I was too exited to sleep but after countless minutes ticking by of me rolling around restless, my eyes finally seemed to flutter shut, but do you ever have that moment when you shut your eyes and it's dark and then it feels like a second later you open your eyes and its the morning. Yeah that happened to me, and I couldn't be happier! Why?
Two reasons, 1- It's Halloween and 2- it's my birthday. I'm 11 years old! Of course I'm going to be exited for my birthday. I always get changed before I go down stairs for breakfast, it's a house rule, so I swing my white covers off my body from my single bed and swing my feet around placing them on the fluffy black rug on my floor. My bare feet and painted toes curling up beneath the soft fabric. Pushing myself up I walked to my wardrobe and pulled out black pair of leggings, a pink fluffy jumper with long sleeves and a pair of panda flats. I quickly brushed my long brown hair and tied it up in a simple, top knot. I'm 11 so I don't really need or wear makeup but I did grab and apply my pink lip balm and lavender hand moisturizer. I felt girly today, I don't know why, I just did.
I bounded down the stairs and into the kitchen with a spring in my step only to see it was empty, I wasn't surprised though both my parents are on call doctors and had to go into work last night due to a nasty accident that happened. But as long as they were saving lives, I was happy. My mum left a yellow post it note on the fridge, written in purple marker pen, it read
Cym, Happy Birthday darling, gifts are in the living room. we'll be back by 1 pm , love you, mum.
I smiled at the little note, I'm not the child that never see's her parents, in fact they take good care of me, besides the fact I'm adopted. They look after me and treat me, I'm not spoiled though, they made sure of that. My parent's didn't like it when I made a birthday wish list, they prefered to guess to see if I liked what they got me and honestly, I can't remember a time when they've given me something I haven't liked. I can't wait to see what I got for my birthday.
I entered the living room, seeing the modern colour scheme of red, black and white. I sat myself on the white leather couch with black and red pillows. I looked at the wrapped gifts, one was large and rectangular, one was small and rectangular, one was a medium-sized rectangle, one was a small but fat rectangle and there was a pile of cards on the table. what also caught my eye was that there was a note on the largest one, bright yellow note contrasting on the sparkling blue wrapping paper. I looked at the note first, its read
Cym, your most important present is in the garage, go look, love Dad.
I dropped the note in excitement and went speeding through the kitchen, laundry room and finally into the garage. what could they have gotten me that was in the garage, most families use the garage to store their unwanted junk but ours was for our car, my dads tools and our bikes, that's it, when the car isn't there, it's pretty empty. I unlocked the door and swung it open. I saw the bikes, the tools, no car but I did hear a meow.
A meow! A cat! They got me a cat! I looked around on the ground for a cat and there against the stone wall there was a little cat cage, in it was a fluffy bed with a small blanket was a little black and white kitten meowing inside. There was a note on the cage
Cym, meet your furry friend, it's a boy, he needs a name, choose wisely. Love Mum and Dad.
I opened the door slowly and let the cat come to me instead of just grabbing him. I've always wanted a cat and my parents said if I learned to look after one I could have one, so I started researching how to look after one, learned stuff and I guess now its coming in handy. The little kitten padded it way over to my lavender smelling hand and gave it a little sniff then placed a little white paw on it, he then got closer showing he was comfortable with me so I picked him up and placed him in the bed that was next to the cage. Then I filled the bowls up with Kitten food and water for when he was hungry and set him down by the didn't touch them so I'm guessing he wasn't hungry. I took him out of the garage and held him safely in my arms. He was so small. He let out little meows now and then and purred when I stroked his head.
"what am I going to call you, huh?" I laughed while petting him softly, noticing the blue-collar around his neck.
I racked around my brain for a good name for him, coming up with several ideas then making my final decision. The way he looked inspired my name choice. He was all black with white paws only and blue eyes, reminding me of a character from a book I read when I was younger about a witches cat called Cosmo. He looked just like the little guy in my arms.
