𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 | 𝓈𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓊𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 |

𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢

A person's life can change in a matter of minutes, that's what she had heard anyway. Jacqueline, on the other hand, believed that the way someone's life could take such a drastic turn was through several obstacles and resolutions, a build-up of things, leading to an ultimate- something...

A single action could not change one's life in a blink of an eye, but God she had been wrong.

Not even five minutes before she arrived in Godric's Hollow had a sobbing Kreacher apparated into her home. Regulus was dead, Slytherin's locket was tucked in her jacket's pocket, and the weight of the world rested on her shoulders.

She raced through the neighborhood, her long dark hair flying behind her, looking for the letterbox that read ' Potter'.

Finally, Jacqueline found it. She clambered up the stone walkway and banged on the oak door. When no one came she knocked once more. She pounded frantically, her fists shaking, the reality of Regulus's death just starting to set on her.

The young girl's knocks slowed to a stop, her breathing became labored, and tears spilled over her coffee-colored cheeks. Regulus... her best friend- he was dead.

The door swung open and Jacqueline was met with the furious face of Sirius Back, "What the hell? Do you know what time it is?! Who are you? What do you want?" he barked all at once, his chest heaving slightly.

"Please, I need to talk with the Potters." she gasped, attempting to stop the tears.

Sirius arched an eyebrow, "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not going-"

"Sirius!" hissed a woman's voice, "Leave her alone!"

Sirius's jaw dropped, "Leave her alone?! Lils she just-"

"Shoo!"

Sirius grumbled something under his breath but made sure to send her and warning glance before sulking away, but not going to far.

A beautiful woman with dark red hair came to the door, "Who are you?" she asked softly, noticing the obvious distress on the girl's face.

"Jacqueline, Jacqueline Rosier," she panted. The woman's emerald eyes lit up in recognition, of course, she would recognize it. Jacqueline's family was well known of course, being part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight' and all. Though she did not bear the mark many members of her family did, flaunted it even.

Jacqueline read the situation, "Please, your lives are in more danger than you know!" she pleaded, but if this woman was smart she would turn her away. These were dangerous times, Voldemort's reign was growing day by day, and there was no way of telling hi supporters from his enemies, the only thing that could give them away was the mark, and even then you would could never know.

" Lily, who's at the door?!" asked a man. From what she could hear he was coming downstairs. James Potter approached and put a hand on the small of his wife's back.

" Who's this?" he asked, his eyes not leaving Jacqueline's. She refused to break contact, she needed these people to listen to her.

" My name's Jacqueline Rosier- "

" Not interested!" he snarled.

Her heart dropped, " No! Please just listen!" she shouted as he began to shut the door.

Against her better judgment, she slammed herself into the door and then pushed herself inside. The dark-haired girl fell to the ground, her stocking-clad knees barking in pain as they connected with the wooden floor.

She immediately threw her hands up as they all turned their wands on her. " I'm begging you, please just listen!" she cried, tears beginning to build behind her forest green eyes once more.

She got down on her knees, " There's something that you all need to know," she looked up and her eyes settled on Sirius, " Regulus is dead." Jacqueline croaked, her tears falling freely now. 

Sirius's mouth parted and his wand faltered, " He's...dead?" he whispered, his stormy eyes wide with disbelief.

She nodded ", But that's not the only thing... he found out how You-Know-Who is capable of all this." she reached into her cloak to grab the locket.

" NO! Put your hands where we can see them!" he barked, his shocked expression fading into one of loathing and distrust.

Jacqueline did so, " Let me show you why he died." she said softly.

Jacqueline took off her cloak and reached into her jacket, pulling out the locket. " Do you know what this is?"

They all shook their heads, " This is Slytherin's locket,"

" Merlin." breathed James.

Sirius only shook his head, " Why should we believe you?"

She didn't know what to say, why should they in all honesty? " Because... I'm on your side."

Sirius scoffed.

" Look, I don't blame you for not believing me, but this has gone way too far, and you're a damn fool if you truly think that Regulus wanted this," she said harshly, cursing herself for being so rude to Sirius as she was trying to get him on her side.

Sirius' eyes flashed, " You don't know what Regulus wanted-"

" And you did?" she said lowly," When you left, do you know how much he wanted to go with you? We can't all be as brave as you Sirius, besides what could he have done if he had gone with you?"

The room was silent, they were all staring at one another, silently asking if they should even listen to a word she was saying.

" Please, I can help," 

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