Hey guys, so I decided to write this in English too, because I got to know some people who aren't Dutch...But I am so sorry if my English is bad haha
The 8th of March, 1980.
A soft breeze came along "The Burrow" and there was a noise, the sound of a baby, crying. It was Ron Weasley, youngest of 6 brothers, just a week old. But this story is not about him, no, it's about a completely different person.
All of a sudden thick black smoke appeared. It some kind of "landed" by the door. Some of it raised and there, standing on the doormat, stood a person with thick black curls. The person laid down a bundle of blankets on the doormat and put a letter between the blankets. The thick black smoke appeared again and after a few seconds there was nothing else then the bundle of blankets left. Less than ten minutes later Mr. Weasley came out of the door to go to work. He almost stepped on the blanket before he saw it. He stumbled foreward, trying not to stand on it and fell down.
He stood up off of the ground and muttered 'Scourgify'. The dirt cleaned off of his robes and as he walked closer to the little bundle, he found that it was a baby. He picked it up and frowned slightly. He walked back into the house immediately, put his suitcase back on the floor and walked over to his wife, Molly Weasley. 'Molly, honey?' Arthur said in a kind of nervous way. He gave the baby to her. 'Where did this little one come from?' Molly asked surprised. She then saw it, the letter. 'Quick, read it!' Molly said, sounding a bit rushed. Arthur grabbed the letter and cleared his throat. 'No time for that, just read the bloody thing!' Said Molly impatient. 'Yes, keep calm- Hello Mr and Mrs Weasley,
Unfortunately I'm not able to raise this beautiful child. So I want you to do that for me. Her name is Ginny, Ginny Riddle-'
He stopped reading and looked slightly shocked at the baby. 'R-Riddle?' Mr. Weasley said, a little scared. 'Isn't that the name of-' 'Just continue, Arthur.' Said Molly frustrated. He looked back at the letter to see where he stopped and continued.
'-She is a metamorphmagus, so she can disguise as a Weasley. She was born at March the first.
Was signed,
Bellatrix Lestrange.'
Arthur looked at Molly. 'W-We can't keep her...She's dangerous.' He said softly. 'But we have to, we can't leave her alone.' Said Molly. Both of them looked at the baby and as soon as Ginny opened her eyes, her black hair turned red and her red eyes turned blue, looking at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley with a small smile.
