Sapphire necklace

Chapter 1

I lay awake in my worn out creaky bed, restless like a sloth without a tree to sleep in. Cramped in my box like bedroom. Suddenly the front door of my semi-detached house flung open, in that moment I sprung to my feet in surprise .

A voice that came from Bellatrix Lestrange a witch I once quarrelled "Where is the girl?" Shouted the women

"Shush, she is upstairs, asleep, I will bring her to you tomorrow. Please I

need time." My mum pleaded.

"You have until 5pm tomorrow" Bellatrix shouted angrily.

The door slammed shut. My mum started to cry.

I was wondering what was going on, what did she mean

'Where is the girl'. I got back into bed covering the deep cuts on my wrist with a bandage covered in blood and held together with a safety pin. I quietly slipped into bed, drifting of and listening to my mother cry at the front door.

I awoke to the musky smell of burnt sausages. I was curious what the smell was, so I hopped out of bed and grabbed my morning gown then slowly walked down the stairs, investigating the odour and where it was emanating from. I reached the bottom of the stairs, put on my slippers then walked into the kitchen to see my mother eating burnt toast, I guess my nose deceived me, it smelt like sausages from upstairs.

She was just sat there eating burnt toast, she hates burnt toast.

She looked really depressed.

"Mum, what are you doing?" I said concerned.

"Eating darling." She said lowering her head.

"Why are you eating burnt toast? You hate burnt toads." I exclaimed

"Oh. I didn't realise" She replied pushing the jet black toast into the bin.

'Ever since my dad died she has been rather depressed, but this morning she seems to be worse than usual. I think it has something to do with what happened last night' I thought to myself. The event of last night came flooding back to me. My mum sat down at the table with her head in her hands. I turned to look at her.

"Mum, what is wrong?" I whispered. No reply.

I walk out the room but then peek my head back into the kitchen.

"I love you, mum" I said pulling a smile.

"I love you too!" She said with tears glistening in her hazel eyes.