Music. Sad, slow music again. I walked forward and another coffin was on a table. I walked forward and saw someone I'd seen a thousand times before.

Fred.

Same suit, same pin, same look. Face with the ghost of a laugh. Eyes drained of life and spark.

I looked down and a different type of wedding ring was on. This was gold banded and bigger. It had one, big, shiny emerald in the center. I took it off and an incription was there

A Love Long Worked For.

What does it mean!!!

George walked up and said the same thing, but a little different.

"This is not how he should have died. Not now, not so soon after your marriage."

I shot up, sweating and panting. I looked around and realized I was in the hospital room still. The Healer was to my left, taking notes.

"Very interesting. This is unlike anything I've seen. Christine, how old are you?" She set her notes aside.

"I'm 15." She nodded and jotted it down.

"How long have these flashes and dreams been occuring?"

"About 2 weeks, I'd say."

"Very interesting indeed." She got up and walked closer to the bed. "Drink this." She handed me a cup. The contents smelled and looked like chocolate.

I gulped it down and immediately passed out.

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Dancing. Lots of dancing. Lots of tables, and lots of people. They all turned to me and smiled. The Weasleys were among them, most of them.

The crowd split and Fred was standing, in a tux, dead center of a dance floor. I began to walk forward, but found it hard to walk.

I looked down and saw the most beautiful dress I'd ever seen. Elegant white, sweetheart neckline, lace, Crystal imbedding.

I lifted up the dress a little and walked to Fred, a giant smile on my face. I reached him and he grabbed my hands.

"Christine, you look ravishing." He kissed my cheek and I blushed. "You look sexy." I countered and he laughed. I looked up into his eyes.

This is our wedding reception.

He leaned down and placed a soft, gentle kiss on my lips and I melted. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I tangled mine in his fiery hair.

We pulled apart and smiled. I leaned into his chest and he put his chin in my head, holding my right hand to his chest and lightly kissing my left.

We swayed to the song that played as the crowd aww'd at us.

I opened my eyes and blinked a couple times. I blushed, remembering what I just saw. Percy and Arthur were long gone, probably wondering around.

"Miss Diggory, I believe I have to test something." She gave me a candy and I ate it. "You will stare straight ahead and day dream in 3, 2,-"

Molly and Ginny walked into the hospital room. Ginny hugged me and Molly did next. "What's wrong Chris? Why are you here?" Ginny asks. I go to talk but the Healer speaks first.

I blink and look at the Healer. "Hmmmm." She nodded and looked down.

"What's your name?" I pipped.

"Emily. Emily Smith." She smiled and shook my hand.

We began a small chat when Molly and Ginny walked in. Ginny came up and hugged me and then Molly. "What's wrong Chris? Why are you here?" Ginny asked. I was about to talk but Emily beat me to it.

Just like my dream.

"Mrs. Weasley, I believe Miss Diggory here is a seer." Emily smiled. Molly smiled looked at me.

"A what?" I look around and see Percy walk in again. "I told you this already, Christine. But, I'll let the Healer do her job." Percy smiled and sat down.

"A Seer, Miss Diggory, is a person who can see bits of the future. You have been seeing the death of-" I gave her a pleading look to not say his name.

"-a certain person frequently. I assume you are around said person a lot?" Emily questioned. I nodded and the Weasley's looked curious.

"Chris, who are you seeing?" Gin sat closer to me and placed a cautious hand on my arm.

"I'll tell you later Gin." I smiled and squeezed her hand. I turned back to Emily as a cue to continue. She nodded and continued.

"Now, you are so young, 15, that you can't control your talent very well. But I cam help there, my cousin is a seer and he helps train young seers to control their talents." She smiled and grabbed a Muggle phone.

"He lives here in London. I'll ring him up." She typed in the number and walked out. I adjusted and sat up more. Molly sat on my other side while Percy moved forward.

"So deary, who have you been seeing?" Molly asked. "I-I'd rather n-not say." I looked down to hide my glossy eyes.

I'm a seer. He's gonna die after we are married.

Molly nodded and noticed it was a touchy topic. Everything stopped and a scene flashed into my mind.

I'm in a car. But not me physically, I'm seeing the whole thing like a ghost.

The car is going down the highway at 70 mph. The driver is a female. She reaches out and turns on the radio.

"Good Morning England. It is July 1st and here is your news!" Blares from the radio.

July 1st? July 1st...

The driver looks to the sides and I see shoulder length blonde hair.

Megan...

Suddenly, a semi truck straight ahead spins out of control and smashes into Megan's car. We spin and Megan hits her head on the steering wheel several times. The car stops moving, but so does Megan.

Blood pours from Megan's head and pools in her lap.

Megan is dead.

I blinked and looked around. I'm still at St. Mungo's, it was another seeing. Molly and Ginny are close to me.

"Deary, deary are you ok?" Molly rubbed my arm. "Yes, it was just another seeing." I nodded and looked around in a daze.

Omg. That was a seeing, MEGAN IS GONNA DIE!

"W-W-What day is it? What month, day number!" I gripped onto Percy. "June 24th. Why?" He smiled and my grip loosened.

"No, no, no, no. Please no! I just had a vision and someone is going to get in a car crash on the 1st. I won't say who because it can't be interfered with. It will mess up the whole fabric of time." I started crying.

Emily rushed back in with a smile but quickly rushed to me. "Christine, what's wrong?" Emily sat down by me. "I had a-another vision seeing whatever." I hastily grabbed onto her arm.

