Break Free | Harry Potter

Chapter Two

-September 1st, 1991, Rosetti House-

It took Elenora a couple of moments to comprehend just what face her Aunt was pulling right now. It was definitely gratitude. And a mixture of something else...

Elenora couldn't put her finger on it, leaving her slightly disappointed but still ecstatic as ever. She began to drag along the leftover syrup with her fork as she smiled down at herself, a glimpse of the Ravenclaw scarf catching her eye. She grinned.

Aunt Cecilia on the other hand, remained with the same face, the expression slightening as she took the plates and threw them into the sink to wash themselves before she walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Hey, Aunt Cecilia?" Elenora hesitantly called after a moments ponder. Would she remain in the same mood?

"Yes?" her Aunt chirped. Elenora arched an eyebrow, a bit taken aback at the suddenly optimistic Cecilia Rosetti.

"What time are we leaving for Kings Cross?" fingers fumbling with the scarf, Elenora looked up for an answer. "Well?"

"At around ten, Nora." came that sweet voice that was so unorthodox to Elenora, she couldn't restrain the arching of her eyebrow. "You're all packed, right?"

"Of course!" Elenora scoffed a little before hopping off her seat and walking up the stairs. "I'll be upstairs if you need me, Aunt Cecilia."

And that was where Elenora planned to stay until they'd leave. She had something else to do before going off to Hogwarts and she wouldn't leave without it.

Walking into her room, she shut the door behind her and began to rummage through the exact same drawer she'd pulled the scarf out of. All of her prized possessions were kept there.

Groping around the small drawer for the item, she pursed her lips down at it and it's contents when finding her object seemed to get harder as it went.

You're in there somewhere, mum. Elenora reminded herself as she glared down into the drawer. If only I could find you.

And as her hands fumbled through edges of parchment and rocks, her fingers soon landed on the on soft edge of a picture.

"Gotcha!" pulling the picture out, Elenora smiled as she gazed down upon it, her eyes loving.

The picture she currently held in her hand was one of her mom. It was one of her fooling around with her friends. Elenora knew each of them by name. Aunt Cecilia had taught her.

There were six of them, and each of them had ridiculous poses, yet you could tell a lot about them with it. The one on the far left is Peter Pettigrew, who was nicknamed Wormtail by his friends. His watery blue eyes had always reminded Elenora of a innocent creature.

The one next to Peter would be Remus Lupin, who was called Moony within the gang. It was always his scars that intreuiged Elenora the most. She wondered how he had gotten so many within the span of such a short time, since he looked so young.

Next to Remus would be Aubrey Rosetti, Elenora's mum, who seemed to be one of the most eye catching people in the photo. Her mum's blue eyes had made Elenora grin with such pride. They both shared the same eye color. Scratch that, exact same, as Aunt Cecilia liked to point out. Elenora couldn't have been anymore happier with that news.

Adjacent to her mother would be Lily Evans, who along with Aubrey, had no special codename. Elenora thought she didn't need them, though. Because with the spectacular green Lily's eyes were, she could stand out without having to try.

Alongside Lily would be one of Elenora's favorites to hear about, James Potter. He was give the codename Prongs, for his Patronus was that of a Stag, Aunt Cecilia told her once. His glasses were crooked and looked ridiculous, yet never failed to make the young girl chuckle. He and Lily had gotten together and it was no surprise just how good they were together.