing came, whatever this duty was about apparently I was to 'young' ( scoff) and ' innocent' (scoff) to understand it. Well, mama, I am not innocent now! I threw my arms into the air impatiently, THIS WASN'T WORKING! I decided to get up ( take a picture this doesn't happen very often), walked over to the window and opened the curtains. The sun was still coming up and was still hiding behind the forest. The morning air was refreshing, the shadows of the trees casted odd shapes on the grass and the birds were flying around in the partly cloudy sky singing happily. I watched them for a moment, like I did in my dreams with mama, the way they moved and turned, drifting between the winds the lightly swept by, it was all so perfect, it was all in their…

BLOOD!
The answer came to me with the force of a hundred boulders. Whatever my duty was about it had to do with my blood. It made sense, this 'duty' had to do with my blood, that was probably why the vampires wanted me- I mean my blood. Mama said I had to be brave and strong, but why ? Unless, it had something to do with the vampires!It just seemed odd that mama gets a letter, we go into hiding and I 'accidently' get kidnapped by vampires, no the vampires were in on this the whole time. Did mama know that they were after us? Was that why she was sad? We weren't living in a forest for our ' living preferences', we were in hiding. I shook my head, getting light-headed , what! Do you know the time? This was a lot of thinking for so early in the morning. I paced around the room , thinking. I had known most of these things for a long time, but with all the torture sessions it made you forget, especially one that THEY designed, it was designed to make you forget…

Okay, well not really make you forget, but it is a long complicated process, one that I don't think will brighten up your day. Just saying…

I thought about all the new discoveries I made this morning, the location, the date and ,my most important by far, my blood. Lets summarize this quickly: Vampires were after us, mama put us into hiding that didn't work and they got hold of us, they killed them and kept me, drinking my blood until they finally got addicted to it…

I don't think I mentioned that , now did I? Well, you must have been wondering why they kept me alive so long- and no, it isn't because of my awesomeness. Unlike you, they didn't appreciate it- without disposing me like they did with hundreds before. You see, they made a little mistake with me, they got addicted to my blood. I don't know why mine is so special, but they wanted-needed mine. Creepy? YEAH! So, my blood kept me alive, but is the reason I needed to fight to stay alive anyway… Wonderful!

I didn't hear the footsteps in the hall or the soft knock against my door , so I sort of got a 'little' fright when Mrs. Potter was in my room calling my name. I jumped three meters into the air and clutched my heart before in escaped from my chest. Yes, like I said, I only got a 'little' fright.

"Now, what has you all jumpy this morning?" Mrs. Potter grinned at me, she was already fully dressed in her work cloak and looked as though she was just on her way out.

I didn't want to tell her, it was personal and besides I am not much of a let's-talk-about-my-personal- thoughts-and-life kind of person, but you already knew that.

I shook my head and placed on a fake smile, " Nothing, just," Ahh, " nervous for today."

Yeah, that sounded good as long as she doesn't ask what for I might get away with this.

MWAHAHAHA!

Her smile turned sympathetic, "Don't worry, Minerva is all bark and no bite."

She laughed and I did too, not really knowing who Minerva was, she sounded familiar, but that didn't mean much.

Mrs. Potter took my lame laugh as my supposed 'nerves' and walked over to give me a hug, it reminded me of mama and I had to push that out of my mind in order not to cry.

When she pulled back, she smiled, " As long as you be yourself, I am positive that this interview will assure you a place at Hogwarts."

And that my friends was when it hit me…

MY ( insert swear word of your choice) INTERVIEW!

My eyes widened and I felt my mouth go slack. How could I have forgotten? Not only was this a big interview but it was also a deal breaker. The Headmistress' decision depicted whether I could go to Hogwarts this year or whether I had to wait another year and study more before I could go. This was probably the first time I had ever really wished to have a more charming personality. No one would want a sarcastic, hot-tempered, mischievous girl in their school. Urg! I am done for, I tell you!

For the first time Mrs. Potter missed the mental war I was stuck in and eyed me curiously, " Why are you still in your pajamas, she is going to be her in less than an hour?"

Great! There goes another bomb in my head. Honestly, if this war keeps going on in my head I am going to have the mental capacity of a pebble. Although, a pebble-smart Aurora might say something a lot smarter than a normal- Aurora. Just saying.

Mrs. Potter walked over to my cupboard and opened the door, viewing all my second-hand clothes. They were all given to me by various Potter\ Weasley members. I didn't mind ,they were a lot better than the simple, small dress I had to live in. I saw Mrs. Potter purse her lips and mutter something to soft for me to hear, she grabbed a few things from my draws and laid them out on the bed for me.

" Thanks." I muttered to her, she knew what was appropriate when it came to dressing for an interview.

"You're welcome." She grinned at me.

