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Azalea came and visited Juliett as much as she could, singing her the lullaby that June sang before she died. Eventually though, Azalea and her husband got assigned a very difficult mission that she knew she probably wouldn't survive. So one last time, she went to Juliett's new home, and took her in her arms. The little girl was a few months old, with caramel curls starting to grow. The other boys took it upon themselves to watch over the small girl, usually staying by her side. The two twins almost never left her side, already teaching her their mischievous ways even though they were only two years old. So Azalea was pretty confident that Juliett would be just fine. With a sigh, she sat in the old rocking chair in the empty room with the small bundle in her arms.
"Mmm I want to linger. Mmm a little longer. Mmm a little longer here with you." She started to sing, stroking Juliett's hair short ringlets. She then was struck with inspiration. She conjured a small, blue box and a silver key, then opened it and restarted her song. "Mmm I want to linger. Mmm a little longer. Mmm a little longer here with you..."
Once she was finished singing, she closed the small box, and set it on the ground with the key on top of it. She rocked with the child some more, speaking gentle words to it while soaking in her appearance. She knew that their time was limited, and this probably was the last time that she would ever she Juliett, so she savored the small girl's big silver eyes, so much like June's, and her plush pink lips. She rocked her for a few more moments, then kissed her forehead gently before standing up and walking out of the room to give her to Molly. Molly took the baby, then gave Azalea a big hug.
"Be safe." She said, looking into Azalea's deep emerald colored eyes.
"I'll try." She responded, before leaving to go on her mission. Molly smiled at the baby sadly, before leaving to tell the boys that they can have their best friend back.
A few hours later, Thomas and Azalea Black were dead.
Years later, the Weasleys were done having kids, and Fred and George were off to Hogwarts. At Kings Cross, Juliett sat there sniffling, refusing to look at the twins.
"It's okay, Juliett." George said, putting an arm around his best friend. "You'll becoming with us in a few years. You and Ronnie. And you'll have Ginny to hang out with!"
"Don't call me Ronnie." The nine year-old Ronald Weasley said, his face flushing.
"But that's forever away." Juliett whined, jutting out her bottom lip.
"We'll write to you." Fred laughed, putting his arm around her shoulders like his brother had.
"Promise?" She sniffed, looking into his brown eyes with her wide grey ones.
"Promise." They both said, before getting on the train with their three older brothers.
"Be good!" Mrs. Weasley shouted at them. They snorted loudly then, disappeared into the deep parts of the train. Mrs. Weasley led the children back through the barrier and back to the waiting car. When they got home, Juliett rushed upstairs and grabbed the metal box that she got from her mum's best friend before she died. She took the key from the chain around her neck, and inserted it into the lock. She twisted it, then leaned back and waited. The top slowly opened, revealing Phoenix with it's wings outstretched, then music poured out of it like a ghostly tune. Juliett pawed around the bottom of the box, till she found what she was looking for. A few pictures littered the bottom, the only things that connected her to her real family.
"Mummy." She whispered, stroking the picture of her mum. June Welsh wore a strapless red dress that flowed to the ground, her caramel curls, not unlike her own, were flowing down her back, and her sliver grey eyes glinted mischievously. There was also a man in the picture. He was very handsome, with sleek black hair, brown eyes, and a smirk plastered on his face. Some more showed her mum's friend, and of her grandparents. Once the voice stopped singing, Juliett put the pictures back, and pulled out a crystal necklace with what looked like fire danced inside. She examined it for a moment, then put it back with the pictures, and gently put it under her bed. Ginny's bed was across from Juliett's but Ginny never annoyed Juliett except when she wanted something really bad.
"This is goodnight its not goodbye. Mmm." Juliett sang sweetly, before walking out of the room.