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~ The Heart Never Lies ~
This is Nia Newtington's story.
An exploration into the world after Hogwarts, and my first venture into FanFiction.
Ad caelestia sequere. Reach for the stars.
Thank you to the people whose characters appear in what follows. For letting me borrow them, and for encouraging me to write this.
You know who you are, and without them, Nia wouldn't be who she is today.
Other credit:
Title ~ courtesy of the McFly song of the same name.
Chapter List
1. Home for the Summer
2. Getting Back to It
3. Getting the Crew Together
4. The Hole Inside
5. Best Friends Reunited
~***~ 1. Home for the Summer
Nia had barely said a word on returning from Kings’ Cross. Just like she’d avoided saying much on the train home to the others in her compartment. The other Prefects. Raiden. On opening the front door, she levitated her trunk upstairs, dumped it quite literally in the middle of her bedroom floor and slumped onto her bed. The waft of freshly baked cookies from the kitchen didn’t even cause a reaction, nor did the rather noisy appearance of younger brother Nathaniel from the lounge. The young boy’s excitement at his sister’s return was soon followed by disappointment in the lack of response. Alina frowned slightly, unsure what the cause of it was; Nia usually had time for at least a smile in the boy’s direction. She pulled Nathaniel away, with a promise he could help her ice the first batch of cookies when they were cool enough. Some things, she had decided a couple of summers ago, were best left to her children to sort out themselves. She was close enough with her daughter that Nia would come talk to her if she wanted to, but otherwise Nia would be quite able to sort herself out. And to be fair, that was probably the problem. Finally being free from Hogwarts, and having to face the big scary world out there. Deciding what to do, taking control. Alina had been like that once.
Upstairs, Nia had finally made the effort to move from her bed. Apparently she’d being doing some thinking during the long journeys, and she had now a determined look on her face, her turquoise eyes both shining excitedly and deadly serious. It was very much reminiscent of the look she wore as Ravenclaw Captain, leading her team out on to the pitch. Thrilled at the thought of the game, but well aware of the task ahead. The lid of her trunk had been opened, and she was crouched nearby, carefully holding two letters in her hands. Two letters that had been safely hidden in her trunk for a while, and she’d been trying not to think about too much so could concentrate on her NEWTs. Falling back to lean against the end of her bed, Nia reread them both slowly, blonde hair falling across her face. She tucked her fringe back behind her ear, before looking up at the pictures plastered across her noticeboard. She could be one of them, with some work. A lot of work. She was distinctly out of form with the school Quidditch season having been cancelled in favour of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. A small lump formed in her throat as she thought about it, and not just for the lack of flying. She ran her fingers through her hair, not wanting to think about what had happened towards the end of term with the ball. She tried to swallow the lump away, and instead focus on the letters in her hand. One from the Holyhead Harpies. The other from the Ballycastle Bats. Offers for trials in a month’s time. And now, having sat her exams and fed up of thinking what might have happened, she had some clarity. With a smile, she put the letters on her bed, and rummaged hurriedly through her trunk.
“Dad!” she called, a few minutes later. The cropped jeans and open blouse she’d worn home were laid neatly across her bed, and she was in her Ravenclaw quidditch robes. “Daaaad!” she called again, not hearing any movement downstairs, nor any sort of reply. She ran downstairs, and, as was her usual custom, jumped the bottom two steps, landing with a dull thud. Poking her head into the lounge, she finally acknowledged her little brother, who was now sat in front of the television. “Mucky pup,” she said with a chuckle, noticing the amount of icing around his face. “You’d better have actually put some on a cookie for me, and not just on your nose!” Nathaniel looked up, grinning at his sibling. “I’m saving that bit,” he answered her, sticking out his tongue and attempting to lick off some of the excess icing. As he did so, Nia glanced further round the door to see what he was watching. “Nice choice,” she murmured at his choice of Disney film. Nathaniel beamed at her, before his face turned serious. “No nicking any of the cookies. Only the ones I tell you.” Nia laughed, taking that to mean he’d decorated them all specially. Or had at least attempted to, even if they all looked completely splodgy and like some kind of icing monster had attacked them. “Sure thing,” she answered with a wink.
“You wanted me?” a deep voice asked from archway that lead into the dining room. Nia looked up, to see her father hurriedly finishing off a cookie before Nathaniel’s attention turned back away from the television. He gave her knowingly guilty look as he brushed the crumbs away. “I assume I need to go get changed?” he asked, raising a dark eyebrow at her attire. Nia nodded slowly, biting her lip. “If you don’t mind...” He shook his head, and with a grin headed off to go put on something a tad more suitable for flying. Running her fingers through her hair, the look of determination crossed Nia’s face once more. “See ya later, kid,” she said to her brother, before heading out into the garden.
It was time for this Eagle to fly once more.
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Last edited by hermygirl; 08-03-2011 at 11:33 AM.
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