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It was Christmas eve the sun just setting behind the buildings, Snow Begining to lightly cover the ground.
Rhea stood in front of the dingy doorway of number 12 Grimauld place
she hesitated at the door step
wondering whether to knock or if it made a difference to just walk in.
In any case she was sure she would be greeted all the same,
suspicious questions maybe even a few spells cast her direction
But she wouldn't expect anything less, given the state of things the order where more prepared then ever.
Rhea Reached a hand out to open the door, but stopped when a terrifying thought crossed her mind
a thought she had tried very hard to repress for a long time now
almost five years now.
Five years ago Rhea had set out on her journey
only thirteen years old
and now she found her self eighteen years old an adult
only five years had seemed so much longer.
She was here now finally here
Rhea felt as if her whole life had come down to this moment
standing cold and alone in front of this little door.
contemplating whether to walk in,
questioning if all those years alone searching where worth the strife and struggle,
wondering what would become of her life after she stepped through this door.
But the one Question that continued to probe Rhea's mind relentlessly for years was
What if he didn't recognise her, after all she hadn't seen her brother since she was all but six years old.
She definitely had changed a lot since then
not only was she much older but all of the years of living on her own surviving on nothing but scrapes of what little food she could find and shelter whenever it was available.
But in times like these people where rarely shown kindness
you could see the struggle on her face.
her electric blue eyes empty looking
Her her long black curly hair was limp lifeless and wild
She was once very beautiful
but now her heart shaped face shown nothing but grief.
Rhea reached out and knocked on the door and prayed her big brother would recognize her beneath her mask of hardship and sorrow
The door opened a small crack...