Where do you see yourself in five minutes?
Where do you see yourself in five seconds, Alasia?
Where do you see yourself in fifteen years?
In the darkest part of Surrey a woman marked by struggle and battle and suffering and survival makes her way to...
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May 15th, 1996
Sirius and Alasia decided to visit the burrow the day after they had all their stuff packed and sent to their old home.
She had brought her bags from Leaky Cauldron a week ago and Sirius had laughed the entire time she removed lamps and cutlery from the bag.
She now had another tattoo made on her hand, a dove.
Harlow Serpens was gone. He'd died in the year 1992 through a muggle chronic illness. Magnolia Farrington, now an adult, had gone to live with her brother, Altair Serpens and his wife Josephine Serpens.
Alasia was yet to visit them, but she was sure that they knew she was well and alive by now.
There had been a huge article in the Daily Prophet, addressing solely Alasia and the fight she'd had with Dumbledore. To her relief, there hadn't been any hard feelings and people only respected her more.
Though, there was a lot of debate over the fact Voldemort was back, so many questions shot towards Fudge. And a hell lot of fear instilled in the people.
The muggle government was informed of this, and they were going to be making sure the attacks on their citizens stayed minimum. The wizards couldn't be there every time something like that happened.
The Burrow's door opened and out shot Fred and George, the last time Alasia had seen them was when they were toddlers and had pulled on her hair until she was sure they'd at least taken out a chunk.
"We know you!" Fred grinned.
"You were the one who's we'd put a bubble-gum in!" George added.
"How long did it take to get it out?" Fred asked.
"It was our first creation, we'd mixed all of mum's cosmetics and dad's gels in it." George grimaced.
To their surprise, Alasia laughed. "Wow...uh...you two – you two are so like Fabian and Gideon."
They were silent for a moment when another voice spoke from behind them, "You knew them?"
"They were my...they were my very close friends."
Molly Weasley exhaled a shaky breath and smiled. "Come in, you two! We were just about to get ready for lunch. ARTHUR! ARTHUR, DON'T – "
And she was gone. Alasia looked towards Sirius. "She wasn't as bad as you told me."
Fred glared at Sirius. "What – I never said she was bad! I said she was a little...she had a little, temper." Sirius shot Alasia a look.
"Well, doesn't have that, either."
"Just you wait." Sirius said under his breath and followed his witch inside.
The inside of the Burrow was narrow and stuffy. The kitchen was small and rather cramped. There was a scrubbed wooden table and chairs in the middle, and Remus, Bill, Arthur and Fred and George had already occupied most of them.
