Chasing Fire

Prologue

           

Not only is transferring to a new school is hard enough on a fourteen year old, but now I have to transfer to the school that my brother, Luka, went missing from. I'm not entirely sure what happened but it was a big scandal. I was really young as well when it happened so I'm sure that's why my parents didn't explain anything. Regardless I don't know how thrilled I'll be to attend this school, I'm sure I'll be asked many questions that I don't particularly want to answer. But for my parents sake I'll try to make the best of it and think positively. As we pulled into the train station I sighed quietly and pulled a chunk of my silver hair behind my ear as I put my sketch book back in my bag. I went to the back of the car and helped Papa take out my trunk.

                "Jesus Sprout what did you put in here? Boulders?"

                I giggled a little, "No Papa, just my clothes, books, makeup, hair stylers, cauldron, and food for the animals."

                He shook his head and we walked through the platform and to the train, "So boulders."

                Mama put a hand on my shoulder, I looked up seeing tears starting to well in her eyes, "Ferarrah, darling, do be careful okay? For me?"

                I nodded and hugged her, "You know I will Mama. You don't need to worry about me okay?"

                "I know I's still your mother it's in my nature to worry." She smiled as we broke the hug and wiped away her tears.

                "Seriously mom stop it I'll be fine." I grabbed her hands as my dad looked at the time, "I have to get going but I promise I'll write okay?"

                "Alright, alright one more hug!"

                "Mama I can't breathe." I choked out and she quickly let go.

                "Have a good time dear!" she yelled as I got onto the train.

                I walked down the isles to try to find an empty car so I don't have to be humiliated by my classmates. I quickly seated myself in the back of the train before anyone noticed me and took out my sketch book opening it to a new page before hearing the door slide open. Two boys with equally red hair stood smiling at me.

                "Hey sorry to bother you but could we sit here? All the other cars are full." The older one with long hair asked politely.

                I could feel the nervous butterflies rise in my tummy and gulped looking up, "Y'yes, that's fine."

                "Thank you." The other exclaimed with a soft smile he's around my age maybe a little older.

                "My name is Bill Weasley and this is my little brother Charlie." The long haired one I now know as bill cheerily exclaimed.

                "I'm not so little you know." Charlie grunted obviously Bill pushed one of his buttons.

                "Whatever you say 'baby' brother." Bill used air quoted just to irritate him which made me giggle.

                Charlie shook his head and turned to me, his piercing blue eyes full of wonder, "And what might your name be love."

                That gave me a shock of electricity through my body made me take a sharp breath in, "Um my name is Ferarrah, Ferarrah Busnelli."

                I looked down a little scared of what they might say and Bill rested his hand on mine, "Before well what happened, I knew Luka. He was a year older than me very, very nice. Came to The Burrow for his birthday a year before he went missing."

                "Thank you." I looked up and smiled.

                "For what?" he cocked his head to the side.

                "My parents don't talk about him, I mean the whole room goes quiet when I even say his name. Mama cries on his birthday and Christmas. It's nice to hear positive things about him for a change," I smiled, "And also for saying he went missing and not before ne passed away. It might make me sound as mad as him but I have a feeling he's out there somewhere, just waiting for help or to be found. Sorry I'm babbling."

                "Don't be sorry, I'm sure he's not actually gone. I'd be more than happy to help you find anything about that night, what he was up to, or any clues to where he might be. I actually have the same bed as him. His name is carved in the post." Charlie smiled at me rubbing my shoulder.

                "Same with me, if anything happened to my little brothers or sister I'd want all the help I could get." Bill chimed in smiling.

                "You know I was really dreading coming here but with friends like you two I think I'll be okay." I smiled.

*The pic above is what Ferarrah looks like*