On the Run

Chapter 1

<~>This chapter is by me! ~ E <~>

Aveline's POV.

Has your life ever been going down one path, when suddenly an event so catastrophic that you can't do anything about it crashes into you and sends you down a different path, one you never wanted to tread? Well, I can attest to the fact that it happens. I'm living proof.

One minute I was a happy fourth year, giggling in the Hogwarts halls, blushing when boys I didn't know talked to me, but now that all seems laughable. Right now, I'm sitting in a small bedroom in a tiny muggle neighborhood, another new house, the 3rd one this month. My family and I had been forced to move every once and awhile since the take-over of You-Know-Who. I always believed Potter when he'd said You-Know-Who was back, but I'd never really realized to what extent, but now I knew. Now I knew that he'd come back to the same power he'd left, which terrified me.

I'm terrified for myself but not at much as I am for my parents, especially my dad, who is a muggle and therefore defenseless. He's a target, and made such by my mother and my older brother and sister. They'd put our defenseless father in danger because they'd joined the Order of the Phoenix. They'd put our whole family in danger, so they could help keep others out of danger. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Sure the order is doing good, but by joining, they're neglecting to be home, going on missions, leaving my father, and my 8 year old sister; Cassie home alone with me.

If the Death Eaters were to attack, we'd never stand a chance. I'm a decent duelist because of Dumbledore's Army, but I'm just about 15, and only have a fourth year education, nowhere near that of the Death Eaters. And my father and my little sister, neither of whom can do magic would leave me more open to attack.

Suddenly, a yell came from downstairs, interrupting me from my morbid train of thought. I scrambled frantically for my wand, which was sitting on the other end of my trashy brown mattress. I flew across the bed, grabbing my wand and fell off the bed in my haste. I rapidly jumped up from the floor and ran downstairs, my feet flying behind me as I sprinted. I slide over the side of the banister to get down the stairs easier.

I finally dashed into the kitchen area where I'd heard the scream moments before. I steeled myself as I jumped into the door frame, pointing my wand at whoever was in the kitchen.
I was greeted with the sight of a beautiful brunette woman. She was tall, lean, had glistening brown hair and beautiful blue eyes.

A sigh of absolute relief escaped my lips as she jumped backwards in shock at seeing me with my wand out.
"Elizabeth! Where do you get off on making me think there were Death Eaters in our house!" I yell at the beautiful woman. It was just my older sister, 19 years old and fresh to the Auror line. I was mad, how dare she just walk into the house without forewarning, scaring us to death.
"If you thought I was a Death Eater than why in Merlin's saggy brown knickers did you run down the stairs to see?" Elizabeth shot back at me, clearly annoyed that if people came to kill us, I'd confront them.
"Because Cassie is in the basement," I said simply, shrugging my small shoulders, referring to our eight year old sister. To my utter astonishment, Elizabeth just nodded tiredly and walked to the kitchen kettle and started a pot of tea.

After the tea was made, Elizabeth and I sat down at the rickety brown table next to a small dirty window. Beautiful.

After a few moments of silence, only broken by my sloppy slurping sounds, Elizabeth broke the apparent sound barrier.

"So, how was school?" She was clearly trying to take my mind off our position, which was frankly annoying, I'm almost 15 and the more I know about what's happening, the smarter I can act. I mostly just gave her a half assed answer about how I was learning loads, which was complete rubbish, I'd just been taught the 4th year and 5th year curriculum in one year by a very pissed off Snape, tying to make up for Umbi- sorry, Umbridge. He wasn't nearly as evil however. I can almost still feel the words etched on my left hand.. 'I must not join illegal organizations'. I'd join again just to see the look on her ugly little dog face when she'd found out all she could give us was detention.

Elizabeth was starting to look at me strangely, probably because I'd just been rubbing my left hand and smirking rather evilly.

I shook my head to clear it and gave Elizabeth a fake smile. It seemed to please her because she started rambling about her job and how she works with our brother; Alexander. They both were Aurors, although personally I'd rather own a bookstore or library. Alexander was 17, while Elizabeth was two years older.

That was the thing about my siblings, they were both Gryffindor's. Brave to a fault. What I wouldn't give to be brave just like them. It almost hurts sometimes when I think about it. They're the fearless ones. I'm the bookworm. And I'm the only one that looks different as well. Elizabeth and Alexander both have dark hair, blue eyes, and well defined bodies. I'm tiny, only about 5"2", I have curly blonde hair to my shoulders and eyes so dark they might be black. Even my baby sister Cassie has dark hair and blue eyes.

I know I need to stop dwelling on things that don't matter. We're at war and the silly and stupid rambling of a 14 year old aren't going to change that. In fact they might make me seem stupid, and I hate feeling stupid.

My rather pathetic train of thought is broken when my mother and Alexander step through the back door. My mother has long wavy black hair and beautiful blue eyes. She's so beautiful. She's always made me feel extremely self-conscious without even trying, her and her three little clones that I call my siblings.
Alexander and my mum give Elizabeth and I each a hug. A rather tight hug, because in war, you never know what might be your last hug or chance to say I love you.

Later that night, once everyone was in bed, I sat on my old bed, staring out the window at the muggle neighbour's house. How lucky they are to be able to go about there lives as if nothing was happening.

With that in mind, I walked closer to the window, as if drawn to it. The cool window reflected moonlight on my black pants and dark blue shirt. I hadn't changed for bed. I always had this little fear that maybe we'll have to leave in the middle of the night, and I don't want to have to run with a nightgown on.

Something or rather someone interrupted my midnight pining when a shattering of glass blew from downstairs. There was no mistake, it wasn't Elizabeth this time. The Death Eaters have found us.

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Dedications for the lovely cover go to Roman__Empire

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