"I-Is it a-against the rules to prevent something if you see it in a vision?" Emily softly removed my grip on her arm. "I'm afraid so." She looked very sympathetic.

I bursted into tears.

Megan is as good as dead. I need to talk to her. See her. Something!

A group of Weasley's ran in and huddled the bed. I wiped my tears and stopped crying. I looked around.The Weasley's were around the bed.

On my left going around the bed, Ginny, Ron, Percy, Charlie, Bill, Molly, and Arthur. I sat up and saw Fred and George poking their heads in the doorway.

I made eye contact with Fred and began crying again, remembering the visions. They looked at each other, nodded, and ran in. Fred pushed between Ron and Ginny and hugged me. I hugged back but flashes from earlier came to mind. I practically threw him to the ground.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed and cried at him. He looked destroyed, but I didn't care.

Serves him right! Who does he think he is, watching me while I shower!!!!

He stood up and Molly grabbed him and George by the collaru and dragged them out the door. George turned and gave a sympathetic look.

I calmed myself down and turned to Emily. "S-So, will your cousin t-teach me?" I sniffled. She rubbed my arm and nodded with a big smile.

"His name is Sherlock Holmes. Have you heard of him?" I froze.

Oh my Godric. Sherlock Holmes? My uncle?

"D-Does he live at 221B Baker Street by any chance?" She looked a little confused.

"Yes, he does. How did you know?" I looked around Ginny, Ron, Percy, Charlie, Bill, and Arthur looked confused.

"He's my uncle, well, I guess not actual uncle. He was my half uncle on my mum's side. But she's not really my mum, but he always said to call him unc-" I started rambling and Gin covered my mouth.

I stuck out my tounge and licked her and she pulled away with a squeal and wiped it on my shoulder as we both giggled. I turned back to Emily and she hugged me, her long black hair flinging everywhere.

I hugged back, slightly confused. She pulled back and smiled.
"So, you're my first cousin, once removed, but just say we're cousins." I smiled and sat up straighter.

"Alright, he said to hand the phone to you." I took the phone from her, walked out to the hall, and ignored the twins as I held the phone to my ear.

"Curly Sherly?" My voice cracked with anticipation. I love Uncle Sherly.

"Little Christine." I smiled as I heard his voice for the first time in about a year.

"Sherly!!!" I squealed and heard him chuckle, I could picture him pinch the bridge of his nose as he smiles largely.

"Yes, C, it's me. Now, how long has your seeing been occuring?" He turned serious after using my nickname.

"About 3 weeks I think. I'm not really sure."

He hmm'd and I could picture him pacing. "Alright, C, tell you what, have your guardian, who is she?"

"Molly Weasley."

"Hmm, alright. Have her apparate you to my flat, 10 o'clock am sharp. See you then Little C."

"Bye bye Sherly." And I hung up. I smiled to myself and bounced a little.

"Giddy, are we?" I turned and Fred smirked up at me. I yanked him up and shoved him against the wall. I held him against the wall and held him by the collar.

"Listen here, Freddie boy. You are an imbecile. You are the most stuck up prick I have ever come upon. The fact that you thought watching me in the shower was ok helps prove my point. Now, if you value your tounge, you will shut up and keep your twittish remarks to yourself. Stay THE HELL away from me, you disgusting prat!" I threw him to the ground and stomped into the room, reminiscing on the look of sheer terror Fred had on his face.

"Molly, your twins are prats. Also, will you apparate me to 221B Baker Street tomorrow at 10 am sharp?" I sat down and handed Emily her phone.

"Yes, dear of course. And, I'm so sorry about Fred. I don't know what's gotten into him." She smiled.

"Alright. Emily, am I free to go?" I turned to her. She nodded, sort of reluctant.

I stood up, hugged her tightly and pulled away. "Listen, Christine, here." She handed me a card. I opened it and it had her phone number, address, and other things.

"I will keeo in touch. Bye Emily." I hugged her again and started to walk out. The rest of the Weasleys stayed behind. I paused to look back. Percy, Charlie, and Bill disapparated to the Burrow. Bill took Ron and Charlie took Gin. Molly and Arthur walked to the door with me and I walked out.

As I walked someone grabbed my wrist. I looked back and it was Fred. I felt my blood boil, my eyes felt hot and my hair seemed to friz and sizzle.

"FREDRICK GIDEON WEASLEY. LET GO OF ME THIS INSTANT. I WILL END YOUR LIFE IN THE MOST CREATIVELY PAINFUL WAY IF YOU DO NOT LET GO AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" He let go and looked horrified. Molly smacked him on the head, grabbed his ear and disapparated.

George and Arthur stepped forward. "Listen, Christine. We need to go back in there." George pointed to the hospital room. I still felt raged. "Why!" It came out a low grumble.

George dragged me into the room and Emily let out a small shriek. "My lord Christine. I didn't know!" She pulled me to the bed and sat me down. She held up a mirror and it was Deja vu to a nightmare.

Crimson red, firey eyes. Bright red, crackling hair. My skin was tinted red. I looked at my hands and my fingers felt hot. I flicked my wrist and a small ball of fire crackled.

"Oh my Godric. Emily, W-W-What am I?!?!" I tried to calm down, but started to freak out.

"Christine, I believe you are a seer. AND a Metamorphmagis."

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HOLY CRAP. That was such an epic chapter to write. How did you like it?

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I honestly had so much fun writing this. And I am overjoyed I FINALLY found a place to end the chapter.

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