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MUSTANG SALLY · 05-17-2009, 03:45 AM

Chapter 1

Jerking awake, I found that my blankets had slipped off me and tangled around my legs. I moved around a lot in my sleep when I dreamt, so it wasn’t a surprise to find the blankets off me. I always had that dream every so often. The dream really did happen, so it was like reliving a memory. It was back when we lived in the house by the trees. I loved that house. We had moved out of the house soon after the day in my dream.

It was an abrupt move, which left me puzzled. I had really liked that house and was upset when my mother told me we were moving. We were gone not even a week later. My mother or father still won’t tell me why we had to move.

Sighing, I untangled myself from my blankets and climbed out of my bunk. I wasn’t a morning person, but I wanted to get going now, or I would never leave the dormitory today.

After I took a quick shower and changed into a pair of black slacks and a slate gray long sleeved, I walked into the common room. My ice blue eyes scanned the room before landing on a girl with golden-brown hair. Her bottle green eyes locked on mine and she gave me a warm smile. A smile she has told me once, she only reserves for me.

Loanna Harrison was my most trusted friend at this school. We hated using the phrase “best friends”, but in all likeness, we were. Then again, she was my only friend at this place. I too, was her only friend, but we didn’t care about popularity. We didn’t mind not having more than one friend. We were just grateful for each other.

I met Loanna during my first year. We have been inseparable ever since. Some people liked to make fun of us sometimes because of it. Over time, we have gotten used to it though. She, like me, is in her third year at Hogwarts.

“Ready to go down?” she asked me, getting up gracefully from the couch in front of the fire.

“No.” I sighed. Breakfast time was always the worse part of the day.

“Come on Eli. You always make it out worse than it really is.” She said, laying a comforting hand on my arm.

“Do I?” I raised an eyebrow at her. The Great Hall was a war zone. If you stay hidden, you can get back out safely. But if the enemy spots you, good luck.

Loanna pushed me lightly, rolling her eyes. “Come on you big baby.” She chortled.

Following her out of the common room, we made our way up the stairs silently. I began to grow nervous as we inched closer to the Great Hall. We stopped in front of the door, and I let out a shaky breath. Loanna must have felt my discomfort, and took my hand in a friendly gesture to give me strength. This was one of the reasons why I was blissful for her friendship.

She pushed the door open to reveal the four long tables. We made our way toward the table on the far left, and sat down on the edge, closest to the door. I looked down the table and saw that not many people were here yet. We got lucky today. I pulled a bowl of porridge toward me and began to eat.

Loanna was picking at a croissant when she spoke again. “See. Not so bad.”

“Not yet.” I mumbled.

“You are such a pessimist.” She sighed.

My eyes flew to her face. Loanna rarely sighed, unless something was bothering her. I studied her expression, and caught the dejection sweep across her eyes. Something was wrong.

“You alright?” I asked her, my eyes glued to her face. She wouldn’t look at me and that confirmed any doubt that something was bothering her.

“I’m fine.” She began playing with her bread pastry in her hand, no longer eating it.

“Spill Lolo.” I knew she would cave any second at her nickname. One day during my first year I had been talking too fast and accidentally called her Lolo. She laughed, I blushed and that has been my nickname for her every since.

Finally her emerald orbs looked up at me, a small smile falling onto her lips, before she sighed again. “My father wrote me last night.”

So that was what was bringing her down. Her mother and father had divorced when she was five years old. It was an ugly, ugly divorce. Her father was very manipulative and fought with her mother a lot, even in front of her. From what I know, her father used violence to get what he wanted. Loanna has reassured me that he had never laid a finger on her though. It still gave me chills thinking about how rough she had it at home when she was that young.

“What did he want?” I asked, showing her she could vent if she wanted to.

“He wanted to know if I had five galleons he could have.” She said, shrugging it off. I knew she was trying to brush it off, but I could tell the letter had affected her.

I was about to open my mouth to say something else, when the door to the Great Hall burst opened and about twenty to thirty kids walked inside. The first seven of them all wearing Gryffindor quidditch robes.

My body began to tense up and I turned back to Loanna. She was eyeing the Gryffindor’s too, her lips twitched down into a frown. Her eyes found their way back to mine and she gave me an “It’s going to be ok” look. I nodded slowly at her and took a drink of pumpkin juice.

“Did you know there was a quidditch game today?” I asked her in a low voice. If anybody overheard I didn’t know there was a quidditch game today I would be given weird looks for the rest of the day. Everybody always knew when there was a quidditch game. It was their life. Teenagers were strange.

“Nope.” Loanna replied. This made me smile. Even though I didn’t like the word, she is truly my Best Friend.

Just when I thought I was home free, I felt a hand grip my shoulder. I groaned internally and turned to see who had found us. Chocolate brown eyes looked down at me and I reframed from groaning out loud.

“Gryffindor’s first game today. You coming?” Aleksander asked. To put it nicely, my oldest brother was not one of my favorite persons. By all means, he was probably better than some of the bullies that I have to endure, but he didn’t make time at school any easier either.

