"Moony, they sought for color in the black and white world of 1977."
"Prongs, that's a bit dramatic."
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layla white was a born gryffindor.
brave, kind, witty.
she was meant to be in the house, even against her prejudice family's wishes.
when layla...
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"CRUCIO"
Her body withered in pain, the agonized screams stuck in her throat as she crumpled down to the marble tiling of the White manor.
"You disappoint us time after time daughter, when will you learn?" Her mother's chastising calm voice rung out in a calm echo above her. "I hate to do this to you, but you seem to never listen"
There was no mercy in her voice, and she felt no remorse for her daughter.
"You should try harder to listen Layla Anne, you don't even look a part of this family, people have been talking and our name has been scrutinized because of you" Her mother walked in a circle around her body, "CRUCIO!"
She watched the body in front of her whither in pain again before stilling for a moment.
"I can't change...who I am mother" Layla shook out, her voice failing due to the pain.
All of a sudden, Elizabeth White's daughter whipped her head up, her normally bright blue eyes flowed brighter as she felt all the power around her summoning her to rise.
At her words, a new power stirred within and lurched her forward as it seemed all the water in the White manor was magnetically being drawn towards the girl on the ground. With a single instinctive snap of her fingers, the water came in a single massive wave and flooded the entire room, the cold paintings of the family and stone statues collies together as everything was overcome.
The last thing Layla saw was her mother's form apparating out of the room, before the wave crushed her body and she was whisked away.
1976-present time
"Layla! Wake up Layla!"
Layla White sat upright in her four post bed, the bottle of water next to her fell over as her body reacted. Lily Evans sat in front of her sweaty and heaving body, a look of concern etched into her face.
"Are you okay? I think you had a nightmare"
Layla sighed, as she realized her subconscious was just playing tricks with her. "Sorry Lils, I must've had a chocolate frog before bed again"
Lily shook her head chastely, "I'm going to need to confiscate all our chocolate if it keeps happening, this was the fourth nightmare this month!" Lily exclaimed, the rest of the girls in their floor were no where to be seen, which meant that not only did Layla had a bad dream but she also slept in. "Are you sure you're okay Layla?"
Layla looked at her friend before smiling softly, "Of course I'm okay, but I won't be if I bloody miss breakfast!"
Lily laughed at her friend, "You have twenty minutes before class starts! Go go go!"
Layla's worry about the old memory faded away as she rushed to get ready for the day ahead of her.
