For all those readers that are reading my story, Finding the Moon, you know this story is only being posted because I need time to write another chapter for my first fanfiction. My ideas seem to have his a writers...dam? Not really a block, the ideas are there just coming more slowly. Hopefully my dam will break soon and the words will pour onto a page, or rather the computer.
Anyways, this fanfiction will end up being alot darker then my first, so be warned. And this prologue is about my main charaters mother, just so you're not all confused by why this chapter is about one person and they rest is of another. You'll learn more about her mother throughout the story.
Please enjoy.
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December 1926
"Push! I can see the head, just a little bit longer and your baby will be here." The doctor told the exhausted and weak women giving birth. Merope pushed as hard as she could before letting out he breathe she had been holding.
"I can't," She cried in desperately. "I'm so tired, I don't know if I can do this much longer."
"Just a few more pushes and you'll be done, just hang in there. Push!" The weak mother-to-be pushed once more with all her might and was rewarded with a loud cry. "It's a perfect little boy." The doctor said, clipping the umbilical cord and handing the baby to his mother.
Merope took the boy gently in her hands, eyes half-lidded and fluttering, struggling to stay open. "I'll name Tom," she said with a sigh. "Tom Marvolo Riddle. After his father. I do so hope he looks like his father."
There was a gasp from the doctor between her legs before he said, "There's another one, another baby. I'm sorry to say but you have to push again."
A nurse came and took Tom away from Merope's arms. A cry came from her at the loss of her son in her arms before the doctor said, "Push now!"
The poor exhausted women began pushing again. There were tears pouring down her face as she grew weaker with each push. After several minute there was another cry and the doctor said, "It's a girl, a beautiful baby girl." She cut the cord and tried to put the girl in her mothers arms but they were to weak to support her.
Merope pulled a bracelet off her wrist and said in a fastly fading voice, "For my daughter, her name will be... her name..." Before she could finish, the bracelet fell from her fingers and hit the floor, her eyes becoming dull and her head falling to the side.
There was a panic as the doctor and nurses cried to revived the new mother but nothing they did worked. After ten minutes of trying they finally gave up.
The doctor went to the room that the two babies were in, sleeping in the same cradle after eating from a wet nurse. A nurse was watching over them, when she saw the doctor and asked, though she could guess the answer from his face, "Is the mother alright?"
"No. She's passed on now." He said going over to the two orphaned babies. "How are their vitals?"
"Their strong. The boy, tom, is 7 pounds and 15 ounces and the girl is 7 pounds and 13 ounces. They both are breathing very good and their heartbeats are normal." She said looking at the chart. "The boy was born at 11:57PM on the 31st of December and the girl was born at 12:04AM on the 1st of January. Exactly 7 minutes apart."
The doctor gave a small sad laugh, "Twins, who would have thought. Their mother didn't even look big enough to be having one, let alone two. If there had only been one, she may have had a chance." He smiled as he watch the little boy reached out in his sleep and grabbed his sisters hand. "Their be sharing things their whole lives, at least they can say they don't share the same birthday." The doctor looked up and noticed the nurse holding something along with the chart. He pointed at her hand that was clasped shut and asked, "What's that you have there?"
"This?" She asked holding out her hand for the doctor to see. The doctor nodded at her, "A bracelet, Merope said it was for the girl before she was able to name her."
He took the piece of jewelry from the nurse and examined it. It was made of silver and was in the shape of a snake eating its own tail. It had a pair of emerald eyes that seemed to be staring straight into his soul. It was very detail and life-like, each of the snake's scales clearly visible. It was a bit eerie to the doctor, who looked back down at the babies, "So we have a boy with a name and no gift and a girl with a gift and no name."
June 1927
"How old did you want your child to be?" Mrs. Carted asked the couple standing before her.
"Under one year, so there's no attachments but old enough to not need to be feed every other hour, that would be too much of a hassle, even for the maids." The wife said with the husband nodding in agreement.
