Before we have anymore accidents You can quote, disagree with, glorify or vilify me But about the only thing you can't do is ignore me
I am still gonna keep writing...
Sarah woke up. It was September the 1st. She shook with excitement, and sat up, looking at her trunk packed in the corner of the room. She got out of bed and into her new outfit, a lovely blue jumper and a pair of loose jeans and her new trainers, as hermione woke up. She looked over and smiled. 'You look lovely Sarah. Here, let me do your hair.' She said, picking her wand from her bedside cabinet. Sarah sat down as Hermione curled her hair along her wand, so it fell in ringlets that she put into a ponytail. Sarah looked at herself in the mirror. 'Wow, thank you.' she said softly. Her old english teacher had a fit if she wrote that, but Hermione smiled as if she had just composed a whole poem. Sarah walked down the stairs into the kitchen, where Sirius was making sausages and bacon with toast. He looked up and Sarah saw his face soften. 'You look lovely Sarah.' he said as he put the pan down for a minute to look at her. Sarah stood there for a while, then ran over and hugged him, as she had done when she first met him, and Sirius hugged her back.
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Sirius gently unhooked Sarah so she could sit down and eat her breakfast. He tipped a pile of sausages and bacon with 2 slices of toast, as Harry, Ron and Hermione came into the kitchen. Sirius tipped breakfast onto their plates as well. As they finished, Sirius sent then up to their room for their trunks. Unfortunately Ron decided to charm his to fly down the stairs which knocked Sarah down the stairs. 'Ron you git! You just him Sarah!' Harry shouted at Ron as Hermione came running down the stairs, wand aloft so Sarah stopped before she hit the stairs anymore. 'Ow.' Sarah said as a impressive purple bruise started to swell on her forehead. Harry came tearing down the stairs and caught Sarah as Hermione put her wand away. Sirus took the cases himself 'before we have anymore accidents' he thought.
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Sarah stood on the Platform between 9 and 10, and looked at the barrier. 'Sorry, I am meant to do what!' she said. 'Run between to barrier. Come on, I'll help.' Harry said and he took her hand. The pushed the trollies and Sarah shut her eyes, and braced for impact.
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Last edited by Ruby85; 06-26-2010 at 06:51 PM.
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