Post by Audrey Warren R5 on Jan 20, 2008 19:52:54 GMT
“Audrey!” Abby Warren cried as Audrey opened the large oak doors of the Warren manor. This large beautiful home has belonged to the Warren witches for centuries. Not one man has occupied it yet unless they were married or related to a Warren witch. The Warren’s were a very female dominated family. The Warrens originated in Salem, Massachusetts, but were forced to move here to Hogsmeade away from the muggles in America. Large crowds of sexist and power hungry men used to chase the poor Warrens until they were forced to leave their home and hide out in Hogsmeade, surrounded by other runaway witches and wizards. Audrey smiled at her aunt, whose hair had been dyed jet-black.
“Hey Aunt Abby! Wow, I love your hair! It looks amazing. Is there any particular reason you got it done?” Audrey asked, hugging her aunt tightly. “I just needed a change. I was starting to see so much blonde hair lingering around this old place it was scaring me.” Abby said amusedly. Abby was the middle child amongst the three sisters. Audrey’s mother was the oldest, being thirty years old. Then came Abby, and then came Alyssa, who was only Audrey’s half-aunt. But Audrey loved them all the same despite their differences. They were the perfect idea of the perfect sisters, although Audrey knew that was not always so. Back when the three sisters were in Hogwarts, things were much different. Each sister had exactly five years of difference between them, so they never really got a chance to really bond until they graduated from Hogwarts. Being a Ravenclaw, her mother wasn’t the most popular of the lot. She was studious and decently responsible, but she allowed herself to fall into ‘that damned trap called love’, so she had to struggle with Audrey during her last two years at school. She was known by many as ‘the girl who got pregnant’. Abby used to be the biggest rebel of them all, dating around and never settling. That’s pretty much what she does now, only she’s much more sophisticated and responsible about it. She’s an advice columnist, so Audrey always comes to her aunt Abby for advice. Her aunt Aly (short for Alyssa) was the youngest. She was only Audrey’s half aunt, but she loved her just the same. She was very rebellious as well, and has fallen into a deep hole of trouble when she was in her late Hogwarts years. “Audrey dear, I wish we could stick around, but we all have to go off to the Ministry today. We’ve got some business to take care of.” She said in that familiar mysterious voice that always got Audrey angry. Why couldn’t they just tell her what they were doing?
Audrey sighed. She put her things down and watched as her aunt disappeared with a loud crack. There was no point in staying here now. Audrey glanced back at the manor one more time and walked out again, headed for the three broomsticks. She walked in and noticed that the place was crowded…again. There was only one free seat left, and that was across from a girl who looked just about her age. She approached the girl nervously. She didn’t want to intrude on the girl’s privacy or anything, but she just needed a seat for a bit. “Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?” She said shyly.
“Hey Aunt Abby! Wow, I love your hair! It looks amazing. Is there any particular reason you got it done?” Audrey asked, hugging her aunt tightly. “I just needed a change. I was starting to see so much blonde hair lingering around this old place it was scaring me.” Abby said amusedly. Abby was the middle child amongst the three sisters. Audrey’s mother was the oldest, being thirty years old. Then came Abby, and then came Alyssa, who was only Audrey’s half-aunt. But Audrey loved them all the same despite their differences. They were the perfect idea of the perfect sisters, although Audrey knew that was not always so. Back when the three sisters were in Hogwarts, things were much different. Each sister had exactly five years of difference between them, so they never really got a chance to really bond until they graduated from Hogwarts. Being a Ravenclaw, her mother wasn’t the most popular of the lot. She was studious and decently responsible, but she allowed herself to fall into ‘that damned trap called love’, so she had to struggle with Audrey during her last two years at school. She was known by many as ‘the girl who got pregnant’. Abby used to be the biggest rebel of them all, dating around and never settling. That’s pretty much what she does now, only she’s much more sophisticated and responsible about it. She’s an advice columnist, so Audrey always comes to her aunt Abby for advice. Her aunt Aly (short for Alyssa) was the youngest. She was only Audrey’s half aunt, but she loved her just the same. She was very rebellious as well, and has fallen into a deep hole of trouble when she was in her late Hogwarts years. “Audrey dear, I wish we could stick around, but we all have to go off to the Ministry today. We’ve got some business to take care of.” She said in that familiar mysterious voice that always got Audrey angry. Why couldn’t they just tell her what they were doing?
Audrey sighed. She put her things down and watched as her aunt disappeared with a loud crack. There was no point in staying here now. Audrey glanced back at the manor one more time and walked out again, headed for the three broomsticks. She walked in and noticed that the place was crowded…again. There was only one free seat left, and that was across from a girl who looked just about her age. She approached the girl nervously. She didn’t want to intrude on the girl’s privacy or anything, but she just needed a seat for a bit. “Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?” She said shyly.