Holiday's POV.
I woke up and put my books in a over the shoulder bag. I walk down after getting ready. Mom handed me a wrapped sandwich and an apple. You see once a week I stay out longer then usual to just read and have piece.
"Holiday do you want more books?" Mom asked.
I shake my head and kiss both mom and dad on the cheek and walk into the forest. This time I found two packages. With one note.
'Holiday, I have two presents for you today. I know you stay out longer today so I thought you might want more books. So here you go, maybe you will know where it leads.' The note said.
I open the first package to find a leather journal tied off with a ribbing. I open the next package to fine a necklace. I picked it up I was smiling. I put it on and started reading. I was confused. The journal talked about the time I first started reading at my favorite tree when I was six. it continued to very detailed descriptions of everything I do.
"Holiday it's time for dinner where are you?" I heard Bill call for me.
I got up and I saw a man. I gave a ear piercing scream. And I was swept up in a tube.
Bill's Pov.
"Holiday it's time for dinner where are you?" I called. I was worried she would usually be walking out of the woods at this time.
A minute later a scream ran in the air. The whole family ran out. I ran into the woods to her favorite tree but she wasn't there.
"Holiday!" I screamed. I got nothing but an echo of my own voice. I see her favorite sand which that mom makes her when she does her reading marathon she does once a week. I look around I grabbed her sand which and run back to the house pale.
"Mom she is no where in sight. I only found her sand which." I said tears freely falling down my cheeks.
Mom gave a sob while dad called the auroras. Five minutes later they appeared and I showed them where she usually sits and where I found the sand. There was a boot print that is about dad's size but the boot prints left were by boots that our family couldn't afford.
They told my parents that they will keep searching for her, but the chances are low.
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Holiday Spirit Weasley
FanfictionHoliday is the youngest triplet to Fred and George. She was the quiet one of the weasley bunch. She hardly communicates but when she does it's important. She is a seer and a smart. She loves her family and would do anything to protect them.
