A/N: I own nothing...except the OCs...The template for this, hopefully decent story, is owned by the incredible J.K Rowling.
"C'mon love get up." my mum called from downstairs. "Breakfast is on the table and there's a letter here for you as well."
"Alright I'm up, I'm up." I called down the stairs pulling on my night robe.
"There you go love." Said my mum putting a few slices of toast in front of me along with a thick yellow parchment letter. We both looked at it excitedly, we knew what was in it but we were still excited about it, about there. Then the shock came.
"Oh Merlin's beard! Mum look at the amount of stuff I need!" I moaned. "This lot's gonna cost a fortune!"
"Not to worry love." said mum patting my arm reassuringly. "Your grandma and granddads have chipped in, not to mention that I've been saving for this since the first time you did magic." There was a moment of silence followed by an eruption of laughter.
I should explain…
You see when young witches or wizards experience very powerful emotions they tend to perform magic without actually meaning to. Well, when I was about four and my great aunt Adelade was visiting mum and me, every chance she got she was pinching my cheeks. So finally having had enough of her using my cheeks like a bit of bubble wrap, unable to control my emotions. I set her eyebrows on fire. Ok, Ok maybe that's a slight exaggeration, I singed them. She never quite forgave me for it though and has never pinched my cheeks since. That's what I call a win, win situation I get to keep the layer of skin on my face and she gets to keep her eyebrows. Everyone's happy.
So after regaining the ability to breathe after laughing so much mum told me to go and get changed and call round to see if Jess had her letter and wanted to come shopping with us to get our Hogwarts stuff.
However, when I went round to Jesses she answered the door in floods of tears. I asked her what was wrong? And she then proceeded to tell me that her dad had got offered a job in France and that her whole family was moving there tomorrow, Jess included. Seeing that she was totally distraught, I decided to put a positive spin on the whole thing, even though inside I felt a crippling agony I told her to not be crying, I mean it wasn't really that far away. "Hell, people swim across to it every year." I joked. "If we miss each other that much we can swim across and meet each other half way!" I said forcing a laugh. This seemed to cheer her up a bit and she agreed to come to Diagon Alley to get her wand at least.
Diagon Alley was a sombre affair. Neither Jess nor I felt much like talking and mum give up trying to make small talk after the first few hundred tries. However, she cheered both Jess and me up immensely when she bought us two beautiful owls from the money she'd left over from the days shopping. "You think I'm letting you take Archimedes with you to Hogwarts!" she laughed. "Not on you nelly! At least this way you two can keep in contact." she smiled hugging Jess before she had to go home and get packing for tomorrow.
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"Ok Charlie, we can go now." said my mum taking my hand and running with me through the barrier to platform nine and three quarters.
"Let's go find you a seat." said my mum squeezing my hand a smiling weakly at me once we made it through the barrier to the platform.
"OK." I said.
So I went on to the train and at the bottom of the train I found an empty compartment. So after a long struggle trying to get my luggage onto the wrack I went out to say bye to mum.
"Find a compartment alright?" she asked when I got to her.
"Yeah." I said looking around at all the mothers and fathers hugging and kissing their children goodbye before they boarded the train.
"You'll write to me every week won't you?" She said drawing my attention away from the scene around us. As I looked up at mum though I seen she had tears in her eyes.
'I've been an ass' I thought to myself viciously. I'd been so wrapped up in the misery of loosing Jess that I didn't even enjoy the last month I had with mum, I mainly kept to myself to myself in my room writing letters to Jess everyday.
"Of course I will!" I said throwing my arms around her and giving her the biggest hug I could, in the attempt to apologise for being such an ass. "Mum I'm so sorry about being such a pain this last month." I said.
"It's fine honey." she said. "You're almost a teenager I should start getting use to it." she said giving a watery smile. I gave her another hug as the train was sounding.
I ran for the train, running so fast that I didn't see a trolley coming towards me and knocking me to the ground.
"I am so sorry." said a red haired boy putting out his hand to help me up.
"It's ok." I said staring into his eyes.
"FRED! Get a move on or you're going to miss the train!" Shouted a plump red haired woman coming running at us causing us to break our gaze. So we ran for the train getting caught up in the crowd of people I lost him.
Finding my compartment I sat down and nursed my knee which was aching uncomfortably, I then looked out the window and saw my mum standing at the window waving and still smiling that watery smile. I waved back fighting back the tears that was coming from both the pain in my knee and from been separated from my mum, in the past month I'd been separated from two of the people who meant the most of me. 'This was not fair' I thought bitterly to myself.
The train started to move out of the platform and I waved more and more frantically at mum until I could no longer see her then throwing myself back onto the seat I let the pain and misery over whelm me and began to cry…
A/N: Sorry if this was a bit depressing but I promise it'll improve …I hope…Please rate and review thank you ^^