Post by jazi on Jul 5, 2005 9:38:12 GMT -5
Chapter One:
“Momma!” Raine Potter cried out.
“What is it baby?” asked Ginny Potter as she entered Raine’s room.
“I miss Daddy!” Raine wailed.
“Oh honey,” Ginny said, tears coming to her eyes. “I miss him too, but we can’t change the fact that he’s gone,” she said as she rocked Raine.
“When is he coming back?”
“He’s not coming back,” choked out Ginny, as she fought the urge to burst out crying. “Try to get some sleep honey, its three o’clock in the morning.”
“I want Daddy!”
Ginny continued rocking Raine in silence. “Do you hear that, Raine?”
“What?”
“Do you hear the rain hitting the roof?”
“Yes,” Raine answered in a small voice.
“Your Daddy is making that rain. He’s making it just for you, to let you know he misses you.”
“Oh,” Raine whispered.
Ginny put her daughter down, and tucked her into the nice warm bed. “Good night, Raine,” she whispered.
“Good night, Momma.”
Ginny left the room then, leaving Raine alone with her dreams.
The next morning Raine pattered down the stairs. She entered the kitchen. “Good morning, Momma,” she said as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
“Hello, sweetheart!” Ginny called cheerfully, pretending not to be sad. “Would you like some pancakes for breakfast?” she asked as she flipped a pancake that was already being made.
“Yes, please,” Raine pulled herself into a chair. “When am I going to be old enough to make my own pancakes?” she asked.
“When you turn eleven.”
“Oh,” Raine said. “When will that be?”
“In three more years,” Ginny answered.
“That’s a really long time.”
“You’re right, it is.”
They sat in silence, Raine counting all of the baby chickens on the table cloth, and Ginny flipping pancakes. When the pancakes were finished, Ginny brought a plate of them over to the table and sat down.
“Did you know there are 50 baby chickies on the table cloth?” Raine asked.
“No I didn’t!” Ginny lied, as she did indeed know that, seeing as Raine had told her yesterday.
“Well there are.”
“That’s very interesting, Raine.”
“Yup.”
Ginny and Raine ate in silence for about ten minutes, when Ginny spoke.
“I have to go to work today. So you’ll be going to Aunt Angelina’s house.”
“Can’t I go to Uncle Ron’s?”
“No, sweetie,” Ginny answered. “Uncle Ron is working today.”
“Oh.”
Ginny sighed, “Come on, I’ll get you dressed.”
Raine grabbed her mother’s hand and followed her up the stairs. Raine pulled off her pajamas. They were her favorite ones. They were pink and had little bunnies for the feet.
When Raine was done getting her pajamas off she turned to her mother who had clothes picked out for her.
“Here you go, Raine,” said Ginny as she handed her the clothes she had picked.
Raine slipped on the little jean skirt, and the light purple tank top. She turned to face her mother.
“Can I wear your makeup?” she asked.
Ginny laughed, “When you turn eleven.”
“Why does everything have to happen when I’m eleven?” Raine wanted to know.
“Because, eleven is the year you start Hogwarts. It’s the year you leave home, so by the time you’re eleven you’re basically all grown up!”
“Oh.”
Ginny laughed and lead Raine back downstairs and into the family room, where the fireplace was located. She handed Raine some floo powder.
“We’re going to Hogsmeade Station,” she told Raine.
“Okay,” Raine said as she threw the powder into the fireplace. “Hogsmeade Station!” she cried as she stepped inside.
Instantly Raine was swirling around, as though she had no control over her body. Just as quickly as the swirling sensation had started, it ended and Raine stepped out of the fireplace. She was in Hogsmeade Station! Trains blew their whistles all around her.
“Look, Momma!” she cried as Ginny stepped out of the fireplace. “It’s the Hogwarts Express!”
“Why yes it is!”
“Can we go on it?”
“Not until you’re eleven and you go to Hogwarts.”
“But I want to go now!” Raine whined.
“Just wait a few more years.”
“Alright, alright.” Raine said as she followed her mother out of the station and down the cobblestone street.
