Love, Power, and Memories (a Dumbledore Love/Group story)
"If you love, you will have the most amazing power to make memories that will last a life time." That's what he said to me.
What would happen if one event could change that?
By: Me and Crazy_Book_Lover
I could tell you... but then I'd have to kill you
"Mum, I'll be fine. Don't worry," I had just arrived with my amazing mother at platform nine and three quarters.
Mum hugged me one last time. "I just can't believe my little girl is all grown up." She got that admiring smile on her face, and her green eyes lit up.
"I'm only eleven."
"I know, but it seems like just yesterday you played with mudcakes in the backyard. That reminds me, if you get any cravings, just do what we practiced. You should be okay until the new moon comes." she kept going on and on about my little issue. See my father was a wizard, but had another secret. He loved my mum so much that he didn't tell her until I was born, after that he stayed far away. Only getting to see him on occasions didn't do wonders for our father-daughter relationship.
When I look back on it now, I probably should have moved away from the opening of the platform. Once Mom left I was looking at a new quidditch magazine. Before I knew it, I was flat on my face.
"Oh, gosh. Sorry!" The girl helped me up. Her blue eyes looked concerned. Though something about her expression told me she may not be a person to trust.
"It's ok," I brushed myself off and when I looked up I found her staring."What?"
"It's just, your eyes." I felt self concious. She was refering to my bright violet eyes. A triat I inhereted from my father. "Sorry," she dropped her eyes. "I'm Ashton."
"Same to you. I don't mean to be rude, but we should probably get going, to find a good seat." I kept a quick pace, which she struggled to keep up with. I liked being a loner, this girl was just cramping my style.
"Is it your first year at Hogwarts, too?" I nodded. "Wanna sit together?"
I let out an exasperated sigh, "Sure."
We eventually found a compartment and soon we were off. "I almost forgot to introduce you." My eyebrows forrowed as she took out a striking black cat from her bag. The only mark was on it's forehead, and it looked oddly like a skull and cross bones. "Meet Umbra. Do you have a pet?"
I shook my head, "I don't, wouldn't be able to."
"Why?" She kept her eyes on the black cat.
"Well, I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you," I smirked. The rest of the train ride was relatively quiet, until those boys came in.
Both had auburn hair. The slightly taller one, he looked older, had beautiful blue eyes, even brighter than Ashton's. The one I presumed to be younger had his red hair in a mess on his head, his eyes had more grey than blue in them, but also seemed more mischevious.
The older one spoke up, "Hello, ladies, my name's Albus. This is my brother," he pointed to the other boy. "Aberforth. Some of the older students pushed us out of our compartment, may we sit with you?"
I looked at Ashton and we came to a silent agreement. "Of course," we said at the same time. Boy, am I glad we said yes.