Another Very Harry Potter Love Story

Where the Horror Began

The two parents, holding their new born baby, ran into their basement and put the baby into a vanishing cabinet which was hidden behind clothes inside of a closet. The man and woman climbed back up the stairs and brought out their wands. They began defending themselves just so they can see their baby girl one last time.
He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named burst through the front door and raised his thirteen and a half inch wand, which was made from yew and had a core of a phoenix feather, up into the air ten centimeters above his head. His long and crusty nails impaled his skin from clenching the wand so hard.
"Sectumsempra!" He swooshed the wand and with the flick of his wrist, he hit the parents exactly on their intwined hands that they were holding on to for the last time. They both dropped to the floor and began screaming out in agony and pain. The blood poured out of their cut opened bodies exactly like a waterfall. The tears flowed down their face like a river. Voldemort left the now messy house to go search for his next victim of death. The screaming died down and before their visions went black, the mother and father said in unison.
"We love you Melanie." They grabbed each other's hand and closed their eyes. That was the very end of their life stories.

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A/N- It's my first story and I just want to say that the credit goes to J.K. Rowling. If I made any mistakes comment and tell me, but other than that I'm trying my hardest to make everything perfect for you guys. Anyways, different chapters will most likely be different stories of Melanie growing up. :)