Ginny and Raine walked down a street that led to the section of Hogsmeade where most of the housing was located.
“I want to knock on the door!” Raine shouted as soon as they had found Fred and Angelina’s house.
“Alright,” Ginny said, “but be sure not to knock too loudly. You don’t want to wake up the twins, they’re probably still sleeping.
“Okay,” Raine whispered.
Raine walked up to the door and quietly knocked on it. The door swung open and a tall black woman, large with child greeted them.
“Oh hello, Ginny! Hello, Raine!” she cried.
“Are the twins asleep?” Raine whispered.
“Nope! You can go play with them if you like, they’re in the bedroom.”
Raine dashed off, leaving Ginny and Angelina to talk for a few minutes.
“Hi, Lacie! Hi, Brennan!” she cried as she entered the bedroom. There she found two energetic little four year olds bouncing up and down on the big bed.
“Can I play?” she asked them.
“Yeah!” answered Lacie.
“You have to try and touch the ceiling!” Brennan added.
“Okay!” Raine said excitedly.
“But be careful! This is Mummy and Daddy’s room, so don’t break anything!” Lacie told her.
“Alright!”
Raine proceeded to hope on the bed and start jumping up and down, touching the ceiling while she was in the air.
After an hour or so of this, Raine and the twins bored of jumping on the bed, and began to play a loud game of Exploding Snap.
“Kids,” Angelina called. “You’re too loud! Play a quieter game!” So Lacie decided that they would play house.
Raine got to be the mother, and Lacie and Brennan were her children. After a few hours of playing house, Angelina told them it was time for lunch.
While they were eating Raine, Lacie, and Brennan talked excitedly about what game they would play next, while Angelina read a note that had just been delivered.
“Raine,” Angelina said when he had finished reading the note, “you’re mum will be here at five to pick you up.”
The children groaned.
“You still have four hours!” Angelina said with a laugh.
The children cheered and ran off to go play more games.
At five o’clock there was a knock on the door. Raine ran to open it, and gave her mother a huge hug.
“I missed you Momma,” she said.
“I missed you too, Raine,” Ginny said. “Thanks Angelina!” she called.
“No problem!” Angelina said as she appeared in the doorway, whipping her hands on a towel.
Ginny grabbed Raine’s hand and walked out the door. They were about a block away from the train station when Raine heard someone talk, in a low voice.
“Well, well, well. Ginny Potter. And her little daughter.”
“Malfoy?” Ginny asked harshly.
“Why yes,” said the man, coming into the light. “You are correct.”
“I hate you!” screamed Raine suddenly. “You took my Daddy away from me!”
The man laughed a cold, high laugh. “Well, well, aren’t you a bright one?” he said to her.
Raine shivered with fear and hid behind Ginny.
“Now, Ginny,” Malfoy said as he twisted his wand in his hand. “I never wanted to kill you. But I think it might be the only way.”
Raine stepped next to Ginny. “The only way to what?” she asked bravely.
“To conquer the world!” he cried. Raine giggled a silent giggle, she thought it was a funny thing to want, especially for a grown up.
“First however, I think I will kill your daughter. The least amount of Potter’s there are in the world, the better.”
Raine and Ginny both gasped. “AVADA KEDAVRA!” he screamed as he pointed his wand at Raine.
“NO!” Ginny cried as she threw herself in front of Raine. Ginny fell down on the floor as the green light that came out of Malfoy’s wand killed her.
“MOMMA!” Raine screamed as she kneeled down by her mother. “WAKE UP MOMMA! WAKE UP!” Raine shook Ginny, and when nothing happened she burst into tears.
Malfoy laughed a cold evil laugh. “I’ll get you next time,” he told Raine in a menacing voice, as he disappeared with a loud pop.
“HELP!” Raine screamed as soon as he was gone. “HELP, SOMEBODY!”
Raine waited for a few minutes. There was nobody on the street. “HELP!” she screamed again. A man, about fifty years old hobbled over to her from the next block over.