“Actually we were going to work on our Astronomy paper today.” I responded. Loanna was not much of a sports person either, so she wouldn’t mind missing the game. Plus I knew sitting in the uncomfortable wooden bleachers while the whole school yelled like lunatics was not a way somebody should spend their day when they were blue.

“You have to go! Otto is playing. It’s his first game.” Aleksander responded, plopping down on the bench next to me. I could already see the wheels spinning in his head and I tried to remain patient.

“Well-”

“You are really not going to go to Otto’s first game? You can’t leave your common room or the library long enough to come support your little brother? That’s messed up Eli Belly!” He cut me off. I scowled at him. I hated that nickname.

“He wouldn’t even notice if I were gone.” I mumbled.

“But I would.” Aleksander glared at me.

“We will be there Aleks. Give it a rest.” Loanna said, rolling her eyes.

Aleksander glanced at her and smirked. If he said something mean to her, I swear I will snap.

“Good to hear. I will ask what the score was, so you better pay attention.” Aleksander teased, standing up from our table.

“Sure, sure.” Loanna replied, as he began walking back to the Gryffindor table. The table he should be sitting at.

He was almost gone, when he suddenly turned back and stopped in front of us. “I almost forgot. I have an extra Gryffindor scarf you can wear, since I doubt you will dress in red and gold.” My brother said, throwing at me a scarlet and gold striped scarf.

I looked down at it incredulously, before looking back at him. “I’m not going to wear this.”

“You have to support Otto somehow! Besides it’s cold outside.” Aleksander said.

“Elliot.” Loanna whispered, elbowing me in the side. I looked over at her and she motioned for me to look down the table. My eyes glanced down the table to see what she was pointing at, when they landed on one of our housemates, in a green and silver uniforms. The game was Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin. My brother’s house vs. mine. This was not going to be a good game. And if another Slytherin found me in a Gryffindor scarf, I wouldn’t be left alone for the rest of the year.

“No. I am not going to wear that.” I said firmly.

Aleksander’s eyes darkened and I readied myself for his antagonism. “It’s just a scarf. I’m not asking you to wear it all the time. Don’t be such a party pooper. Unless you are supporting Slytherin today.”

“I’m not.” I said quietly.

“Then wear the scarf.”

I let out a frustrated breath and wrapped the scarf around my neck. Already, I could feel the stares on the side of my head. This was going to be a long day.

“See you at the game Eli Belly!” Aleksander said and finally walked away.

Yes. This was going to be a long day indeed.

