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The Mess Up
One thing was for certain today, I wasn’t going to mess anything up. Today was my mum’s wedding to, what I must say, one of the most handsome wizards. If I was his age I would love to be in my mother’s place today. Now I’m not saying that my dad isn’t cool or anything, I am just saying that the first ten years of my life could have been better.
I went to my mum’s room to finish getting ready. She was sitting on her bed looking out the window. Her hair hung in soft curls to about the middle of her back. Her dress was hanging in her closet which stood open.
Taking Care of Hugo
“Ok Hugo,” I said pointing a finger at my little brother, “No friends over, no leaving the house, and absolutely no magic. You got that?”
Letters From Hogwarts
After the previous night’s events I couldn’t wait for Mum and Draco to get home. The three of us didn’t do much today. But I was fully expecting a yelling at when my mum got home. After all that had happened, we ended up with a broken window and me, an underage witch, doing magic. Although anyone would admit that I did pull off a pretty spectacular Patronus.
By the next morning Draco had repaired the living room window. After I was grounded Willow flooed home, and the next few days went by very slow and very boring. I spent most of my time in my room rewriting an essay I had due in History of Magic, and after about the twentieth revision my essay ended up being two feet longer than it needed to be.
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