“Oh my, oh my, what do we have here?” he asked.
“Momma!” Raine Potter cried out.
“What is it baby?” asked Ginny Potter as she entered Raine’s room.
“I miss Daddy!” Raine wailed.
“Oh honey,” Ginny said, tears coming to her eyes. “I miss him too, but we can’t change the fact that he’s gone,” she said as she rocked Raine.
“When is he coming back?”
“He’s not coming back,” choked out Ginny, as she fought the urge to burst out crying. “Try to get some sleep honey, its three o’clock in the morning.”
“I want Daddy!”
Ginny continued rocking Raine in silence. “Do you hear that, Raine?”
“What?”
“Do you hear the rain hitting the roof?”
“Yes,” Raine answered in a small voice.
“Your Daddy is making that rain. He’s making it just for you, to let you know he misses you.”
“Oh,” Raine whispered.
Ginny put her daughter down, and tucked her into the nice warm bed. “Good night, Raine,” she whispered.
“Good night, Momma.”
Ginny left the room then, leaving Raine alone with her dreams.
The next morning Raine pattered down the stairs. She entered the kitchen. “Good morning, Momma,” she said as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
“Hello, sweetheart!” Ginny called cheerfully, pretending not to be sad. “Would you like some pancakes for breakfast?” she asked as she flipped a pancake that was already being made.
“Yes, please,” Raine pulled herself into a chair. “When am I going to be old enough to make my own pancakes?” she asked.
“When you turn eleven.”
“Oh,” Raine said. “When will that be?”
“In three more years,” Ginny answered.
“That’s a really long time.”
“You’re right, it is.”
They sat in silence, Raine counting all of the baby chickens on the table cloth, and Ginny flipping pancakes. When the pancakes were finished, Ginny brought a plate of them over to the table and sat down.
“Did you know there are 50 baby chickies on the table cloth?” Raine asked.
“No I didn’t!” Ginny lied, as she did indeed know that, seeing as Raine had told her yesterday.
“Well there are.”
“That’s very interesting, Raine.”
“Yup.”
Ginny and Raine ate in silence for about ten minutes, when Ginny spoke.
“I have to go to work today. So you’ll be going to Aunt Angelina’s house.”
“Can’t I go to Uncle Ron’s?”
“No, sweetie,” Ginny answered. “Uncle Ron is working today.”
“Oh.”
Ginny sighed, “Come on, I’ll get you dressed.”
Raine grabbed her mother’s hand and followed her up the stairs. Raine pulled off her pajamas. They were her favorite ones. They were pink and had little bunnies for the feet.
When Raine was done getting her pajamas off she turned to her mother who had clothes picked out for her.
“Here you go, Raine,” said Ginny as she handed her the clothes she had picked.
Raine slipped on the little jean skirt, and the light purple tank top. She turned to face her mother.
“Can I wear your makeup?” she asked.
Ginny laughed, “When you turn eleven.”
“Why does everything have to happen when I’m eleven?” Raine wanted to know.
“Because, eleven is the year you start Hogwarts. It’s the year you leave home, so by the time you’re eleven you’re basically all grown up!”
“Oh.”
Ginny laughed and lead Raine back downstairs and into the family room, where the fireplace was located. She handed Raine some floo powder.
“We’re going to Hogsmeade Station,” she told Raine.
“Okay,” Raine said as she threw the powder into the fireplace. “Hogsmeade Station!” she cried as she stepped inside.
Instantly Raine was swirling around, as though she had no control over her body. Just as quickly as the swirling sensation had started, it ended and Raine stepped out of the fireplace. She was in Hogsmeade Station! Trains blew their whistles all around her.
“Look, Momma!” she cried as Ginny stepped out of the fireplace. “It’s the Hogwarts Express!”
“Why yes it is!”
“Can we go on it?”
“Not until you’re eleven and you go to Hogwarts.”
“But I want to go now!” Raine whined.
“Just wait a few more years.”
“Alright, alright.” Raine said as she followed her mother out of the station and down the cobblestone street.
