Hey! Here's the first chapter of Kisses Behind the Portrait Door, AGAIN! That's right, I've RE-edited the chapters!! W00t! Enjoy!! Please review!
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"We're moving!" My mom yelled excitedly as she bounded into my room. I turned my ipod off and sat straight up from my comfortable position on my bed.
"And we are excited about this why? It's not like we haven't moved before," I asked, a questioning look on my face.
"Because of where we're moving," she answered, sitting down on my bed.
"And that would be….."
"Back to England! You'll be going to Hogwarts again!" My jaw dropped. Hogwarts?
"Oh my gods, Momma!" I yelled, practically tackling her on the bed in a bone-crushing hug. I was so happy. Hogwarts was the only school that I truly felt like I belonged at. I went there in my first year, but because of the rising conflict with Voldemort, my mother thought it would be best for us to leave England to protect me. From there, I went to the Salem Witches' Institute for two years. Once Momma was sure that the Dark Lord was really gone, we came back and I went to Hogwarts for my fourth and fifth years. Then my mom got a new job. She started working for the Department of International Magical Cooperation and was posted in France. So we had to move, again, and I had spent the last year attending Beauxbatons, which, I must say, is a beautiful school, but nothing compared to Hogwarts.
"When do we leave?" I asked, jumping up. I grabbed my wand from next to my bed and began to levitate things over to my large trunk near the door.
"Hold your horses there, little one," my mom said, grabbing her own wand and putting my things down. "You can begin packing in the morning. We leave in four days."
"Four days! That's really fast! What about a house?"
"Don't worry about it. We've got to get there soon, in time to head to Diagon Alley to pick up your supplies; we've got to get you all new everything . And the house is taken care of. We're moving back into our old house. It still belongs to us, so we're just going to go back like we never left."
I had to go hug her again. "Oh Momma, I'm so happy. We're finally going home! But why?"
"Well, I knew that you never were truly happy, except at Hogwarts, so I Flooed over to the Ministry and told them that we wanted to go back to England, or I'd quit. So they reassigned me right away. Now, we need to get downstairs, it's about supper time. Then you can come up here and owl everyone in the world you can think of, and begin packing." I hugged her once more and together we made our way out towards the kitchen of our small apartment.
I stood on platform nine and three-quarters, waiting to board the Express, while my mother went over everything I would need for the fifteenth time. When she was finally convinced that I wasn't forgetting anything, she allowed the porter to take my trunks, while I held my two pets, a white cat named Leila, and a tawny owl, Hawkeye. I hugged and kissed my mother goodbye and boarded the train.
Attempting to find a quiet compartment, I ended up searching through what seemed like every corner of the train until I found one. I sat Hawkeye's cage down and opened it so he could stretch his wings and rest. Leila went immediately over to the corner to curl up, and after a moment or two, Hawkeye settled down right next to her and they slept together. I desperately wanted to be back at school, hoping to see some people that I knew and loved, so I went ahead and changed into my brand new uniform and robes. Then I settled down into the comfy bench and pulled out my ipod, which I had enchanted to stay continually charged and work even at Hogwarts. I knew that I wasn't really supposed to, but I can't live without my music. Sometimes the quiet bothers me.
I reached into my bag and retrieved my quill, along with the journal that my best friend at Beauxbatons, Nicolette Ames, bought me as a going away present. It was a pale blue with my name written on it in silver calligraphy.
I'm so nervous. What if no one remembers me? That would be crazy, I've only been gone a year. I wonder what new things I'll encounter this year. I wonder who I'll meet. I hope HE's there. The last time I saw him, he was beginning his training as a professor for the Charms class. I can still remember the way he looked the day I left. I caught a glimpse of him walking across the front lawn as I got into the carriage to head to the station. He had taken off his robe because it was warm outside, and was left wearing a plain white t-shirt and some faded jeans. He ran over to the carriages to say goodbye to Harry and Hermione, who were also training to be teachers and were heading out early with all the students. His shaggy red hair was blowing in the breeze as he made his way over to me. He knew I was moving again, and wanted to say goodbye. He had helped me pass my OWLsthat year, (I got 13). We had become sort of close friends. I told him where I was going and that I'd hoped that I'd be back at Hogwarts, because I felt it was my true home. He understood what I was talking about. I hugged him goodbye, never really wanting to let go, I'd had such a crush on him for so long. Then I had to go. Well, that's the end of my reminiscing about my perfect man. The lunch tray's almost here. I wonder what I'll get. I do a lot of wondering, I've noticed. Perhaps I should stop that.
The second I finished writing down that last line and closed up my book, the compartment door slid open, but instead of the lunch tray being there as I had expected it to be, it was my best friend in the entire world, Skyla O'Markey. She stood there holding mountains of food. She threw them down onto the seat and screamed as she hugged me, squishing all the air out of me.
"CAMILLA DAVINA MORTON!" Skyla screamed as she hugged me.
"Skyla!" I said, happily, when she finally let me go and I could breathe.
"Oh gods! Camilla! You're back!" she said, hugging me again.
"Yeah, you didn't get my owl?"
"No, but I don't care! You're here!"
"Yeah. Momma said that she knew I was only really happy at Hogwarts, so she got herself transferred back."
"That is so awesome! I have to go tell all of our friends! They'll be so excited. I know Keely will just flip!" And with that, she left me alone with my animals. Keely Ascroft was my other best friend, and a fellow Ravenclaw. I couldn't wait to be back in my house with all my friends.
I looked over across the compartment to where Skyla had left all the food. I spied a yummy looking tart. I reached over and picked it up, but before I could plop into my mouth, the door slid open once again, and I dropped the tart at seeing who it was.
"Hermione?" I said, getting up and hugging her. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was on my way to Hogwarts with everyone else, and I heard you were back. You don't think I could let my favorite Ravenclaw get by without saying hello, do you? Speaking of which, they made me head of the house."
"Of Ravenclaw? Hermione Granger, I'm…" But before I could finish my sentence she held up her left hand and silenced me with the diamond on it.
"Actually, it's Hermione Potter now."
"Potter? Did you?"
"Yes. Harry and I got married this past summer."
"Ah, newlyweds! Are you both teaching?"
"Yes. I've got Transfiguration and Harry's teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"I always thought that that would be good for you." Why didn't she mention him though? He was there training. Did he not make it through? Did something happen? I was just about to ask her when she suddenly stood up.
"Well, the train is going to be there any minute now, so I should go get Harry's and my trunks. He's already at Hogwarts; I was just picking up a few things at home. See you at the feast." And with that, she hugged me, and I was once again left alone.
The rest of the trip to the castle wasn't really eventful, however, right when I stepped off the train I was attacked by four of my friends, including Skyla. Teagan and Keagan Delaney, the twins, Keely, and Damien Mercaly. All were friends from my own house. We shared a tearful reunion, and then boarded the carriages for Hogwarts.
Once we reached the castle, I was awestruck by its beauty. It had only been a year since I left, but I never got tired of just gazing at it. We walked into the Great Hall and I took a seat at our table near the High Table so I could get a good look at all the teachers.
Professor McGonagall was sitting in the Headmistress' seat, just as she had been since I first arrived at Hogwarts. Hagrid was still there; so were Hooch, Trelawney, and Sprout. There were a couple of new faces, and then there were the people I was looking for. Harry and Hermione. They both waved to me and I waved back before scanning the rest of the table. I finally reached the end and my eyes fell upon the most welcome sight I could have seen. Right there, at the end closest to me, was the man who had graced my dreams for the past two years. And he was staring right at me! Smiling! It was the man who had helped me achieve all my OWLs in fifth year. Ronald Bilius Weasley.