See the story about the girl that shared the Weasley twins. All their encounters when the Golden Trio aren't around, to experience the chaos that unfolds behind the scenes.
***There WILL be graphic scenes in this story***
(This takes place during 'T...
It's been a couple of weeks now. I've officially finished cleaning the house. The boys have finished taking care of the business and found a place to set up shop in Diagon Alley. I sat on the couch in a huff. I almost forgot about what my father told me. I walked back up the stairs and opened up their bedroom door. I stood in the doorway looking at the bare room. I stepped in and proceeded to push the bed to the side.
I could see which floorboard he meant. It was noticeably out of place. I sat down and pried it open. I set the board to the side. There was a chest. It was a big one. I moved a few more boards out of the way. I picked up the chest and set it on the floor next to me. It had a lock on it. I tried to spell it open but it wouldn't give.
'It requires blood from your bloodline to open.' My mother said in my head.
I ran downstairs and found something sharp to poke my finger with. I went back upstairs with a small bloody finger and smeared it on the lock. It opened. I put my finger back in my mouth to heal it. When I pulled it back out it was fully healed like I had never poked to make it bleed.
I removed the lock and slowly opened it. There were multiple pictures of my mom and dad. Family photos were also there. My mom's wand laid on top of it all.
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It was beautiful. I picked it up and held it. I could feel the power radiating off of it. I had my hair up so I stuck it on my hair to make sure it was out of the way but still close to me. I went threw and he had left some of her clothes for me. Some dresses, and a cloak. At the bottom was a bag with something in it. I had all the clothes laid out on the bed. I opened the bag and saw the most beautiful wedding dress. I skimmed through the photos quickly and saw a picture of my parents and their wedding. It was Mom's wedding dress. It looked like it fit. I made sure the door was shut and locked in case Fred popped up. I quickly tried it on and it fit perfectly, almost like it was made for me.
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Looks like I don't need to look for a dress. I quickly changed back and put it in the bag so Fred couldn't see it.
I put the floorboards and bed back but left everything out. I hung up the dresses and cloak. I needed to go buy a photo album to put all these pictures into. I also needed to get food while I was out since I've been staying here more as of late.
