The Life Of Miss Amelia Holmes: The Locket

Amelia Rose Holmes. Is Not your average High school student. With the constant drama of her life and the ever so sudden appearance of James Moriarty will she be protected.
(Sherlock Holmes fanfic)


1. The Argument.

Chapter one:


"Oh shut up Mycroft!” I heard a sharp voice spit; followed by a slammed door. Another door slammed soon after. This was a regular occurrence in the Holmes house hold and didn't I know it! I crept onto the landing and stood outside a door which had a sign that read "keep out".

"Sherlock, its Amelia open up," I whispered hoping for the sound of an unlocking door. The sound soon followed. “Don’t let him get to you! You usually don't. What’s new this time?" I continued.


"Mia' it’s nothing to worry about just disagreements," he smiled whilst brushing his dark curls from his sapphire eyes.  He may have been smiling but his eyes were full of anger and hurt. He always called me Mia; I hated the name Amelia. I could see his eyes flickering, studying my thoughts, as he realized I could see right through his 'brave big brother' act.

I let him be and wandered back onto the landing. It was the best way to deal with him, let him calm down by himself. I didn't like Mycroft, like a brother. He seemed so distant and wrapped up in his own little antisocial world. Though the thing was he wasn't antisocial he just acted so high and mighty, people avoided him at all cost, or so it seemed. As if not under my own control, I wandered over to Mycroft's room. I knocked on the door quietly.

"Enter,” he spat his harsh tone broad. I stood under the door frame. I scanned his room, neat and tidy as always. "I was sure you were 21, not 4." I snarled. He looked up from his newspaper unimpressed

“And what do you mean by that Amelia?" He questioned, sternly. I gritted my teeth as he said my full name.

“I mean, you and Sherlock are always at each others throats. And you always try to stop me helping Sherlock on his cases. But really you haven't amounted to anything and he has, so I think your jealous" I finished. He sneered. He stood up; he was a lot taller than I had realized. I stood firm in my spot until, as he closed the door on me he said

“Get out and don't come back,"



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