Disclaimer: None of this here stuff is mine and yall should be damn happy bout that.
"Mum, you said both you and Dad were in the war against Voldemort, right? How did it end?" asked a young girl of 11."You'll learn that in HoM, hunny." A lovely woman replied, not even looking up at the little girl. "But Mum! They never tell the whole story!" cried the small black haired girl causing the woman to look at her. "Alright, alright," she said not being able to stand the puppy-dog eyes her daughter was giving her. "I'll tell you, but only after we get back from Diagon Alley." She rose from her chair setting down her book. "Alright I can live with that." The little one smiled and ran off to get her dark green cloak.
A/N: Okay, I know this isn't long but I really can't help it. Have you ever noticed that your stories look bigger on paper? Review if you wish my dears.