You're Bill Weasley's twin sister, Y/N Weasley. You were inseperable for years, playing pranks and hanging out playing Quiditch or Wizard Chess. You were overjoyed when the family welcomed Charlie when the two of you were two, and then Percy when you were four. When Fred and Goerge were born when the two of you were seven, you were over the moon to have more siblings.

You went to hogwarts, welcomed Ron and Ginny into the world, got wands, everything. Sadly, the bliss didn't last. At the age of 12, you dissapeared. The whole family was devastated, esspecially Bill. He lost his twin, His best friend, His other half.

Years go by, and he grows up, becomes a dragon trainer, goes on with his life, etc. But something is always missing. You. Years later, at the age of twenty-four years old, he's one of the trainers keeping the dragons at the triwizard tournement. He's talking to one of the other trainers, when a group of hooded figures walk in for the dragons. He looks up, and freezes when he makes eyecontact with you..