Shy- a Neville Longbottom fanfic (Slow Updates)

Darcy's Story

Jonathan

Darcy lost her parents when she was little...

They were at Alice and Frank's house.
I remember it was a lovely day.
We were all invited, Kingsley, Theodore and I with our families. Kingsley and I were called to work that day. So we didn't go...

It happened so quickly...

Augusta's patronus appeared in the middle of my office. Her weary voice boomed

Jonathan! Kingsley!
Bellatrix is here with more death eaters! Come quickly!

After that I only remember apparating only to find a deathly silence, a silence that sent a shiver down my spine....

What I saw that day will be in my memory forever...

Lucille suggested we leave the wizarding world permanently, Alice and Frank were tortured into insanity, Theodore and Amelia were killed, they were in the order. We knew we weren't safe. No one was safe a that time...

It hurt to leave, all our lives were built around this world, but we had to do it, Darcy was so little, Ethan was in Lucille's womb, only 8 months old. We did it for their safety.
Kingsley stayed, he told us that he wanted to stay, that he still had much to do. I knew he only wanted to revenge on Theodore, since he became an auror.
They told us that Frank's poor boy was going to stay with his grandmother...

We left without a trace and settled in a cozy home in a muggle community, the kids grew up. Every once in a while, Darcy would ask us about her parents, she always told us that she wanted to imagine them. It seemed as though she thought like an adult sometimes.
Lucille home schooled them.
Darcy performed magic since a baby, she would move the toys and the lights. And Ethan, well, we started believing he might be a squib.

But as I saw the owl fly through the door, I knew exactly what it was...

Hogwarts...