Prologue

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Raven

The first September was the most beautiful and also most stressful day of the year. Our mansion on the English country was chaotic and loud, the atmosphere was tense and my parents annoyed me to death. They asked me a hundred times if I had everything - as if I wouldn't have packed my stuff a week ago.
That's how I've always been; organized, focused and maybe a bit neurotic. That's how basically my whole family was, the Fallons were neurotically organized.
The worst was my older brother Max, he was headboy and unbearable. He didn't took the medal off since the owl with his new silver came two weeks ago, he even wore it during breakfast.
It's not that I was jealous or anything but it was annoying how our parents ignored me and my little brother Anthony since.
Anthony attended Hogwarts for his third year now, Max was in his last, which meant that I had to bear him just one more year. After school he would get a super boring, well-payed job in the ministry of magic and I would only have to see him on Christmas.
Anthony was okay, I only ever saw him during the family dinners, the rest of the time he would be in his room. But even at the table he would always stay quite. I knew that he had averaged grades and to my parents shame he wasn't that good in potions and Snape hates him. That might be the reason why he was so introverted since he entered Hogwarts, before that he was crazily extroverted and full of energy, all of that vanished. Maybe I should be worried about him, but to be honest: that was my parents job.
But my parents weren't the kind of people who care much about the feelings of others. My mother was judge in the ministry of magic and she wasn't famous for letting people off the hook.
My father was head of the department for magical creatures, last year he was the one who ordered the execution of Hagrid's hippogriff.
Long story short: empathy wasn't their strength.
That's my family, I was very relieved that I was getting away from them for a whole year now, I wasn't even coming home for Christmas. A year of relaxing.

A huge, black car drove us to King's Cross, the farewell was more of a formality than a family thing and after we turned around everyone was going their own way. I entered the train and searched for a compartment in the back.
I was hurried and my mind was somewhere else, so I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings. That ended when I ran into something hart.
I cursed loudly and looked up to my human barrier that stopped me and of course it was the one person I didn't need right now: Fred Weasley and his twin brother George was standing right behind him.
Both of them towered me over by minimum a head so I had to put my head back to actually look them in the eyes. I narrowed my eyes angrily and threw my deep black hair above my shoulder.
"Watch out where you're going, Fallon." Said Fred and shook his head.
"Get out of my way and stop standing around uselessly, Weasley. That's for both of you!" I hissed and shoved my way through them.

George

Raven vanished behind me as my brother turned to me, he rolled his eyes.
"This girl has problems, I don't know anyone who's that uptight." He laughed and walked down the hallway to find a compartment.
I threw a short look behind my back and found Raven sitting in an empty compartment, she stared out of the window and followed the parents outside with her bright blue eyes. Her black hair fell in shallow waves above her shoulder. She was peaceful, but cold - petrified like ice.
I sighed and followed Fred into a compartment in the front of the train. Our friends Lee Jordan and Angelina Johnson sat in there and Fred already took the seat next to Angelina. I hugged Lee and smiled.
"How was your summer?" I asked while we sat down.
"Great! Well at least before the World Cup began, you know what happened there ... You were with Harry, right?" Lees forehead was in wrinkles and he shook his head, he was obviously worried.
"Yes, he said he saw the one who conjured the Dark Mark, but I don't know any details. Everything went on so fast." I answered pensively, the night of the World Cup was like a gloomy, blurry movie which replayed every time I closed my eyes.
"Does any of you know what will happen this year? I don't understand why they wanted us to bring dresses." Angelinas eyes were wide opened in wonder.
I immediately felt weird, the list of school materials is very long but this year has been extremely difficult for my parents to pay for everything, the clothes for this mysterious event were pretty expensive.
"It must be some kind of ball." Said a female voice from behind, I turned my head and saw another member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team: Katie Bell.
"Katie!" Screamed Angelina happily and the girls hugged smiling.
"It would be so cool if we had a ball this year!" Said Angelina, her eyes were sparkling excited, Lee just nodded but he seemed very distant. Fred started a new topic immediately and he and the girls talked for a while.
Many people think that Fred and I were one person but that most definitely is not true. He always has been more extroverted, he was the one who made new friends, he planned the best jokes. I was just like his shadow.
It didn't stand out that much from the outside but in moments like this one it did extremely.
I looked at Lee, and wondered what might be on his mind. Normally he would fool around with Fred but not today, he looked absent and glum.
The rest of the journey was boring, I partly listened to the conversation of Fred and the girls and stared out of the window.

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