05-17-2009, 03:45 AM	#7 (permalink)
MUSTANG SALLY SS 100 Triumphant Kappa Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Top Ramen plz? Posts: 13,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Danny Logan Edwards Sixth Year x1	Shipper Queen Hippie Quad Chapter 1 Jerking awake, I found that my blankets had slipped off me and tangled around my legs. I moved around a lot in my sleep when I dreamt, so it wasn’t a surprise to find the blankets off me. I always had that dream every so often. The dream really did happen, so it was like reliving a memory. It was back when we lived in the house by the trees. I loved that house. We had moved out of the house soon after the day in my dream. It was an abrupt move, which left me puzzled. I had really liked that house and was upset when my mother told me we were moving. We were gone not even a week later. My mother or father still won’t tell me why we had to move. Sighing, I untangled myself from my blankets and climbed out of my bunk. I wasn’t a morning person, but I wanted to get going now, or I would never leave the dormitory today. After I took a quick shower and changed into a pair of black slacks and a slate gray long sleeved, I walked into the common room. My ice blue eyes scanned the room before landing on a girl with golden-brown hair. Her bottle green eyes locked on mine and she gave me a warm smile. A smile she has told me once, she only reserves for me. Loanna Harrison was my most trusted friend at this school. We hated using the phrase “best friends”, but in all likeness, we were. Then again, she was my only friend at this place. I too, was her only friend, but we didn’t care about popularity. We didn’t mind not having more than one friend. We were just grateful for each other. I met Loanna during my first year. We have been inseparable ever since. Some people liked to make fun of us sometimes because of it. Over time, we have gotten used to it though. She, like me, is in her third year at Hogwarts. “Ready to go down?” she asked me, getting up gracefully from the couch in front of the fire. “No.” I sighed. Breakfast time was always the worse part of the day. “Come on Eli. You always make it out worse than it really is.” She said, laying a comforting hand on my arm. “Do I?” I raised an eyebrow at her. The Great Hall was a war zone. If you stay hidden, you can get back out safely. But if the enemy spots you, good luck. Loanna pushed me lightly, rolling her eyes. “Come on you big baby.” She chortled. Following her out of the common room, we made our way up the stairs silently. I began to grow nervous as we inched closer to the Great Hall. We stopped in front of the door, and I let out a shaky breath. Loanna must have felt my discomfort, and took my hand in a friendly gesture to give me strength. This was one of the reasons why I was blissful for her friendship. She pushed the door open to reveal the four long tables. We made our way toward the table on the far left, and sat down on the edge, closest to the door. I looked down the table and saw that not many people were here yet. We got lucky today. I pulled a bowl of porridge toward me and began to eat. Loanna was picking at a croissant when she spoke again. “See. Not so bad.” “Not yet.” I mumbled. “You are such a pessimist.” She sighed. My eyes flew to her face. Loanna rarely sighed, unless something was bothering her. I studied her expression, and caught the dejection sweep across her eyes. Something was wrong. “You alright?” I asked her, my eyes glued to her face. She wouldn’t look at me and that confirmed any doubt that something was bothering her. “I’m fine.” She began playing with her bread pastry in her hand, no longer eating it. “Spill Lolo.” I knew she would cave any second at her nickname. One day during my first year I had been talking too fast and accidentally called her Lolo. She laughed, I blushed and that has been my nickname for her every since. Finally her emerald orbs looked up at me, a small smile falling onto her lips, before she sighed again. “My father wrote me last night.” So that was what was bringing her down. Her mother and father had divorced when she was five years old. It was an ugly, ugly divorce. Her father was very manipulative and fought with her mother a lot, even in front of her. From what I know, her father used violence to get what he wanted. Loanna has reassured me that he had never laid a finger on her though. It still gave me chills thinking about how rough she had it at home when she was that young. “What did he want?” I asked, showing her she could vent if she wanted to. “He wanted to know if I had five galleons he could have.” She said, shrugging it off. I knew she was trying to brush it off, but I could tell the letter had affected her. I was about to open my mouth to say something else, when the door to the Great Hall burst opened and about twenty to thirty kids walked inside. The first seven of them all wearing Gryffindor quidditch robes. My body began to tense up and I turned back to Loanna. She was eyeing the Gryffindor’s too, her lips twitched down into a frown. Her eyes found their way back to mine and she gave me an “It’s going to be ok” look. I nodded slowly at her and took a drink of pumpkin juice. “Did you know there was a quidditch game today?” I asked her in a low voice. If anybody overheard I didn’t know there was a quidditch game today I would be given weird looks for the rest of the day. Everybody always knew when there was a quidditch game. It was their life. Teenagers were strange. “Nope.” Loanna replied. This made me smile. Even though I didn’t like the word, she is truly my Best Friend. Just when I thought I was home free, I felt a hand grip my shoulder. I groaned internally and turned to see who had found us. Chocolate brown eyes looked down at me and I reframed from groaning out loud. “Gryffindor’s first game today. You coming?” Aleksander asked. To put it nicely, my oldest brother was not one of my favorite persons. By all means, he was probably better than some of the bullies that I have to endure, but he didn’t make time at school any easier either. “Actually we were going to work on our Astronomy paper today.” I responded. Loanna was not much of a sports person either, so she wouldn’t mind missing the game. Plus I knew sitting in the uncomfortable wooden bleachers while the whole school yelled like lunatics was not a way somebody should spend their day when they were blue. “You have to go! Otto is playing. It’s his first game.” Aleksander responded, plopping down on the bench next to me. I could already see the wheels spinning in his head and I tried to remain patient. “Well-” “You are really not going to go to Otto’s first game? You can’t leave your common room or the library long enough to come support your little brother? That’s messed up Eli Belly!” He cut me off. I scowled at him. I hated that nickname. “He wouldn’t even notice if I were gone.” I mumbled. “But I would.” Aleksander glared at me. “We will be there Aleks. Give it a rest.” Loanna said, rolling her eyes. Aleksander glanced at her and smirked. If he said something mean to her, I swear I will snap. “Good to hear. I will ask what the score was, so you better pay attention.” Aleksander teased, standing up from our table. “Sure, sure.” Loanna replied, as he began walking back to the Gryffindor table. The table he should be sitting at. He was almost gone, when he suddenly turned back and stopped in front of us. “I almost forgot. I have an extra Gryffindor scarf you can wear, since I doubt you will dress in red and gold.” My brother said, throwing at me a scarlet and gold striped scarf. I looked down at it incredulously, before looking back at him. “I’m not going to wear this.” “You have to support Otto somehow! Besides it’s cold outside.” Aleksander said. “Elliot.” Loanna whispered, elbowing me in the side. I looked over at her and she motioned for me to look down the table. My eyes glanced down the table to see what she was pointing at, when they landed on one of our housemates, in a green and silver uniforms. The game was Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin. My brother’s house vs. mine. This was not going to be a good game. And if another Slytherin found me in a Gryffindor scarf, I wouldn’t be left alone for the rest of the year. “No. I am not going to wear that.” I said firmly. Aleksander’s eyes darkened and I readied myself for his antagonism. “It’s just a scarf. I’m not asking you to wear it all the time. Don’t be such a party pooper. Unless you are supporting Slytherin today.” “I’m not.” I said quietly. “Then wear the scarf.” I let out a frustrated breath and wrapped the scarf around my neck. Already, I could feel the stares on the side of my head. This was going to be a long day. “See you at the game Eli Belly!” Aleksander said and finally walked away. Yes. This was going to be a long day indeed. __________________ Last edited by MUSTANG SALLY; 05-17-2009 at 03:50 AM.