Prologue
"Blake Arthur Weasley, why aren't you down here yet?" Brittany yelled up to her son. " I am sick of you making your father late."
"Back off. I am coming." Blake sassed to his Mum.
"don't you dare back talk to me. Get your ass down here before I have to physically bring you down here myself."
"Like you could." Blake mouthed to himself but only replied with a, "yes ma'am."
"Tell me again why I have to go to Gringotts with father this time."
"I've told you several times, you need to help him get all of his stuff from his desk. Everything must come back here. You'll be going to a new school and we are moving to London."
"Ah, mum. why do we have to move?"
Blake was soon to be entering his 4th year but this time it was in Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. He'd have to make new friends and practically restart his social life.
"C 'mon Blake, we need to hurry if we'll make our flight." Bill said hastily to his 14 year old son.
Blake pushed his gorgeous black hair behind his ear and grabbed a few boxes off the floor in his dad's office.
"Why do we have to move." Blake whined over again.
"For a better house, more money, a better school for you." Bill answered firmly.
Blake just shook his head in a disappointed way. He had been very popular at his school in Egypt. Head in his classes and one of the best looking. Blake's eyes were pure blue as they were sharp and stunning. Over the summer Blake had grown from a short bush to a towering tree standing almost six foot.
They arrived back at their soon to be vacant apartment and Blake had enough time to say one final good bye to his old life.
"Blake Arthur Weasley, why aren't you down here yet?" Brittany yelled up to her son. " I am sick of you making your father late."
"Back off. I am coming." Blake sassed to his Mum.
"don't you dare back talk to me. Get your ass down here before I have to physically bring you down here myself."
"Like you could." Blake mouthed to himself but only replied with a, "yes ma'am."
"Tell me again why I have to go to Gringotts with father this time."
"I've told you several times, you need to help him get all of his stuff from his desk. Everything must come back here. You'll be going to a new school and we are moving to London."
"Ah, mum. why do we have to move?"
Blake was soon to be entering his 4th year but this time it was in Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. He'd have to make new friends and practically restart his social life.
"C 'mon Blake, we need to hurry if we'll make our flight." Bill said hastily to his 14 year old son.
Blake pushed his gorgeous black hair behind his ear and grabbed a few boxes off the floor in his dad's office.
"Why do we have to move." Blake whined over again.
"For a better house, more money, a better school for you." Bill answered firmly.
Blake just shook his head in a disappointed way. He had been very popular at his school in Egypt. Head in his classes and one of the best looking. Blake's eyes were pure blue as they were sharp and stunning. Over the summer Blake had grown from a short bush to a towering tree standing almost six foot.
They arrived back at their soon to be vacant apartment and Blake had enough time to say one final good bye to his old life.