Fireworks ☆ F. Weasley [ON HOLD]

[prologue]

It was midday August 4, 1985 when the Nott siblings were playing out in their large garden with their broomsticks. It was the younger sibling's first time riding a toy broomstick. Seven year old Thea looked at her brother with a proud smile, happy that she would soon have someone to practice her Quidditch skills with.

"Kids, come here. The elves brought tea and pastries." Came the sweet voice of Mrs. Nott, a young witch, who was sitting in the shade with a book in her hand. She had raised her kids mostly by herself as Mr. Nott wouldn't be bothered to hang out with his kids. Thea quickly swooped down and jumped off her broom with a smile. Her front tooth was missing which made her look younger. Young Theo quickly joined her sister and the two sat on the grass together with a sweet in each hand.

"I'm going to be on my house's Quidditch team when I go to Hogwarts." Thea announced as she looked at her mother. "I cannot wait until I'm 11" She continued the speech she made almost twice a week. She wanted to go to Hogwarts and make new friends as her only friend besides her brother was her father's friend's son. "Mum, do you think me and Theo will get in to Slytherin?" Thea asked drawing her brother's attention as well.

"Daddy said the other houses are bad." Theo mumbled the words confusing his sister.

"Theo dear, that's not true. All of the houses have great qualities. My best friend was a Gryffindor..." Mrs. Nott stated with a sad smile. "What matters the most is what you decide to do with those qualities." She added leaning down to put a hand on both of her kids' shoulders.

"Mum?" Thea asked with worry seeing the blood trickling down her nose. Mrs. Nott furrowed her eyebrows as she swiped under her nose and saw the blood on her fingers.

"Oh, it's alright sweetie." The mother replied brushing it off as a simple nosebleed but not a second later collapsed on the grass in front of her kids. The siblings gave a startled scream and rushed towards their mother's head. "Thea honey, you take care of your brother, okay? Take care of each other." Mrs. Nott choked out as more blood was now coming out of her ears and eyes.

"Mummy? What's happening?" Thea cried out as she looked at her mother with shocked eyes. Little Theo clung onto her sister's arms as he cried out not understanding what was going on. Thea realized her hands were now covered in her mother's blood so she got on her feet and ran. "Father! Father!" Thea cried out as she frantically rushed into their manor.

"Quiet down girl! Why are you crying?" Mr. Nott came out of his office with an angry look.

"Father...Mum she- she collapsed." Thea choked out holding out her hands to show the blood. Mr. Nott didn't reply but rushed past her to the garden to see for himself. Everything that happened after that was a blur to the seven year old girl. His father had taken her mother to St. Mungo's and one of the House Elves ushered her to her bathroom to get her cleaned up. Couple hours later, her father returned home saying their mother was dead and in no form comforting his kids or explaining it to them.

Thea silently wept as she stood in front of her mother's grave with her brother clinging onto her, neither of them knowing their lives would be so much different from that moment on without their mother's kindness and love in their lives. 

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Author's Note: Hello everyone! I've wanted to publish this for so long. Had the idea for couple of years now and finally had the time to actually write it down. I hope you'll enjoy it. First couple chapters will be time jumps till we reach Prisoner of Azkaban then it's a full ride from there.

-Love, Ally