I frowned, there was something in her eyes that made me think-know- she was planning something and judging by her smirk, she knew I wouldn't like it. She noticed my calculative look,quickly bid me goodbye and wished me luck. Once she left, I decided to shrug it off and got dressed in a rush. Mrs. Potter had chosen something rather simple, but still looked nice. It was a white ( BRING ON THE STAINS) , satin t-shirt with skinny jeans and a pair of black pumps. I wasn't completely healthy sized yet and although I do take my potions and eat all( and more than necessary) I still looked unhealthy skinny but better than how I arrived. The skinny jeans were once Victoria's and were baggy, the t-shirt was Rose's and although it filled up the boob area nicely it was still not the most fitting. I brushed my teeth and hair, once I felt vaguely ready for my interview ( With help from my many inspirational pep talks), I left my room, closing the door behind me.

The house seemed too quiet, that it felt eerie in a way. I waited for some sort of explosion or yell, but nothing happened, it was only when the grandfather clock banged for seven o'clock did I realize that I was the only one up at this hour. I looked at the three doors in the hallway, through those doors are three children sleeping peacefully…

Well now that just won't work.

I grinned evilly , tiptoeing to my first victims door, I let out a silent laugh that made me sound slightly psychotic and extracted my wand from my back pocket ( Life is too short to worry about a blown off buttocks) . I twisted the doorknob slowly and maneuvered my way quietly around my dear unfortunate friend, poor thing.

I slowed down my breathing, so that I wouldn't burst out in evil cackles. I looked down at the unsuspecting figure, excitement filled the air, I raised my wand and muttered, " Aguamenti."

"AHHHHH!" Lily screeched, hair soaked, blanket soaked, everything soaked.

I ran out the door before she saw, I crossed the hall, opened my door and hid behind it. I tried to slow down my breathing, but it didn't work. I waited a few seconds before peaking around the corner and when I did I almost had to choak myself so that I wouldn't laugh. Lily was storming down the stairs in her pink pajamas, hair wet and clutching her ever so 'slightly' damp pajamas. I didn't know where she was going, but I was pretty sure that it was better than the wet bed she currently had.

I waited a few moments before making my way to my second victim. I crept into his room, trying to not feel like a robber, and made my way to his bed. I paused for a moment to think of my next means of 'kindly' waking up my next… friend? I thought of all the extra reading and practicing I had done so far and grinned when the idea came to me. I stood a little back from the bed and watched the figure toss and turn in his bed, waiting for the perfect moment. When the tossing had finally subdued I pointed my wand the innocent looking block, poor thing.

Okay, focus now Aurora.

I frowned with concentration and muttered the spell, "Oppugno."

"AHHHHHH!" James squealed, jumping out of bed as the flock of birds attacked him. He was far to occupied with his new 'friends' that he didn't notice me make a run for it. I hid behind my door, and peeked when I heard his yells in the hall way. James was busy jumping up and down, hands waving in all directions and looked like he was doing the Irish Jig. I put my fist in my mouth as I watched him try to block the birds from attacking him. I watched until he disappeared down the stairs, using such beautiful words that it brought tears to your eyes… NOT!

I waited until I was sure he was absolutely gone and then advanced on my last victim, hands rubbing together evilly. Yes, I was feeling slightly impish today... Beware! I had to think of something 'special' for my last victim/ friend, something he would not suspect, something old school. I paused by his bed wondering what to do, wetting him and sending birds at him was out, so what was left? It was times like this that I wished to have James with me. Hmm, I highly doubt he would enjoy being in my company at this moment in time. Just saying.

I stared down at dark figure in front of me, old school? I had to do something original, something no one would guess or exactly be able to detect…

I silently clapped my hands with excitement, I knew exactly what to do with him! I pointed my wand at him and sent a silencing charm at him, he didn't wake up so I took that for an okay sign. I stepped back towards the door and pointed my wand at him.

3…

2…

1…

"Aguamenti." I muttered and left before I could see his reaction, I heard a splash on my way out and I knew that I hit him, I quickly ran to my den and got ready to attack. It was less than a few seconds later that Albus ran out, his hair plastered to his face and eyes lit with anger, frustration and confusion. I knew he knew who it was and that was why I had to get a move of to Stage 2 of my operation, not that I found getting shouted at by a guy who could speak, scary, but he could really be a nuisance with or without a voice. Just before he turned to me, I quickly pointed my wand at him and muttered, "Rictusempra.". Now I don't know if you have ever seen someone who couldn't speak, scream with laughter, but let me tell you this now: IT IS AS FUNNY AS HELL! I laughed so hard that I couldn't stand up straight anymore and was on the floor, tears were running down my cheeks and I had stitches in my stomach. I didn't even notice Albus running down the stairs, silently laughing and trying to push the imaginary hands away. I know I was laughing long ,because I was only interrupted by the clock striking eight. I got up and quickly ran downstairs, having to stop now and then to finish laughing. Once I finally made it down, I walked to the kitchen for some fruit juice, I kept an eye out for my 'friends', but wasn't able to see them, I took a seat at the empty table slowly sipping my juice with a smirk on my face. I stopped every now and then to get in a good laugh, what can I say ? I am too funny. I heard footstep outside the kitchen, and being as awesome as I am, could tell that it wasn't Lily, James or Albus (sadly), but rather Mr. Potter who seemed surprised to see me in the kitchen, but he smiled anyway, "Good morning, Aurora."

