Their Children ~ THR Book 2

It's been 16 years since Clementine, William, Tyson and Charisma were born, and they're all living their lives in school together.
Are their lives all the same as their parents', or are they completely different?

**I own this book but not any of the original Harry Potter Characters. I own all Characters created by me**
***This is the second book in a series so I suggest you read the first book first***

Cover by the extremely fabulous 'Lady Tatertot'! *check her out she's fabbb*


11. Chapter 10

WARNING! This chapter might be a little gruesome, and kind of sadistic. Don't read if you don't like/want to read about violet scenarios. Prepare yourself. Sorry in advance.

Charisma POV

We burst through the door, with only one mission. Kill the 'Golden Trio's' children. William, Clementine, Tyson and Ronnie. That's right, Ronnie is the child of Ron.

'Why kill them?!' You may ask. Because of what they did. Because of what my parents could have stopped. Because The Lord Voldemort died.

I stay at the DoorWay as Mika hits William with the Avada Kerdavra spell. He screams loudly, a piercing sound amongst the shocked silence.

Where is Ronnie?

Surely they've figured it out by now?! Shit. Guess I'll have to hunt her down later. Another scream pierces the air as some Bitch from Gryffindor sees her friends body outside. I saw her leaving and had to do it! I couldn't have anyone telling the HeadMistress.

I raise my wand and scream, "CRUCIO!" Clementine falls to the ground, twitching violently.

I smirk and walk up to Tyson, grabbing his hair in my hand. He gasps in pain, tears welling up in his eyes. He looks physically and emotionally pained. Good.

"Charisma... Your parents didn't raise you to be like this..." He chokes out.

"They killed My Lord. I am avenging him, Gay Boy," I snarl heartlessly.

I flick my platinum blonde hair over my shoulder and blink my leaf green eyes. Should I kill him yet? I kind of want him as my play toy... He's actually kind of hot.

'No' I think to myself as I pull out my wand and yell, "AVADA KERDAVRA!"

He falls to the ground, dead. I don't bother to check his pulse. I never do. I know he's dead.

I smirk, swaying my hips lightly as I walk over to Clementine.

"Bitch," she snarls as she spits out some blood.

I hold my wand to her neck, smiling menacingly.

"I'll tell your father that you say 'hi' then?" I whisper into her ear.

Her eyes widen and she screams, "NO!"

"Avada Kerdavra, Bitch," I whisper as green shoots out from the tip of my wand. She falls to the ground, dead.

I walk out of the room, smirking triumphantly. My job is done.


William POV

I look around, vomit crawling up my throat. The masked people, who I assume were Slytherins as Charisma was with them, have left. And they left a pile of bodies.

I turn to my left and see Leila's face contorted into a look of pure terror.

Then I see Tyson and Charisma.

They're hanging from some rope by the windows, being shown off like prize dolls.

I choke back a scream, but am welcomed by a puddle of bile coming out of my mouth.

Wiping my mouth on the back of my hand, I stand up shakily.

Time to use my secret.

Grabbing my wand from my back pocket and a knife, I survey the room. Everyone is either dead, or almost dead. If I hadn't dodged the spell and fallen down as if I'm dead, I would've been killed also.

I carve a star on the back of my left hand, and add tiny crosses to the five points. I tap my wand tip to each of the crosses, hissing at the pain.

"Avada Kerdavra, crucio, Expeliarmous, Crucio, Avada Kerdavra," I whisper as I tap the crosses. The star starts to glow a bright white light.

A shock of pain rolls through my body as everyone in the room starts to glow a bright red colour. Suddenly and abruptly, the red colouring turns to a blue, and everyone slumps to the ground. The ropes disappear from around Tyson and Clementine, and people's eyes start to return to their heads. They are being healed.

Mother said to save my power for a time when people were in need, but to not heal more than 3 people at once, otherwise there would be serious effects on me. There are definitely more than 3 people in the room.

Again, all I see is Clementine calling out my name before I fall to the ground in pain.


Clementine POV

"WILL!" I scream. He used his power on more than 3 people.

I run over to him, ignoring the pounding in my head and the aching that runs through all of my bones.

I reach him and thump down beside him. I grab his hand in mine as tears fall freely down my face.

"Come on, come on, come on," I whisper. "Please don't be gone."

I choke back a sob as Tyson joins me beside Will.

"Lemon..." Will whispers. "Kill... Charisma."

It must be taking all of his energy to speak.

"Will... Don't leave me!" I sob.

"Will... Let us take you home," Tyson says calmly. I know he's acting like this doesn't phase him for Will. Will feels awkward in situation where anyone is crying. I look around to see everyone looking numbly at Will. They've all seen what happened.

"Someone get me some Flu Powder!" Tyson shouts.

"Wait," I tell him. "I have to do something first."


I run outside, my heart thudding in my chest. I see Charisma, standing on the edge of the stairs laughing with the people in cloaks and masks.

"It is done. My Lord will be pleased," she says.

One of the figures nods in approval. "All of them are dead?" He asks, his voice deep and rumbling.

"Of course," Charisma replies cockily, grinning like a small child at Hogsmead.

And then I see my opportunity. The masked figures start to walk away, and Charisma is left standing on the edge of the stairs.

I break into a sprint with my arms held shakily in front of me.

"Here goes nothing," I whisper to myself as I near Charisma.

And I push her.

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