Penelope was born on May 13th 1978 by Emilia Abbot and Adrian Emerson. Both of her parents being muggles, no idea of magic's existence. Penelope started showing the signs of magic at the age of 3 years old. Her toys would find their ways in her arms by floating in the air and the lights would flicker every time she was upset. Her parents, quite religious, brought her to the church many many times, from the time she started showing the signs, thinking she was possessed. Her 2 years older brother, Orion, enjoying the sight of his little sister being quite unique until he started showing the same signs one year later.
At the age of 5 and 7 little Penelope and Orion lost their father to a car accident. Emilia being now a single mother with two kids who she thought they were demonic. Absolutely terrified by her children Emilia started distancing herself.
February 20th , 1984
Little Penelope and little Orion were sleeping peacefully at the middle of the night. The silence echoing through the muted house, slight snores coming from Emilia's locked bedroom.
The silence soon enough was broken by the cry of Penelope screaming for her mother to come by her side. The trauma of her dad passing away still fresh, and the nightmare she just had making it even worse.
As hot tears were rolling down her cheeks, her voice cracking as she spoke. She felt to arm around her. A soft voice speaking.
"Shh Penny, it's fine, I am right here" her older brother spoke hugging her tightly.
"I want mummy Orion" she sniffed
" I know you do but you know I am here with you, I will always be here"
"You promise?"
" Of course I do Pennyckins" he replied
" But Orion, why isn't mummy coming? What have we done" She spoke, the tears running down her cheeks slowly once again
"Nothing sissy, maybe she needs some time after the accident, give her some time"
"Okay... Can you stay with me, please?"
" You didn't even have to ask" He answered now hugging his little sister protectively pushing her to his side while stroking her hair lightly. The two siblings drifting off to sleep in the matter of seconds.
Meanwhile Emilia was hearing her daughter crying and screaming for her to go over and give her a hug. It broke her heart not being able to go, her fear growing bigger and bigger day by day. She couldn't help but think of both of her children as something evil, but she still felt all the love from them in her heart. The fear had gotten all over her as her guilt of assuming something like that for her babies, cause they were still just babies.
Suddenly the cry stopped, she could hear the mumbled whispering voices from her children's bedroom. She took a few deep breaths, turning on her side, staring at the empty side of the bed. Tracing it lightly with her fingers. Closing her eyelids for the second time that night, drifting off to sleep along with the image of her babies being normal...
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Asunder{Fred Weasley}
Fanfiction"I prefer nightmares over dreams" She spoke softly,her gaze never meeting his "Why though?" "Cause every time I wake up from a dream, I get reminded that I am not yours and that you are not mine" "Maybe you could be mine and I could be yours then" "...