I looked at Mr. Potter and saw how much he and Albus looked the same, the same hair, the same eyes, the same nose, the same everything and that was why I couldn't help but smirk.

"Morning, Mr. Potter." I greeted him cheerfully. What? This was turning out to be a good morning, I think that I am able to put aside my usual morning griminess… Not that I ever am grumpy, obviously.

He poured himself some juice too and turned to be, eyeing me strangely or was just amazed at how perfect I looked at this hour in the morning, probably the latter.

His eyebrows knitted together as he watched me sip my juice, well this was getting awkward and fast. I know I look awesome this morning , but all the staring was creeping me out. I wonder if I could prank him, sure it might be hard to get past his quick senses and his sharp eye, but it couldn't be that hard, could it? I could always try-

"Are you feeling okay this morning?" Mr. Potter asked, eyeing me strangely.

I thought about this for a moment, I was feeling absolutely great , why would he think otherwise. Oh, I know! I probably have an orange stain around my mouth thanks to the orange juice. Yup, that made sense, well Mr. Potter so do you, but I don't stare. Yup, not staring at all… Maybe a little… Okay, I admit, I am staring. So?

"I feel fine, great actually." I beamed. Yup, I feel great, your children? Not so much.

He eyed me strangely again, "Are you sure?"

I nodded happily, " Never been better."

He nodded, "Yeah, that's what I am worried about."

I frowned, "Okay, I apologize. I will go and catch a cold."

Mr. Potter laughed and shook his head, " No, but well," He paused and I knew he was trying to find the right words, " you're smiling."

I nodded at his words, confused as to how that is a bad thing, " I am sorry."

I shook his head again, " I mean, you're not usually this happy in the morning, it's odd."

I grinned at him, what is odd is that your children are awake at this hour in the morning and it is all thanks to one brilliant person whose skills cannot be matched by no other.

"I know, amazing isn't it?" I grinned with a shrug.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, " No, just odd."

I laughed and that seemed to freak him out more, okay no more laughing, because it apparently freaks people out ( how nice?). Mr. Potter took one more sip from his glass and then place it in the sink, he turned to me and then grinned, " By the way, Professor McGonagall is waiting for you in the library."

I choaked on my juice which ended up with is coming out my nose, have you ever had orange juice come out of your nose? Then you would know how much it burns! My eyes started watering and I clutched my nose.

THE PAIN! IT BURNS! STUPID CITRUS! STUPID VITAMIN C!

Mr. Potter passed me a cloth and I held it to my nose, after a few seconds the burning stopped and I could finally see through the tears, second time in the space of three hours that I have cried. Twice in three hours? New stupid record.

"Woops, should have waited until after you swallowed to telling you." He smiled apologetically at me. He was the bearer of bad news, he gets no sympathy… Just joking, Mr. Potter is cool he gets to remain unscathed, for now.

I nodded, " It's okay, I actually feel more awakened now after having my nostrils burn from the inside and all I could do was try not to scream in agony."

He rolled his eyes at my melodramatic performance, "You better get going, she is waiting for you."

I let out an audible sigh, I guess my technique of stalling needed to be updated… Great! I nodded and bid him goodbye, he wished me good luck and I left the kitchen, a feeling of dread filling me. This was it, the moment where my personality fails me, how nice.

I was about to leave the kitchen when Mr. Potter called after me, " Aurora?"

I turned around, curious as to what he was going to say, " Yes?"

I crossed my fingers, he was going to tell me that I didn't need to go to this interview, that I could go back upstairs and sleep. That was what he was going to say… In my dreams.

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at me, " You wouldn't , by some chance, know what happened to Lily, Albus and James?"

I smirked, " I have no idea what you are talking about, Mr. Potter."

He looked at me curiously and I knew he knew it was me, he always knew when I was up to something. He let out a sigh of frustration , grabbed his wand from his back pocket ( YOU SEE! I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE, STUPID TEDDY!) and walked out of the kitchen door to the back garden where I had a sneaky suspicion my ' friends' were. I smirked to myself, I do not know what happened to Albus, Lily and James. I knew exactly what happened to Albus, Lily and James.

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