[The Ford Anglia is parked at King's Cross Station as numerous people walk past it as though it were a plain blue car rather than one coated in un. In the station, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Percy, Fred, George, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are desperate to catch the Hogwarts Express before it leaves.]
Mr. Weasley: It's 10:58. Come on, come on!
Mrs. Weasley: Train will be leaving any moment!
"Aw, our princess. Ever the punctual one." Harry coos.
Aurora rolls her eyes, "There is nothing wrong with wanting to be early."
"Being an hour early is a problem." Abigail mumbles.
She's had some very vivid memories of them being too early to a place because Aurora rather be an hour early then even a second late. She loved her for it but waking up at six in the morning when you have to be somewhere at eleven isn't fun.
"Rather be an hour early," Aurora begins to say.
"Then a second late." Harry, Abigail, Hermione and Ron recite in unison, "We know." Abigail groans.
Mr. Weasley: Fred, George, Percy, you first! [Fred pushes his cart through the barrier to Platform 9¾, followed by Percy and George]
Mr. Weasley: [patting Ginny on the back] Okay, whenever you're ready. [Ginny pushes her cart slightly with a small smile but hesitates with an overly softer smile. Aurora senses her nervousness and grabs her hand softly pointing her back to the wall rather than to the teasing faces of Ron and Harry.]
Aurora: One... Two... THREE. [She pushes them with the perfect amount of force to allow Ginny to step back at any moment but she doesn't, rather the two make their way through the barrier together, disappearing in an instant; Mr. and Mrs. Weasley follow.]
[The camera panned over the brick wall slowly pulling back the subtitles reading 'September 1st 1972' Regulus Black stood in perfect posture next to his parents, face unreadable. Sirius Black was to his left looking around desperately for his newfound friends from last year.]
"That, us," Sirius mumbled looking over to Regulus, who nodded in response, no words spoken. Abigail glanced over the two of them waiting for something more. Nothing came.
Walburga: Now Sirius I assume your behaviour will be intensely more adequate this year as you are aware of what will happen if you don't, our pureblood name is recognised as one of the sacred twenty-eight you are not to belittle it, you are the next Lord of the Nobel and most Ancient house of Black, you must start to act like it.
The woman scowled at her son. Whilst Orion smiled behind her nodding as he held unbroken and steady eye contact with his son.
Like they knew something the rest didn't.
Maybe they did.
Sirius: Yes, mother
Regulus: [mumbling] Cue the eyeroll
[Sirius rolled his eyes and left the rest of his family on their own to send off their 'precious son.']
Numerous siblings throughout the hall resented one of the Black siblings respectively, however seeing their previous relationship, their sibling relationship the one they resonated with, they couldn't help the gnawing feeling that clawed into their chests.
Loosing a loved one is always tough.
It's even worse when you know they're still there.
Their standing centimetres away, locked alone in the next room, but in reality their so much further and from the chest pains to the looks they shared both wondered if they'd stayed at home which would've been the better way to die.
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FanfictionWhen the second wizarding world war has just finished in 1998 the people of the future travel back to the time of their parents to try and change their horrific futures along with many others. Dear students of 1946 and 1978, We do hope you're enjoyi...