"Cosmo, I think I'll call you Cosmo" I smiled petting him gently and admiring his soft fur
I walked back into the livingroom where my present's were, I sat on the floor and set him on my lap, I'm guessing he was a lazy cat because he didn't play at my feet he simply lay down on my lap and slept. I opened the biggest one first and it was a large vintage suitcase. I loved anything vintage, this I love, my parents know me well. It was white and had a soft pastel french vintage design all over, girly yes but I loved it none the less. The next gift I opened was heavy and a long rectangle. I peeled away neatly the sparkling blue paper and added it to the pile next to me only to show a small leather case. I opened the case and surrounded by soft purple velvet bedding was a clean silver flute with gold detailed buttons. I play the flute along with the piano and guitar and my old one is damaged, I needed a new one and this was beautiful It also had my name carved in caligraphy on the flute in gold and on the case inner velvet. It was beautiful. I placed the musical instrument put to my lips forming a pout and blew a simple note checking the tune. It was tuned perfectly, I couldn't have asked for a more well made flute. The cool metal felt right at home at my calloused finger tips from years of guitar playing. I know I've just turned 11 but I've been playing guitar since I was 6 , it was a hobby of my dad's and he taught me and that lead to the interest of piano, the lessons were paid for when I was 6 also and then when I was 9 I became interested in the flute. I excelled quickly in the musical arts and then took up an act for singing. I like to sing but it wasn't a massive passion for me because of my nerves, I hoped I would get over it someday.
I placed the beautiful flute back into its black leather case and shut the lid. The next gift I moved onto was the fat rectangle. I had a good idea as to what this was but could only hope, I peeled away the wrapping revealing the Harry Potter full box set. I loved Harry Potter, since the start, obviously it was released in cinema's before I was born but when I was old enough, I've been obsessed with the books and the movies. I love them. I happily placed the DVD's next to my flute case and opened the last gift, it was a small box, I was a little curious as to what this could be. I gave it a shake and held it up my ear, I heard something shifting about but no rattle. I peeled back the wrapping only to see an iPod shuffle. You're probably thinking, why have you got an iPod shuffle? Well I don't really care about video's as long as I can listen to music, plus its small and easy to deal with so it was perfect it was also a sleek black colour. I took it out of its packaging and took a good look at it, I looked at the back and right at the bottom on the clasp, there was a quote my dad always told me, ever since I was little, engraved on the back.
Music is the worlds greatest love so just keep playing...
I love how everything they gave me was personalised, it was just so much more special. I smiled and looked at the little kitten in my lap. I placed my iPod down and slowly lifted the sleeping fur ball in my hands and carried him upstairs to my room and placed him on my bed. I then ran down stairs and gathered all my gifts placing them in my vintage suitcase along with all my birthday cards. I then folded all the undamaged paper and the ribbons placing them in the craft draw in the kitchen. I then bounded back upstairs and into my room seeing that my kitten hasn't moved from his spot which was good. I sat my suitcase at the foot of my bed and opened it, I took out my iPod and added all my songs on from my iTunes which included Ariana Grande's Album and many other artists such as Black Veil Brides, 30 Seconds to Mars, Drake, Bob Marley and others. Once that had finished I put it back into its case and the case in my suitcase. I then took out all my birthday cards from friends, neighbours, cousins and grandparents and read them all. They all had nice messages, some had money or gift cards which I was grateful for, the money of course was going into a savings account but the gift cards I could spend freely. I picked up all the empty envelopes and threw them in the trash.
I walked across my room back to my bed and I saw in my suitcase, under the flute case was a letter peeking out. It was a light coloured envelope with a red wax seal on the back. The seal belonged to Hogwarts. I got exited thinking this was a souvenir from the Harry Potter studios in London.
I turned it over and read the address, written in sharp cursive, in black ink was written
Miss. C. Solomon
4 Fallowden way
Golders Green
London
I walked to my bed while reading the address over and over, admiring the scripture. It looked hand written but it couldn't have been. It's a souvenir. Now sat on my bed with a sleeping Cosmo next to me, I gently pulled the seal off the back making the letter open and unfold itself.
At the very top the Hogwarts crest was placed, large and proud. My address was on the left in the same print. I read the letter aloud.
"Dear Miss Solomon
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Students shall be required to report to the Chamber of Reception upon arrival, the dates for which will be duly advised.
Please ensure that the utmost attention to be made to the list of requirement attached herewith.
We very much look forward to receiving you as a part of the new generation of Hogwarts heritage.
Yours Sincerely
Proffessor McGonagall"
It was signed neatly at the bottom in an odd yet appealing signature.
Then suddenly before any other action could be made the letter began to glow and it shook in my hands, so much so I thought it would tare. Confusion, fear and excitement were only a few of the emotions currently surging through my body as the fine parchment glowed brighter soon cosmuing me in light only for it to flash back to normal. Only it seemed normal.
I had an aching feeling that I wasn't were I was supposed to be, although I was in what looked to be my bed room there was no longer a sleeping kitten next to me which worried me deeply. A new pet and I've already let him wander!
