I stepped off the train and went over to pick up my trunk. It's funny how
your stuff seems heavier when you get back then it did when you were first
departing. I looked around, thinking I had heard her laugh, only to realize
I had been imagining it again. I began to push my trunk towards the barrier
that would take me back to the muggle world. It wouldn't hurt me to hope
would it? I turned around one last time and gazed upon the Hogwarts
Express. She was no where in sight, not that she could be.
A large red-headed family passed. Fred and George turned to wave, and with a 'see you next year' they were gone. The Dynamic Trio passed as well, not far behind the rest of the Weasleys. The Granger girl was talking rapidly as usual, and Harry turned back to look at me. He smiled slightly and then turned to catch up with Ron. You couldn't help but like the guy but, why did he have to look so much like her?
"Are you alright Andy?" Justin had come up behind me as I had been brooding.
"Yea," I replied, but Justin could tell that only half my heart was in the statement.
"Come on man, Gran is waiting."
"I'm coming" and Justin headed off, with me trailing behind.
We went through the barrier. I swear, I will never get used to that weird feeling you got when you went through it.
Sure enough, Gran was there waiting for us. Her eyes only met mine a moment and I was sure she could tell something was up. I lowered my eyes and shook my head, then pretended my owl needed something and turned to him.
The ride home was the second longest ride of my life. Our return trip from Hogwarts had been the first. It gave me time to look back on this year though. What a year it had been. Here I am a thirteen year old wizard, fresh back from his third year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I had been friends with Julia for those three years, but she was different this year. Right from the moment we boarded the train, something had been wrong. The year was strange. I lost some friends, gained some, and got closer than I had planned on to a few. That is where I had gotten hurt. My heart had signed itself away and wasn't insured for the damage.
"How much longer Gran?" piped Justin.
"We just pulled out of the station Pumpkin" she replied, a chuckle in her voice.
Great, and hour left and nothing to do but dwell over the year.
I looked at the car that was sitting next to us. There she was again. Julia, sitting there as she would, her black hair falling gently down her back. Her bangs clipped back to keep then out of her face. what am I doing? I'm see ing her everywhere. Maybe if I closed my eyes. No, that is worse. I only see her lying there, and me unable to do anything but tell her it will be ok. Some encourager I am.
Despite the picture I got when I closed my eyes, I drifted off to sleep.
Images flooded my mind. Harry, laying cold on the floor; the fire surrounding the four of us; Dumbledore's booming voice and Julia.
I woke with a start. The car had stopped. I sat up and realized my back was stuck to the leather of the seat. I peeled my shirt from the seat, only to realize how much I had been sweating. It wasn't that hot in the car was it? But hot or not, my shirt was wet down the back, so I peeled it off and threw it in my trunk. Gran could just take care of that when she took care of the rest. I left my trunk in the driveway and went up to my room.
My bed was inviting and the pillow was begging me to make the indent of my head in it. Before I knew it, I was sprawled out on my bed, window open and fan at hyper-speed. Despite the long trip on the train, I wouldn't let myself fall asleep again. I rolled over, facing the wall that I had pushed my bed next to. The paint started to swirl before my eyes; I was making myself sick over this. Was it over nothing? No it was something alright. Gramps was right; the first girl I fell for is sticking with me.
There was a faint knock at my door, and before I could say 'come in,' Gramps was sitting next to me.
"Talk to me lad. Who is she?"
My heart sank, "What do you mean, she?"
"The girl. You are moping around like you did when your rat died. What happened laddie?"
"Julia is gone Gramps. I couldn't help her and now she is gone."
Gramps knew Julia; she, Fred, George and Carrie had spent last summer with us. "What do you mean gone boy?"
I was now glaring at the wall, "Just that. And it is all Harry Potter's fault."
A/N ~ What do ya thinks? Hoe you all like it I write by reviews here. so the more I get, the quicker I write!
A large red-headed family passed. Fred and George turned to wave, and with a 'see you next year' they were gone. The Dynamic Trio passed as well, not far behind the rest of the Weasleys. The Granger girl was talking rapidly as usual, and Harry turned back to look at me. He smiled slightly and then turned to catch up with Ron. You couldn't help but like the guy but, why did he have to look so much like her?
"Are you alright Andy?" Justin had come up behind me as I had been brooding.
"Yea," I replied, but Justin could tell that only half my heart was in the statement.
"Come on man, Gran is waiting."
"I'm coming" and Justin headed off, with me trailing behind.
We went through the barrier. I swear, I will never get used to that weird feeling you got when you went through it.
Sure enough, Gran was there waiting for us. Her eyes only met mine a moment and I was sure she could tell something was up. I lowered my eyes and shook my head, then pretended my owl needed something and turned to him.
The ride home was the second longest ride of my life. Our return trip from Hogwarts had been the first. It gave me time to look back on this year though. What a year it had been. Here I am a thirteen year old wizard, fresh back from his third year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I had been friends with Julia for those three years, but she was different this year. Right from the moment we boarded the train, something had been wrong. The year was strange. I lost some friends, gained some, and got closer than I had planned on to a few. That is where I had gotten hurt. My heart had signed itself away and wasn't insured for the damage.
"How much longer Gran?" piped Justin.
"We just pulled out of the station Pumpkin" she replied, a chuckle in her voice.
Great, and hour left and nothing to do but dwell over the year.
I looked at the car that was sitting next to us. There she was again. Julia, sitting there as she would, her black hair falling gently down her back. Her bangs clipped back to keep then out of her face. what am I doing? I'm see ing her everywhere. Maybe if I closed my eyes. No, that is worse. I only see her lying there, and me unable to do anything but tell her it will be ok. Some encourager I am.
Despite the picture I got when I closed my eyes, I drifted off to sleep.
Images flooded my mind. Harry, laying cold on the floor; the fire surrounding the four of us; Dumbledore's booming voice and Julia.
I woke with a start. The car had stopped. I sat up and realized my back was stuck to the leather of the seat. I peeled my shirt from the seat, only to realize how much I had been sweating. It wasn't that hot in the car was it? But hot or not, my shirt was wet down the back, so I peeled it off and threw it in my trunk. Gran could just take care of that when she took care of the rest. I left my trunk in the driveway and went up to my room.
My bed was inviting and the pillow was begging me to make the indent of my head in it. Before I knew it, I was sprawled out on my bed, window open and fan at hyper-speed. Despite the long trip on the train, I wouldn't let myself fall asleep again. I rolled over, facing the wall that I had pushed my bed next to. The paint started to swirl before my eyes; I was making myself sick over this. Was it over nothing? No it was something alright. Gramps was right; the first girl I fell for is sticking with me.
There was a faint knock at my door, and before I could say 'come in,' Gramps was sitting next to me.
"Talk to me lad. Who is she?"
My heart sank, "What do you mean, she?"
"The girl. You are moping around like you did when your rat died. What happened laddie?"
"Julia is gone Gramps. I couldn't help her and now she is gone."
Gramps knew Julia; she, Fred, George and Carrie had spent last summer with us. "What do you mean gone boy?"
I was now glaring at the wall, "Just that. And it is all Harry Potter's fault."
A/N ~ What do ya thinks? Hoe you all like it I write by reviews here. so the more I get, the quicker I write!