(Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.)
(This is my first time, so please leave constructive criticism but nothing harsh or degrading. And yes, the beginning is very, VERY slow. Hopefully it will change!)
(Flashback)
Her face burned from where his fingers had touched her face, her rich brown eyes meeting clear blue. Then they were gone, gone with the ship heading too far. She forced her feet to move, her heels clicking onto the cold concrete, echoing into the empty port. Heading home.
((Flashback ends))
2 months. It's been two months. She thought to herself absentmindedly. Two months too long in fact. She yearned for adventure, craving the excitement that she experienced. But most of all, she wanted to see him one more time. Get yourself together Tina She scolded herself. She was supposed to be collected, she wasn't supposed to let tiny things like that get to her. Independence was supposed to be her identification. "Teenie!" Called a high melodic voice, breaking her out of her thoughts. "Yes?!" She replied, pulling herself from her plush covers. Queenie entered the room still in her nightclothes "I'm going to be working late tonight. You think you can handle yourself?" She asked, smirking playfully. Tina rolled her eyes "I'm more than capable. Work overload?"
"Yes." Queenie answered in an exhausted tone. A long moment of silence fell between them. Finally, Queenie spoke up in a hushed tone "You still miss him." She murmured.
"Queenie! I told you to stop doing that! Get out of my head!"
"You don't need to hide it Tina! It's ok to miss someone you love."
"I-Do-Not-Love-Him. End of story."
Her sister opened her mouth to say something, then swept out of her room, her nightgown fluttering behind her.
Tina collapsed on her bed, her skirt that she rarely wore chafing against her legs. There was a group of muggles that had sighted some wizards doing magic. She had to chase them down, obliviate all 5 of them, then fine the wizards who had caused the problems. There was a 2 hour long meeting which she could barely listen to, and paperwork. Oh, the paperwork. Her eyes relaxed and started to shut, giving into the urge of sleep. Tap. Tap. Tap. She sat up bleary eyed and slightly frustrated. A small yet sturdy brown owl was tapping urgently on her window holding a medium sized package that seemed way too big for the little smidgen of fluff to carry. Hurrying to the window, she cracked it open and the owl fluttered in and dropped the package, hooting in what sounded like pride. She picked up the delivery, stroking her fingers over the rough burgundy paper. As she carefully tore the paper off, a smile crawled up her face. He had kept his promise. The dark maroon cover with gold gilded edges and official title made her feel warm inside. She opened the leather bound book, but stopped when a piece of rumpled parchment flitted down. She picked it up, curious and read it excitement growing inside like a small girl before her birthday. She already knew who it was from.