AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welcome to my first chapter:) It may take a while to get into the Harry Potter part of the story, but don't worry, it is included soon:) Enjoy and review please and I will be happy for any mistakes pointed out. No Hogwarts yet but just wait and see readers:)
WingedWolfbloodWitch
Chapter 1-PANCAKES!
I opened my eyes so that I was staring at my starry sky ceiling. I smiled to myself in the semi-darkness as I remembered what day it was. Today was Sunday and every Sunday I go to my friend Elsa's house. To make things even better, today was Elsa's birthday, which meant...DOUGHNUTS! We both loved doughnuts, which was why we bought them for each other every year. I slid my legs over the side of my bed and stood up, excited. There was nothing better than a 'Doughnut Day'.
"Cherry? Are you awake yet?" my mum yelled from downstairs. Now I know what you're thinking; "What kind of a name is Cherry?" or "Did her parent's like fruit or something?" I've heard it all before, which is why I prefer it when people call me Charlie. My mum refuses to of course, saying things like "I called you Cherry so I will call you Cherry!" which has never really made any sense to me, so I just stopped arguing.
"Yes" I yelled back, hoping my voice was loud enough to wake the whole neighbourhood; she says she hates it when I do that, but if I did it when I was lost or something I don't think she'd be complaining. I threw on the clothes by my bed, grabbed a jacket and flung open my door. Closing it behind me, I plodded noisily down the stairs and into the kitchen. It was so bright compared to my dark, comfy bedroom that it hurt my eyes and I squinted in the sunlight coming through the blinds. I squinted and managed to make out the table. Slowly, so I didn't knock anything over, I made my way over and plopped down in a chair. "Mum?" I said in a fake whiney child voice, "Can you shut the blind a bit? I'm being blinded over here!" She shook her head "Do it yourself or there's no pancakes for you!" I rolled my eyes but secretly I didn't mind, after all, who could be sad on a Doughnut Day?! Especially as I was getting pancakes as well!
After I had closed the blinds and my eyes adjusted, Mum came over to me and put down a plate with four pancakes on. FOUR YUMMY DELICIOUS PANCAKES! I looked up at her and smiled like I'd been given a million pounds. Then I started gobbling them up really fast "Thank...Mum" I said with my mouth full of pancake. She grinned at me, and then told me not to talk with my mouthful; she could be confusing at times.
When I had finished the magnificent pancake feast, I looked across at Mum "Don't forget Mum, we need to stop off at the doughnut shop before we go to Elsa's" She laughed at me "How could I ever forget?! We get them every single year!" I rolled my eyes and got up. I walked to the hallway and found my TBBT shoulder bag. Walking back into the kitchen, I picked up my money and phone from the side and turned to look expectantly at Mum. She stared out of the window, pretending not to have noticed that I was ready. "Mum?" She turned and looked at me "Yes?" she said sweetly. I almost exploded with exasperation "We need to go now Mum" I half yelled at her. "Do we?" She said, faking confusion "Oh yes! That's right! We're going to see...hmm...what's her name again? No! Don't tell me!" She fake-thought about it then snapped her fingers "Elsa! Right?" I face palmed "Seriously?! Can we just go please? Otherwise we'll not have time to stop off for doughnuts" She sighed and got up, pulling on her coat and picking up her keys. "You go ahead and get in the car Cherry, I need to get my handbag, I think I left it upstairs..." my Mum trailed off as she rushed upstairs. I rolled my eyes and opened the front door then took the key from the lock.
After I unlocked it, I got inside my Mum's car. It was a bright yellow mini, with a union jack roof, so I guess it was a good thing that today we were leaving early; less people, less people taking photos. Mum always liked anything bright or unusual 'maybe that's why she called me Cherry' I thought as my Mum approached the car window for her keys. Not looking up, I put the hand holding the keys out the window as she took it then turned to lock the front door.
When we eventually got to the doughnut shop, I noticed a bright pink sign in the shop window. "Mum, look!" I pointed it out then read aloud "'Under New Management'?" I looked at her, confused "Since when? We were here only last month" She just shrugged "Maybe he's contracted a sudden illness or something?" she suggested unhelpfully. Un-ruffled by this, she went ahead and opened the front door, ringing the bell. Sighing and not wanting to miss out on doughnuts, I followed her into the shop.