DO NOT READ THIS VERSION:Fixing the Muggle's Mistakes

Why Don't Horses Sleep Lying Down?

I currently sit at the kitchen table with my headphones in listening to Hunter Hayes. 

In the silence between songs I hear Aunt Mara and Aunt Torie arguing. 

"No! I will not be naming my baby Winter!" my pregnany Aunt exclaimed. 

"Fine," Mara pouted. A few seconds of thinking later a smile erupted on her face. "Okay, okay, so how about if it's a girl you name it Rayne? and if it's a boy you name it River?" 

"NO NO NO! Next thing I know you'll be wanting to name it Lake, or Waterfall!" 

I laughed under my breath and the next song started. 

Mum walked into the room. 

I pulled out one of my headphones, and pulled up a website showing the concert that I've been waiting to ask her about for months. 

"Mum, can I go this concert?" I asked her warrily. 

Before my mother could answer, Dad who sat diagonally from me drinking coffee, spoke up. "Why would you want to go to a muggle concert?"

"Muggle concerts are fun!" Mother exclaimed. "She needs to get out and meet more people."

Oh god, here we go. 

"But it's a muggle concert. There are plenty of wizard concerts that she could go to. And she doesn't need to be associating with those people." Dad hasn't fully gotten rid of his whole 'hate for muggles' thing. And I honestly don't think he ever will. 

I got up out of my seat.  As my mother yelled at her husband, "Those people?! You happened to have married one of 'those people'!" 

I shut my laptop. 

My dad seemed at a loss for words. "N-no," he stuttered slightly. "I didn't mean you! You're not like them! I'm just saying that they're a bad influence." 

Picking up my laptop I began to exit the room. 

The last thing I heard from them was, "And you don't think that there are wizards out there that are bad influences?" 

I take it that I'm not going to the concert. 

As I headed up to my room I was nearly trampled as Uncle Fred and Uncle George rolled down the hall. 

And I passed my oldest cousin Noah, basically being harrased by his million other siblings if he could go play with them. 

When I passed my brothers room I heard loud, sexual noises. 

Once I finally reached my room I saw papers and magizines and binders filled with who knows what scattered everywhere while my older cousin Paige gabbed loudly on her phone about her upcoming wedding. 

"You don't mind the mess do you?" she asked me, covering the bottom part of her phone. 

I just walked out of my room. 

Why does this house always have to be such a zoo? Don't they all have their own houses to be living in insead of mine? 

I walked towards the nearest fireplace, laptop still in hand. 

Grabbing the bag of floo powder that was just sitting there, I threw in into the fireplace, yelling "Hogsmeade!" 

I figured going back to Hogwarts a week early would be fine, it's just Spring break. It's not like nobody will be there. And anyway, nobody's gonna realize that I'm gone with the zoo that I live in. 

 A/n Hiii. So it's been like a week, not to bad considering the fact that before the last update I had gone months without updating. Haha. Anyway, I couldn't think of a single thing to write so I decided that I'd just do it in Sophia's sisters POV so you guys could see what's going on with Megan and Victoria and all them. 

To the right is a picture of Whisty. 

Please give me ideas!

Questions: 

1) Should I do chapters in Whisty's POV every once in a while? Or should I just stick to Sophia's POV? 

2) Chapter title? 

Oh and this chapter is dedicated to @dauntlessdemigod because of the chapter title that she chose (which has nothing to do with this chapter whatsoever) and also because I'm really enjoying her username. 

Next chapter will be back in Sophia's POV jus' sayin'. 

ALSO! We have concluded that cold hot chocolate is only chocolate milk when it's made with milk and not made with water. 

This A/n is super mega long so byee!

COMMENT, VOTE, Fan<3

~Megan.