The couple were obviously rich, they had arrived in a shiny black town car that's worth could probably have feed the kids at the orphanage for several years, at they could pay for someone to drive it for them. The man was wearing a suit that looked tailored to him and his shoes looked freshly shined. His wife was draped in a fur coat and real pearls hung around her neck and on her ears. Mrs. Cart thought they looked quite stuck up too. "Alright, I'll bring you to our infant room. We have five under one year, two boys and three girls."
"I was thinking I wanted a girl, hopefully you have one that looks similar to us. That would be perfect." Mrs. Carter looked back at the couple and frowned slightly as she stopped at a door.
"I think we do, come in, let's see what you think." She opened the door and let the Sluvens in before her.
Inside the room there were four cribs lined up on one wall with a rocking chair and changing table on the one opposite. the very back wall had a few bins with toys in them. There was a woman in the rocking chair holding a blonde haired little boy that was fast asleep. She looked up when the three entered and smiled at them, saying, "Quiet please, I just got him to sleep." She got up and placed the boy in one of the cribs.
"You can go for now, I'll get you when we're done here." Mrs. Carter said. The woman left and the couple looked at the kids. they didn't glance at the boy in the crib, they wanted a girl and he was blonde regardless, not looking anything like them.
The wife went up to the oldest looking of the girls, which had brown hair like theirs. When the child looked up she smiled at the new people, holding her arms out to be held, but once they saw her blue eyes Mrs. Sluven said, "No, I don't think so. if only you had brown eyes like ours, then you could pass as ours." The second oldest girl was the opposite of the first, with blonde hair and brown eyes, the Sluvens eyes passed over her as well. The last girl was playing with a boy that looked similar to her but with shorter hair, they even looked to be the same age.
She had straight brown hair and when she looked up at them, brown eyes too. Best of all she was the cutest of the three girls, with features that were surprisingly perfect for a baby, same as the boy she was playing with. Mrs. Carter saw the small smile on the woman's lips and said, "This is the girl I thought you'd like. The boy is her twin brother, Tom. We were hoping to keep them together if possible."
"Well, we really only want one. If it makes a difference, we can pay more if you'll separate them." David Sluven told her.
Mrs. Carter sighed sadly as she looked at the playing twins. She wished she could keep them together but she had known from the beginning that it would be near impossible to do. Besides that, they really need the money, they were running low on a lot of things around the orphanage and it had been a long time since they had received a donation or since someone had come in for an adoption. "Very well, let's get the paperwork done before you take her." The three left, they woman from before coming back when she was called.
The paper work took half and hour and at the end Mrs. Carter asked them, "What would you like to name her, she doesn't have one now but we need one to put down on these forms."
"We decided on Lacina before we got here." LUcy Sluven said. Mrs. Carter nodded as she put that name on all the forms. When it was all done they went back to the room with the babies and found the twins sleeping together with their heads leaning together and theirs hands in each others.
"We tried to keep the min separate beds at first but they would always cry and wake the others unless they were with each other." Mrs. Carter said with a sigh. "I really hate having to wake them up." She sighed again before reaching in and picking the girl, Lacina, up from the crib. Her eyes fluttered open and her lip began to tremble as a cry came from the crib. "Here, take her before she wakes all the way up, rock her gently as you go and she might fall back to sleep."
Lucy took the girl and rocked her as the couple left the room. when they got in the car and began to drive away, the hum of the car put her back to sleep.
Back at the orphanage, baby Tom was thrashing about in anger and sadness. No soothing from Mrs. Carter or anyone would settle him down. Eventually he cried himself to sleep as Mrs. Carter rocked him gently. Looking down at him she said, "Poor Tom, now you're all alone. Hopefully you'll be adopted soon as well."
August 1938
"Really? I'm a witch?" The little brown haired and eyed girl said with excitement in her eyes.
