"Oh Kennedy.. where are you?" A voice hummed into the darkness of the home.
A quite giggle could be heard through the house as a man dressed in jeans and a long sleeve crept through the small household. The faint pitter patter of heavy feet sound behind the man only to make him spin around to be faced with an empty hall.
Confusion filled the face of the brown shaggy haired man. He could've swore he heard someone behind him. All of the sudden tiny hand covered his eyes from behind and the weight of a child set on his back.
"Daddy! Daddy! I found you!" A high pitched voice giggled into his ear.
"That you did buttercup." He replied with a laugh of his own as he flipped the top half of his body toward the floor as he gripped his daughters arms.
Kennedy flew over his shoulder with a squeal as her dad stood quickly to hold her into the air so she didn't smack the ground.
"Again! Again!" Tiny Kennedy babbled on as she pranced around her fathers feet who had walked forward to flick on a light.
"Alright, one more time then you have to go to bed, okay? Nanna's gonna be here tomorrow-"
Suddenly the front door to his home burst open and in stepped a large group of people dressed in hoods. One stepped forward only to remove his hood.
"Quirinus? What are you doing here?" The man state as he swept his small baby girl into his arms, holding her tightly to his chest.
"W-we have to go!" Quirinus stuttered out of fear as the group began to flood into his home in search for all the goods that they needed. "Now Foster!"
Foster's face flattened as he saw the urgency in everyone's step, only to feel even more deflated when he saw his mother shakily step through the doorway.
"Mom.." Foster mumbled while his mother raced to his side.
"Nan Nan!" Kennedy giggled as she waved happily to her Grandma, Agnes, who quickly smiled to her and waved back.
"Foster my son, it's time. He's coming today. I don't know what time, but it's today."
In an instant foster dropped his daughter into his mother's and raced out of the door in a black cloak similar to his friends. They all disappeared into the air while the rain pored outside and soaked them within seconds. There were many things the group needed to get for Kennedy before her final moment as an ordinary wizard would happen.
With Kennedy in her arms Agnes stumbled in the house for hours to prepare for what ever was to come. In this time Kennedy screamed and cried to her Nanna to put her down but the women refused and had even result in silencing her granddaughter with Silencio.
Eventually Kennedy fell asleep in Agnes's arm while the women mumbled constantly to herself only to stop once she heard yells from outside Fosters home.
Drawing her wand from her pocket Agnes carefully walked into the living room only to see her good friends Tiana and Garrett frantically waving her over to the barrier in front of the door.
An explosion sound in the distance startling Kennedy awake who groggily rubbed her eyes.
"You have to go Agnes! Take Kennedy and go now!" Garrett frantically screeched.
"He's here! Voldemort's here!" Tiana mumbled with widened eyes that matched Agnes's within seconds.
"Now?!" She screamed loudly only for the couple in front of her to hush her.
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Now, Where Should We Begin? (Weasley Twins)
Fanfiction*** NOT A TWINCEST STORY *** "Don't you trust me?" One said. "Do I trust the two boys who made the schools plumbing explode which lead to all of Slytherin house sleeping in the great hall for a week due to a terrible stench?" A girl questioned. "Mhm...
