"Can I call you Tori? You know Tori, I'm a great friend."
"I don't get it, why are you being nice to me?"
"Maybe I don't want to see you friendless."
When Victoria Silvers, who comes from a long line of Slytherins, is sorted into Gryffindor her life...
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Tori had practically forgotten the thrill of flying on a broom. Especially since the previous year, Quidditch has been canceled. It was a clear dusk as the nine guard members took off into the sky.
The wind had begun to blow gently as the sun faded lower and lower into the horizon, darkening the city below them. Moody continued to bark out orders, being very careful of their situation. Tori took in an icy breath, letting it run through her veins before shivering.
"Having fun?" Tonks called over from the other side of Tori. Tori nodded, shivering. "I just hope we get there before we all freeze to death." Tonks chuckled, following Moody down another dive.
"Stay high!" Moody barked. "We don't want to attract any Muggle's attention."
They flew through the sky for a little bit longer until the houses began to come into better view. Tori recalled the summer of her fourth year when she had help both the twins and Ron rescues Harry. The only difference was they were in a flying car.
Slowly and on Moody's command, one by one, they circled Harry's house before landing. Moody got off his broom first, staring at the empty street with his magical eye.
"Quietly. We go in quietly." He barked, defeating his entire quiet statement. "What about the Dursley's?" Tori asked out loud. "They're not a big fan of wizards..."
"Oh don't worry," Tonks replied with a mischievous grin Tori had seen on the twins far to many times. "I've taken care of it."
"Alohamora," Lupin whispered, hearing the lick on the door click open. The group slowly walked into the dark house, squinting. Tonks loudly tripped over a can of umbrella's causing Tori to almost fall on top of her.
"Tonks! Silvers!" Moody hissed. There was a sound of new footsteps coming down the stairs and a silhouette of a fifteen-year-old boy appeared with his wand ready.
"Lower your wand, boy, before you take someone's eye out," Moody growled.
"Professor Moody?" Harry's voice called with uncertainly. "I don't know so much about "Professor"," Moody said, "Never got round to much teaching, did I? Get down here, we want to see you properly."
Harry lowered his wand slightly but did not relax his grip on it, nor did he move. "It's all right, Harry. We've come to take you away." Lupin coaxed.
"P-Professor Lupin?" He said disbelievingly. "Is that you?"
"Why are we all standing in the dark?" said Tonks. "Lumos."
Her wand-tip flared, illuminating the hall with magical light. Harry blinked a few times. Tori grinned at him.
"Oooh, he looks just like I thought he would,' said Tonks, brushing her short spiky hair that was a violent shade of violet. "Wotcher, Harry!"
"Yeah, I see what you mean, Remus," said a bald black wizard standing furthest back; he had a deep, slow voice and wore a single gold hoop in his ear. Tori recognized him from the few times she had seen him entering the house. "He looks exactly like James."