"Yes, you are and I would like to invite you to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Said the auburn haired man in odd clothing.
"Are there other schools like yours.?" Lucy Sluven asked with a look of distaste, obviously not liking what was going on with what was supposed to be her perfect daughter.
"Well, yes there is Beauxbatons in France, it is an all girls school but-"
"An all girls school would be best for her I think, don't you think so David." Lucy said, interrupting him.
"Yes, I think it would be better that way." David Sluven said with a stern face.
"But mom, dad, France is so far away." Lacina whined at her parents.
"Well, I don't want you around boys all day, who knows what kind of trouble you'd get into with them." Lucy told her daughter firmly.
"Fine, whatever you say mother." Lacina said sadly.
The old wizard named Dumbledore told them he would ask someone from Beauxbatons to come by before he got up to leave. Lacina stopped him at the door before he could open it and asked, "Sir, may I ask you something?"
"Of course, Miss Sluven, what is it?"
"People like me, us, you knjow, witches and wizards..." She began nervously.
"Yes, what is it you were going to ask?" Dumbledore askede, curious to know what had the girl tongue-tied.
"Well, can they talk to snakes? Because, um, I can. Is that normal?"
Dumbledore's eyes went wide at that, suprised by her question. Only a few days ago a boy from an orphanage had asked the same thing. Though there was something uneasy about the encounter with the boy, this meeting with the girl made him like her, without even knowing her well. But even so, when he replied it was with a grim voice that he told her, "No, there aren't many alive that can talk to them. You are of a rare talent young lady. Don't forget that, no matter what anyone says about your ability." With that he was out the door and walking down the driveway.
Lacina watched him walk away and only when she couldn't see him when he rounded a turn in the driveway did she head back to the sitting room her parents were in. She heard her parents talking with slightly raised voices and stopped before turning the corner into the room.
"I knew there was something wrong with her, strange things have been happening around her ever since we adopted her." When Lacina heard those words she had to put a hand over her mouth to stifle the gasp that left her lips. She never knew she was adopted, she looked so like her parents that it never even crossed her mind.
"Good thing they have a school in France, The farther away the better. We don't want word of this unfortunate... affliction that has falled over our daughter to leak out." A tear leaked out of Lacinas eye, said that her parents, adopted or not, cared more about their social image then the happiness of their daughter. She slowly left the hallway and went out to her room where she stayed for the rest of the day.
October 1945
Lacina was in the wizarding town near to her school Beauxbatons getting some much needed supplies that she was running low on. She was currently at a stationary store buy scrolls and ink. As she was going up to the register to pay, she bumped into some and dropped everything. One of her pots of ink broke open and got on all of her parchment.
She swore quietly as she bent down to pick everything up but before she could grab anything she heard a few muttered spells that fixed the inkpot and removed the ink from the parchment, returning it to the jar. All her stuff then levitated up and into her waiting arms. She looked up into a pair of dark forest green eyes. "Thanks." She told the blonde before her, unable to think of anything esle to say.
"No, problem, I'm sorry for walking into you. I'm Adrian Barton by the way." He said with a smile as he held out his hand.
She shifted everything into on arm, "I'm Lacina Sluven." She said taking his hand, noticing the warmth of his hand. It was smooth but lightly caloused, showing he wasn't afriad to work. That made her smile as him, already like him.
September 1960
It's a girl, congradulations, Mrs. and Mr. Barton. She looks perfect." The doctor told the two beaming, and it the mother's case exhausted, parents. "Would you like to cut the cord, Mr. Barton?"
"I'd love too." He took the scissors from the doctor and cut where he as instructed to. The nurses cleaned her up quickly before giving her to her mother.
"She's beautiful, Adrain look at her, she's just perfect." Lacina said with tears of happiness in her eyes.
"What will you name her?" The doctor asked.
"Magnolia." Adrian said with a smile. "She will be Magnolia Barton."
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