The Pensieve // Fred Weasley

Fred Weasley had always been one to snoop around when he had the chance to - whether it be with or without his right-hand-man, George. So when he stumbled across a silver pensieve in the Room of Requirement, he didn't think much of it.

That was until he found a memory.

Her memory.

It was a short memory. A memory of a little girl with hair as black as the night sky, but eyes as bright as the stars that consume it. The girl was standing outside her house in nothing but a nightgown, staring at the night sky as if her life depended on it.

And just like that, it was over.

This memory held a secret to find the next memory hidden away. And then the next memory. And then on and on until Fred was so encaptured by this girl's life that he was determined to find her.

He had to track the clues to find the mesmerizing Vienna Muse.