The past, the present, the future. They all really blend in. Dreams turn to days, days turn to night, and fiction turns to reality.
Gasping for breath,, I sat up in my bed. Shaking and crying wondering why it keeps happening. I looked around my room and see my sister, still sound asleep. I rolled out of bed and continued to pack. Tomorrow is my first day back. I was a 5th year, but I hadn't been to school in a year. After my mother's death, my sister and I took a year off. Thinking about the past, I put my mom's sweatshirt on and checked my things one last time.
I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. My head was spinning thinking about my mom. I saw it all over and over again. My mom standing there with my dad standing over her. I hadn't seen my dad since, but I remembered the mark on his arm so vividly. The skull at the top, the snake around it, everything seemed to be coming back. NO. This year was going to be different. It had to be.
Tossing and turning, finally, I fell asleep. It was going to be a long year.
It hadn't been long, but I woke to my sister excitingly pushing me. "One more day! One more day till Hogwarts." I rolled back out of bed and put my clothes on. I walked down the long stair case and into the kitchen where Molly was making food.
"Morning girls!" Molly shout whispered. I looked around to notice that no one else was up yet. "Where are the boys?" I questioned as putting on a apron to begin making food. "Oh still sleeping. You know our boys, they don't get up till you make them."
"Or till they smell food.." Kaylie added while grabbing the eggs from the fridge.
Kaylie and I had been staying there for a year now. The Weasleys had always been a second family for us, and when our mom died they took us in without a second thought. Of course the house started getting crowed when Harry and Hermione stayed, but I didn't mind. After all, any chance to be in a house with Harry, I would take.
I handed Molly the eggs, and headed back up the stairs to wake the boys. Walking into Ron's room, I saw Harry fast asleep on the floor, and Ron nearby sleeping against his bed. Idiots, but cute ones, I thought while hitting Ron's foot with mine. He sleepily looked and me, then the clock, then back at me.
"Why'd ya get me up this early" Ron questioned. He looked back at the clock and read 5. "Had to, you both gotta come help make breakfast." I explained while tapping Harry's face. He opened his eyes, saw Ron's annoyed glance, then closed them again.
"5 minutes and I come back up." I yelled while walking back down the stairs. I heard the door close then open again with the boys coming out of it. They made it downstairs and looked at me annoyed.
"Oh come on and help." Molly hollered and she opened the oven. Ron walked over and started helping. Harry looked at me for a little before saying anything.
"You sleep okay? You look kinda tired." He finally spoke, kind of quietly so Ron couldn't hear. "Oh, I'm fine." I said lying though my teeth. "Oh come'on. What's wrong?" He said, clearly seeing im not okay.
"Fine, but not here," I said while pulling him back up the staircase.
