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“Violet, hello Violet have you even been listening too me?” I jerked my head feeling guilty that I hadn’t even registered a word my best friend had said since I woke up from my dream. Exasperation coloured her features as she continued her constant ever bewildering babble of nonsense.
Chapter two: an Enlightening Ride
Bree was furious and fuming, I doubted this had anything to do with me kicking her boyfriend in the face, but was more likely due to the fact that I had ‘helped’ Sirius Black, not that he needed any help from me. Bree had promptly dragged me off to the disserted, dark carriage. I happily noted that at least Emmitt had been left with a profusely bleeding nose.
Chapter three: Bullets on my skin
Holding my head up I walked slowly towards the entrance hall of Hogwarts, as rain fell like bullets, sliding silkily down my skin. I attempted to ignore the glares and glances being directed at me, focusing instead on the heat and warmth that I was sure to meet on entering the great hall.
Chapter four: Unlike Me
Grumbling I pulled a pillow over my head moaning, deciding I couldn’t be missed, I could just stay here and subtly drift into mind numbing sleep, who cares about the annoying voice that kept repeating itself... over and over again, didn’t it have any manners, some of us are trying to sleep! In all honesty, I was too busy being blissfully unaware to the outside world to give a flying hoot.
Chapter five: Back to normality
I had been awake for the last six hours watching the clock. My mind was abuzz, spinning, furling, curling, and whirling in delight, impossible scenarios clouded my vision- prancing around my head in a never ending march. Every though I seemed to posses revolved around William. I felt pathetic for it but every time I thought of him my stomach began summer-salting in delight.
“You okay Violet?” I nodded my head attempting to shake of the chilling feeling which was clasping hold of me. She linked arms with me a very un-Jemima thing to do. “Dinner time?” I nodded my head gratefully as my stomach let out a blood curdling wail for food. She chattered appearing to be content with my small-one word replies until we finally made it into the great hall and the smell of food overwhelmed me, we both quickened our pace eager to fill our gurgling, grumbling stomachs.
Chapter seven: Date time
Lily, Nancy, and Gaby waltzed into the room, their hair dancing out behind them. They seemed startled by Jemima’s wail and after seeing what had befallen her, Lily skipped over mending her nose with a simple wand flick. Turning her eyes towards me questioningly she whispered in Jemima’s ear obviously concerned with my mental well-being...
chapter eight: The most horrendous day in history
Chapter nine: A Mental Break Down:
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