Ginny and Raine walked down a street that led to the section of Hogsmeade where most of the housing was located.
“I want to knock on the door!” Raine shouted as soon as they had found Fred and Angelina’s house.
“Alright,” Ginny said, “but be sure not to knock too loudly. You don’t want to wake up the twins, they’re probably still sleeping.
“Okay,” Raine whispered.
Raine walked up to the door and quietly knocked on it. The door swung open and a tall black woman, large with child greeted them.
“Oh hello, Ginny! Hello, Raine!” she cried.
“Are the twins asleep?” Raine whispered.
“Nope! You can go play with them if you like, they’re in the bedroom.”
Raine dashed off, leaving Ginny and Angelina to talk for a few minutes.
“Hi, Lacie! Hi, Brennan!” she cried as she entered the bedroom. There she found two energetic little four year olds bouncing up and down on the big bed.
“Can I play?” she asked them.
“Yeah!” answered Lacie.
“You have to try and touch the ceiling!” Brennan added.
“Okay!” Raine said excitedly.
“But be careful! This is Mummy and Daddy’s room, so don’t break anything!” Lacie told her.
“Alright!”
Raine proceeded to hope on the bed and start jumping up and down, touching the ceiling while she was in the air.
After an hour or so of this, Raine and the twins bored of jumping on the bed, and began to play a loud game of Exploding Snap.
“Kids,” Angelina called. “You’re too loud! Play a quieter game!” So Lacie decided that they would play house.
Raine got to be the mother, and Lacie and Brennan were her children. After a few hours of playing house, Angelina told them it was time for lunch.
While they were eating Raine, Lacie, and Brennan talked excitedly about what game they would play next, while Angelina read a note that had just been delivered.
“Raine,” Angelina said when he had finished reading the note, “you’re mum will be here at five to pick you up.”
The children groaned.
“You still have four hours!” Angelina said with a laugh.
The children cheered and ran off to go play more games.
At five o’clock there was a knock on the door. Raine ran to open it, and gave her mother a huge hug.
“I missed you Momma,” she said.
“I missed you too, Raine,” Ginny said. “Thanks Angelina!” she called.
“No problem!” Angelina said as she appeared in the doorway, whipping her hands on a towel.
Ginny grabbed Raine’s hand and walked out the door. They were about a block away from the train station when Raine heard someone talk, in a low voice.
“Well, well, well. Ginny Potter. And her little daughter.”
“Malfoy?” Ginny asked harshly.
“Why yes,” said the man, coming into the light. “You are correct.”
“I hate you!” screamed Raine suddenly. “You took my Daddy away from me!”
The man laughed a cold, high laugh. “Well, well, aren’t you a bright one?” he said to her.
Raine shivered with fear and hid behind Ginny.
“Now, Ginny,” Malfoy said as he twisted his wand in his hand. “I never wanted to kill you. But I think it might be the only way.”
Raine stepped next to Ginny. “The only way to what?” she asked bravely.
“To conquer the world!” he cried. Raine giggled a silent giggle, she thought it was a funny thing to want, especially for a grown up.
“First however, I think I will kill your daughter. The least amount of Potter’s there are in the world, the better.”
Raine and Ginny both gasped. “AVADA KEDAVRA!” he screamed as he pointed his wand at Raine.
“NO!” Ginny cried as she threw herself in front of Raine. Ginny fell down on the floor as the green light that came out of Malfoy’s wand killed her.
“MOMMA!” Raine screamed as she kneeled down by her mother. “WAKE UP MOMMA! WAKE UP!” Raine shook Ginny, and when nothing happened she burst into tears.
Malfoy laughed a cold evil laugh. “I’ll get you next time,” he told Raine in a menacing voice, as he disappeared with a loud pop.
“HELP!” Raine screamed as soon as he was gone. “HELP, SOMEBODY!”
Raine waited for a few minutes. There was nobody on the street. “HELP!” she screamed again. A man, about fifty years old hobbled over to her from the next block over.
“Oh my, oh my, what do we have here?” he asked.