My thoughts were broken as I heard a smash from down stairs and running. I stood up heading to the door when it burst open, my mother running in with a panicked look on her face.
"Mum? what are you doing here? whats wrong?" I asked analysing her appearance
Here mid length, brown hair was a mess and sticking to her forehead which was splattered with beads of sweat as if she had just been running. Her brown eyes showed nothing but panic and fear. She looked completely helpless which scared me because my mother was always under control and in control of everything. She closed the door behind her and locked it.
She grabbed my shoulders and shook me, looking into my brown eyes "Oh Cym, thank goodness, your okay, it's not too late, you must hide quickly!" She whispered frantically
"Mum whats going on-?" I was cut of by the sound of a loud crash and a groan, one that sounded like it came from my father.
"no time for questions darling, just hide, don't make a sound, I love you okay, everything is going to be fine" panic raising in her voice, she ran to my wardrobe and opened the door, leading me to them and pushing me gently inside.
Tears started falling from her cheeks as yelling, screaming and more crashing noises were being heard from downstairs along with the sound of pounding feet.
"Cym, darling, stay in here, don't move, don't make a sound, just stay safe-" I cut her off
"Mum, you're scaring me, where is dad?" it was almost as if my mothers fear was transferred to me and tears started falling from my eyes
"Don't cry sweetheart" She hugged me briefly yet tightly " just stay safe when it's all over you'll know what to do, he'll find you and help you but for now you must trust me and stay hidden"
"who? Who will find me!" more tears started wetting my cheeks
She paused for a minute looking into my eyes with nothing but a mothers love for a child and complete and total helplessness "I love so much, so does you're father, we both do, so much, Cymbelline, never forget how much we love you and we always will" She spoke as if she was saying goodbye
The more she spoke, fear evident in her voice, the more frightened I became.
"Mummy, where are you going?" I cried
"oh my baby, my Cymbelline, you will do great things, promise me you'll look after yourself and never give up, promise me?" she started to sound frantic
"I promise but mum-" I was cut off by a mans voice, my fathers
"Open the door!"
What on earth? Not only was I know frighted for myself and my parents but I was also confused as to what is going on. My father burst through the door and locked it once more, he then quickly with all his might pushed the dresser in front of the door, blocking it from the inside. All this was too much to handle at once.
My father ran over to me and my mother braced her self near the door, he ran to me and hugged me tight kissing my forehead and squeezing me as if he was never going to see me again.
Why are they acting like this? They're scaring me. Why do they have to block the door? Whats going on? Why are they crying? Why are they saying goodbye?
"Cymbelline" he whispered "i love you so much, remember that" I nodded "my baby girl, listen to me, if you ever feel lost or scared just play okay, don't ever stop playing okay, never let the music stop, sing, play, just never let it stop, because as long as the music is playing , we'll always be with you" A small tear escaped my fathers blue eyes as we looked at each other. I nodded holding him tight once more and breathing in his cologne which me and my mother both loved.
Shrieking and stomping could be heard making my father break away from my grasp and push me into my closet "We love you Cymbelline" They both whispered before shutting my closet door, only allowing me to see though the small gaps of the shutters
"I love you too" I whispered back. They both gave me a pained smile before something or someone slammed on the door.
I watched my parents kiss and hold each others hand for dear life.
Once.
Twice.
Three times for the banging stopped and the door was blown off its hinges
"Where is she?!" I woman yelled
"She's gone!" My father snapped back
"You'll never find her" My mother added glaring at the woman who was obscured from my vision
"then you death should have to suffice" my parents froze "AVADA KADAVRA" My parents were both shot in the chest with the killing curse making them drop to the floor lifeless.
I clamped my hand over my mouth shut trying to suppress the screams that were desperately trying to escape my mouth and call out to my loving parents. I kept my hand pressed firmly on my mouth but the tears however were endlessly streaming down my face making my hair stick to my wet cheeks and my nose becoming sniffly.
Still looking through the shutters the woman stepped into my vision. She was tall and slim, she wore dark clothes and carried a wand. She turned slowly analyzing the room before I could see her face. When she turned fully towards the doors, what I saw made the shock and fear that was currently exploding within me, indescribable.
I backed away slowly untill my back hit the clothes hanging behind me making a small noise of metal connecting.
I froze instantly.
Why?
Because Bellatrix Lestrange is making her way over to the closet in which I'm hiding in but just as she is about to open the doors everything fades to black and I feel like I'm falling.
End Of Chapter One.
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It's a Harry Potter Fan Fic and I'll be going through each book and then at the end I'll be making a crossover with another story.
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