As I read my inheritance, things started to make more sense. "Let go and get off all of you spells, blocks, and potions" Griphook said to all of us. We all nodded are head because we are all still in shock. Griphook led us to a room before stopping and saying, "Only one at a time and no one can be in the room with us." "We can go in the order from earlier" said Hermione. Griphook nodded his head and led Hermione into the room. It was silent when Hermione was gone; I guess we were trying to process what is on our inheritance test. Then the door opened, and Hermione came back not looking like herself. Then Neville went, followed by Harry. Now, it was my turn, I opened the door, and inside a large open space, with a huge ancient ruin carved into the floor. "It is okay, Rose. This ruin symbolizes safety, and all that step inside of it are protected from any negative consequences of whatever may happen due to a certain action. Thus, if you step inside of this ruin, you will not be driven insane or to death from the overall pain. This will also keep everyone outside of the circle safe from any harm coming from inside of the ruin. I apologize that I can not take away all of the pain that you will going through, but there is reason we do not allow for these blocks to be put on others." I winced at his words and he continued, "Now, you have to lay flat on you back." I nodded my head and did what Griphook told me. Then more goblins come into the room and started to speak in Gobbledegook and I feel goblin magic wash over me. Then I started to burn, flames seemed to come off of my own skin. My mouth opened in a silent scream as my muscles convulsed. I felt my teeth clash together as the water in my body seemed to evaporate, re-materializing in the air. The air in my lungs left in one mighty gut and played above me, as I quickly fought to drag life back into me. I felt darkness at the corner of my mind, just as it sharpened, the darkness surrounded. I felt my body twisting, bones snapping, skin ripping, DNA rewriting itself, my body morphing into something else. My agony seemed to last forever, until finally, my magic left me in a huge burst. All of pain from earlier starts the die down, but then darkness starts to take over my vision.
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I find myself in the arms of a men who has glasses. He said, "Honey, he is here. He founded us. Take Harry and Rosaline to their room." I just realized that this is the night the Voldemort/Tom killed our parents. Mom took Harry and I up to our room and put us in the crib. She leans over and said, "Harry make sure to protect your sister. Rosaline make sure not to cause to much chaos. Also, know that mommy and daddy love you so much." Then the door bust open and out takes Dumbledore. He said, "You betray me and went to him. Now move!" "No, don't hurt my baby. Anything, but them." Mom said to him. "Silly girl, Avada Kedavra!" Dumbledore said at mom. Mom fells to the ground; I pulled Harry closer to me. Dumbledore then turns to us and said, "Perfect children to be my weapons." I looked at him straight in his eyes with angrier. He looked back and said, "You are just like him. I can't have that now." Then Tom appears in the room and said, "Dumbledore, you should not mess with what is mine." "I can do whatever I want to. But since you have here. Obliviate! Imperio! You've heard a prophecy over two kids, born at the end of July, who can defeat you. You kill their parents, now it times for you to kill them." Dumbledore said to Tom. Tom raised his wand and said, "Avada Kedavra!" But the spell bounces off and comes back at Tom. Tom fells to the ground and a piece of his soul attached to both Harry and me. Tom vanishes and Dumbledore walked towards us. He pointed his wand at us and said, "Obliviate!"
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FanfictionHarry Potter Fanfiction A story about a orphan girl who lives at a orphanage. She has anger issues and trust issues. Can someone help her or will they turn their backs on a broken girl?