DISCLAIMER: Simply, J.K. Rowling, I love the Harry Potter world you have created and have the highest respect for it. I don't own any existing characters or plotlines, they are yours. I have used some lines from the book but only to pad out my own fan fiction.
However, my original plotlines and characters are mine so no stealing.
"C'mon, wake up sleepy head," Eliza said as she tugged at the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in. "Mum wants to know if you want pancakes for breakfast."
"No it's alright," Amelia said with a yawn, pulling her messy, ash-blonde hair from her face," I think I'll skip breakfast this morning. I sill need to finish packing my things, but tell Aunt Catherine thanks for the offer."
"Ok, but mum won't be happy. Be prepared for the food lecture again. You should at least eat something, especially since you have a four and a half hour train journey to look forward to with only chocolate frogs and humbugs to snack on."
Amelia sighed, knowing her defeat.
Eating is a waste of time, it only makes you feel sick if you eat too much, Amelia thought. "Alright, I'll be down in 10 minutes. Just let me sort myself out first."
Eliza nodded," Oh and Magnolia's downstairs. I gave her some food because she was really hungry so don't forget to find the cat carrier for when you leave."
She waited for Amelia's nod and walked out the room, calmly closing the door behind her, which gave a slight 'click' as it slotted into place.
Magnolia was Amelia's black smoke Maine Coon. She could remember the first time she received her from her parent's. "A friend to keep you company at Hogwarts," they had said.
Magnolia wasn't just the name of Amelia's favourite flower, but her mother's too, making it even more precious to her now more than ever.
I'm going to really need you this year Maggie, Amelia thought to herself.
Staring around at her large room now lit by the morning sun, Amelia felt the same way that she did when she arrived here half way through summer; unfamiliar.
She didn't know this room, she knew her room.
The icy blue walls were strange compared to the warm lilac walls of her old room, but she knew she could never go back there.
The Valencote House was her new home now and would be at least until she left school.
She had been at Hogwarts for 5 years and counting. Going into her sixth year wasn't going to be easy but at least her OWLs were out of the way.
All outstandings, her parents would have been proud. She never got the chance to tell them her results. They came too late.
At this thought, a small tear gently formed around one of Amelia's deep blue eyes. She quickly wiped it away with her hand, slamming it hard against her bed.
You said you wouldn't get upset anymore Amelia, she thought.
But it's so hard, another voice inside of her answered.