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I couldn't believe it. My parents...Never told me...I had...A sister. They couldn't even take the god damned time to tell me why the hell they left my sister on the doorsteps of an Orphanage on a rainy night. I was pissed.

I laid my head on my sweater that was draped over the bench. I wrapped my arms around my waist, awaiting those long minutes until 3. I looked at the over-sized clock placed on the wall of Kildare Station.

2:30:01, 2:30:02, 2:30:03...

I sighed. I was tired of waiting. And the continuous rain that kept slapping softly on the ground. I closed my eyes in anticipation. It was so dark, I was sure I would at least doze off for a couple of minutes...

2:59:57, 2:59:58, 2:59:59...

I lifted my head slowly as another train pulled up. The headlights were so bright; they cut right through the fog. I turned my head towards the clock again.

'3:00?" I muttered. Already? How long had I been asleep for? Apparently, 30 minutes. I groaned as I sat upwards again. I rubbed at my eyes in loose fists as people descended from the train. I shot upwards when I felt somebody tap my shoulder.

"Are you Seamus Finnigan?" I twisted around. A young girl, around 15, stood straight in front of me. She was a very attractive young girl, with bright red-brown hair and mercury pools of eyes.

"Are you Trinity?" The girl smiled.

"Nice to meet you again, brother."


The sun had just started rising. It was around 6:00. At least, that's what the digital said on the dashboard. Trinity had started messing around with my radio.

"What're you trying to find?" I asked.

"How do you get it to CD? I found out how to work a computer a few years ago, and I may have made you something..."

"Here." I pressed a small silver button, and the bizarre font of the words 'Load CD' popped up. Trinity dug through her bag quickly, lifted out a small case, and shoved a
CD into the slot. Light piano played softly over the speakers in the doors.

"Did you make these? I've never heard them before."

"Yeah. I had a little help getting it onto the computer, but this is all mine. I-I kind of wrote them for you," I was speechless. It was...The best piano I had heard in years. I was so shocked...

"I learned the piano when I turned twelve. From a volunteer at the Orphanage-" I slammed on the brakes. Trinity clutched the edges of the seat.

"Don't you ever mention the hellhole around me, Trinity."

"S-Seamus, I-I didn't know-"

"Trinity!" Tears started slipping down her thin face. She closed her mercury eyes and settled back into the seat. She didn't breath.

"I-I'm sorry, Trin! Look, I just...I...Was never told...And it hurts me to know you had to live through that!" I had started to cry, too. I really didn't notice until my waver over the last word. We stared at each other in a pregnant silence for a moment as I shut off the truck. I pushed my way over to Trinity until she was practically smashed against the window. I snaked my arms around her neck. She turned into my arms and I squeezed her hand softly.

"I-I'm sorry, Seamus...Really. I-I didn't..." I stroked her hair back. She stopped shaking as I whispered comfortingly into her ear.

"Okay...Okay. I-I'm sorry I just snapped like that. I scared you. I know I did." The track changed, and it was a different version of Für Elise.

"When we get home, I want you to teach me every one of your pieces, okay?" I felt Trinity nod into my shoulder.

"Home..." She whispered. She sounded so unsure of the term 'home'. She giggled.

"What's it like there?" I felt a wave of rage rush over me, but it quickly died away.

"It's safer there. You'll be treated like somebody,"

"That's better than nowhere."

"But first, we're going on a little hunt-down..." Trinity released me and looked at me in
a strange way.

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see," I groped my way back to the driver's side. I turned the key and the engine started rumbling.

"But we have to hurry."

"O-Okay..." Trinity untangled her hand from mine. It didn't feel awkward, holding her
hand. It felt nice knowing I was loved by somebody.I peered out into the dim light of the sun rising up over the horizon.


"I have to tell you about this one place I went to. I want to show it to you."

"But don't you have to go to...Um...What's it called...Warthog or something?"

I couldn't help but giggle. I never thought of it like that before. I was surprised that Dean didn't make that up. Though, he was more serious than funny, so I could see why.

"Hogwarts,"

"Shit. Ah, whatever. I don't have to go! You do! Burn..."

I made a buzzer sound.

"Correction. You're going, too." Trinity's jaw dropped.

"Can't you just teach me all that 'magic' shit I'm supposed to learn?"

I pushed a button on the radio and set it on some techno station. Preferably 'Livemitschmidt'.

"No. I'm not smart enough. You're going. And besides, maybe you will find someone to go out with?"
I started driving back out into London when Trinity sunk back into the seat in defeat. She blew a piece of her red hair from her snow-white face.

"Fine. I'll go to your stupid magic school. And plus, I don't hook up. I get with.'

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