𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐏A𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄, jp

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

Isabella Lupin and her little sister Maisie sat on the grass just outside Lupin cottage making daisy chains under the brilliant gaze of the sun, its warm rays caressed everything below, while the cerulean sky stretched out in immaculate clarity. A gentle breeze, as tender as a whispered secret, danced through the air, weaving a delicate tapestry of nature's embrace. In every sense, it was a perfect summer's day, where the elements harmonized to compose a symphony of beauty and tranquility.

Isabellas twin brother, Remus, had just left his sisters he adored ever so much to get the three of them some iced water. The girls waited patiently, their fingers gently threading the dainty flowers into perfectly symmetrical rhythms.

Isabella held a bright fondness to nature. Whether it was outdoor activities like playing games in the garden or dancing around open fields and satisfying herself by carefully selecting assortments of beautiful flowers for her bedroom, she loved it. Her appreciation extended to the intricate beauty of butterflies and ladybirds, creatures she found captivating. Despite her tender age of ten, Isabella's adventurous spirit manifested through subtle jests and humor, her eye for playfulness revolved around laughter from those around her. Remarkably dramatic and possessing a distinctive flair for sass, she navigated her traits with an unmistakable sophistication, keeping everybody on their toes as they never knew what could be coming.

"I like making daisy chains," Maisie smiled softly. Maisie was a beautiful girl for her young age, her brunette hair brushing past her shoulders and down her back in a naturally elegant fashion, her cheeks rosy and her eyes the perfect honey colour. Freckles dipped across her nose and her smile reached across her cheeks, she was a picture perfect little girl, anybody who saw her would agree in an instant.

"Me too!" Exclaimed Izzy, squeezing her little sisters nose playfully, in which Maisie replied to with loud giggles.

The ten year old looked at the flowers that were surrounding them, they were very pretty, all in shades of light pink, blue, yellow and red. She picked up a daffodil, sniffing it slightly before letting out a sneeze.

"What's was that?" Maisie asked, her head snapping up.

"A sneeze, silly." Giggled Izzy.

"No, the pop."

"Pop? What pop?"

Isabella didn't have a clue what her sister was talking about, she just assumed the seven year old was playing a game.

"The pop!" Cried Maisie. "Bella! Look..."

"Look? Look at what Maisie?"

"The man..."

Isabella let out a soft giggle, before tickling her sister. "You little monkey! I know you're trying to scare me!"

"Bella the man!"

Isabella noticed the seriousness in her little sisters voice. She didn't know what was going on...until she followed Maisies gaze.

Standing behind the two girls was a man dressed in black robes, his wand outstretched, his face holding a cold glare.

"M-maisie....Maisie stay back." Isabella managed to whisper, her heart thumping as she stared up at the man.

"This is Lyall Lupins house, yes?" The voice sneered, to which the young girls mutely nodded to, too scared to even make one wrong move.

Lyall Lupin was a well known auror, he was constantly battling dark witches and wizards and sending them to azkaban. He was quite admired within the wizarding, yet his job had its flaws. He had once commented on a certain werewolf, Fenrir Greyback. Fenrir despised him doing so, and came to Lupin cottage and attacked Remus on a full moon, turning the five year old boy into a werewolf.