'Come on James you love pranking and so do I!' I said. 'Please she's been acting like she rules the world!' I was talking about my sister Lily she is always acting like she is the Queen and the rest of us are her slaves there to do her bidding. What's worse is dad is always so impressed with her and says, "Why can't you be more like your sister Francesca?" And I'm sick of it that's why I'm asking the master of pranks to team up with the mistress of pranks and prank her like she has never been pranked before. 'Well I will on one condition.' said James, looking behind him at Lily. I was worried 'What's that condition?' I said biting my lip. 'That you won't get mad at me if I can't help but give you a prank!' He said laughing 'You are so gullible Cesca' I rolled my eyes but still had that determination I always have. 'Okay, but think twice before pranking the mistress of pranks' I laughed as James look so confused he could of had a confundus charm put on him. 'Hey Cesca!' Called Marie from behind. 'Yeah Marie?' I answered absentmindedly. 'I was just wondering when you were going to open the door' she said as the rest of my siblings chuckled. 'Oh sorry I didn't...' 'Just open the door Francesca!' Lily shouted in her annoyed voice. I fumbled for the key in my bag and eventually found it. It was a dark green the colour of moss on one side and bright red the colour of fresh blood on the other side. I turned the key the right way up on turned it to the left and pushed the door open. 'Why has everyone stopped? I said while closing the door. I turned around. There was no need for an answer because a trail of bright scarlet blood was lying on the floor in front of me.

I thought fast of what to do. I had once read this mystery who dunnit murder and they made everyone be quiet and went looking for the source. I put my finger on my lips (like they did in the book mind you) signalling to be quiet and I tiptoed to the kitchen following the blood. I was always the bravest, smartest, stupidest, perky and kindest of my siblings and that wasn't always a good combination. I was always getting in to trouble but they couldn't get rid of me because I had the best marks the school has ever seen. I followed the blood and I carefully avoided any obstacle in case someone was in the house waiting to jump out. After what seemed like a generation I reached the kitchen. The kitchen was big with marble table tops and wood shelves. It looked so much like a palace that is where Lily's room should of been! I looked around, then I realised that my mum had been home today. Before I even saw her body with blood pouring out her side i realised... Ginny Potter, the wife of Harry Potter, my mother and the greatest witch I have ever known was dead. I couldn't help it I just cried, cried more than I ever have. I never cried and my brothers and sisters knew that so they were in there in a second and saw what happened they lay next to mum and I crying.