Alex Daniels and the Moaning Mirror

Prologue

On Thursday, June 16th, 2015, at 5:43 pm, Sarah Emerson Daniels was murdered. Two minutes later, at exactly 5:45 pm, Steven Hunt-Daniels was also murdered as he held his dying wife in his arms.

Little did they know, their eleven-year-old daughter, Alex, had witnessed the entire scene, and was hiding around the corner in shock.

Sarah gave her last breath at 5:47 pm, whereas Steven died only a minute after being attacked. he died at 5:46 pm.

Now, no one knew who the killer was, all anyone would see was a large cloud of dark smoke, any Muggle would think it to be a fire, but if someone were to have clear vision, they would know that it was definitely something different, something much, much darker.

As her mother took her last breath, Alex ran to her and held her head in her arms.

"Mum. Mum please wake up. This isn't the time for sleeping! Daddy's bleeding, he need help! Momma! Mommy! Mum!" the young girl held her dead mother, crying a horrible wail, screaming. "help me! please help! someone! Anyone! My mum isn't waking up! Help me!"

A middle-aged woman ran into the room, taking in the burn marks on the wall, the ripped carpet, broken furniture, and her best friend on the floor, dead, being held by the girl who called her Auntie. She stopped short, looking down at the body of her sister.

"Alex! Oh lord." She slowly knelt down to the young girl, trying not to look at her sister's face. "Alex, it's not safe here, you need to come with me."

The little girl, much too shocked to do anything, nodded, staring at the bodies of her dead parents.

"Alright then, come." Alex stood up, taking her Aunt by the hand. And walking with her to the car outside.

"Aunt Jess, what about mum and dad?" Jess blinked back tears and smiled sadly at the young girl. "They're dead, aren't they." The two got into the car and Alex curled up in her seat.

"Yes. Yes, they are."

The two were silent for a while.

"Where are we going?"

"We'll be staying at my house for a while."

"Okay."

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Alex arrived at her new home to see all her things already there, which she found a bit strange, but decided there were more things to worry about now that her parents were dead.

Everything was quiet as she made her way to her new room, clutching her sketchbook, a gift from her father when she turned eleven. Her family was so poor, that was the first time they got her anything. She had gotten a few gifts from her aunt, but all clothes. Everything she wore was given to her by her aunt.

She looked down at her yellow dress, last year, it was and inch below her knees, it now came right above them. But it was her favourite dress, so she would wear it as long as it fit.

Sighing, the blonde girl sat on the bed in front of the small window, and let the tears fall. She cried for her mother, who used tossing to her every night. For her father, who would tell her stories of a magical place where little children grew up and became magicians.

Then she cried for her house, where she lived forever, where it was always cold in the Canadian winters, and hot in the summer. She remembered the pond behind the small home, where she learnt to skate, and played hockey every winter with the other kids in her neighbourhood.

Alex wailed, tears flowing down uncontrollably, crying and crying. She barley noticed as her Aunt held her in her arms, and whispered words of comfort.

Maybe tomorrow she would stop crying. Yes, that seemed about right. Tomorrow. Tomorrow she wouldn't cry, there probably wouldn't even be enough tears left in her after all the crying she would do today.

Tomorrow she'd be strong, like her mother always was.

But for now, crying seemed like the best thing to do.

Hellloooo! So. this is a harry Potter fanfic (of course). I'm trying to make a series, so when this book is done, there'll probably be another, but I'm not going to make any promises because there's a huge chance it probably won't happen. 

Anyway, If anybody wants to be a witch or wizard in this fanfic, (and be carried out throughout the series too), fill out the below form and we're all set.

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