I slammed the door behind me and ran out to the garden. The ground was cold, and I had no shoes. I ran to the little hole in the fence and crept out. I knew I should've been more reasonable than this but I had done this a million times before so why was this one different? I ran up the meadow to the big willow tree. My long chestnut hair was blowing in my eyes, but I didn't bother brushing it away, I was in too much of a hurry. I sat down on my favorite spot at the foot of the tree. I laid down on the ground and looked up at the sky full of stars.
You might wonder why I was in such a hurry? Well it's a tradition for me to do this every birthday. In exactly 1 minute the clock would turn 00:00 on the 19th of June. And I would be 6 years old. Oops, I haven't even introduced myself yet! How impolite. My mummy always tells me that I should be better mannered, but I always forget. I'm Salome Lewis, and I hate my name. I often wonder why my parents would give a child such a name as Salome. That's why I always tell people to call me Sally. I am quite thoughtful and I'm always daydreaming, much to my parents' dismay. People always find me a bit unusual because of my way of speaking. Since I am an only child, I've always spoken more like a grown up than a child of my age. However, even if they think of me unusual they are often impressed. Although I do space out sometimes at school in my daydreams, I have excellent grades. I love reading, and I always have, ever since I was a little baby and made my parents read to me when I couldn't.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when my watch beeped loud. This was it; I was officially 6 years old! The stars were unusually bright tonight, almost like the sky knew it was my birthday. Just as I was about to close my eyes, something moved in the corner of my vision. I gasped and my eyes widened. It was a shooting star! I closed my eyes and was just about to make a wish when I heard a voice from above me. "Do you come here often?" I opened my eyes. The voice seemed to be coming from the tree. I searched the branches and found a little silvery blonde head near the top. The boy who had spoken jumped down from the tree just as I sat up. "You know you ruined my wish right?" I said and crossed my arms. It was the first shooting star I had ever seen and I didn't even get to make my wish. I glared at the boy before me. He must have been the same age as me. He gave me an apologetic look before smiling. "I'm Draco Malfoy, what's your name?" I finally gave in and gave Draco a little smile. "I'm Salome, but you can call me Sally. Do you live nearby?" I was curious, I never saw anyone in this meadow. Draco pointed at a great manor behind us. "That's my house. I come here very often to play. What about you?" Just as I was about to answer I heard a voice I didn't really want to hear right now. "SALOME! COME RIGHT BACK IN NOW LITTLE GIRL" I sighed. "Well, that's my mum. As you can see we live right there." I pointed at my house. It was nothing compared to Draco's, but still big enough for a house. "However, I must be going now! Maybe I'll see you again Draco!" I smiled. "Definitely." He smiled back. I ran back home, happier than I had been for a long time.