11 year old Tom lay down on his bed. Professor Dumbledore had just left. Suddenly a girl with blood red hair and brown eyes burst into the room.
"Tom! Tom are you going?" She cried.
"Going where Gwenivive?" Tom asked.
"Your magic school of course silly Tom." Gwen said.
"How did you know about that?" Tom said sitting up.
"Oh I heard you and that Professor talking when I was scrubbing the floors outside your room."
"Well your kind- non magic kind- are not supposed to, not allowed to know about magic. But yes I am going."
"I swear I won't tell, YAY your going!"
Gwenivive started jumping on Tom's bed. She was the only person who looked up to him and liked him. Everyone else was so scared of time and bullied him. Gwenivive was never afraid of him because of the car accident he parents had died in last year; her mother has been a mutant. Of course Tom didn't know that.
Tom smiled. He never yelled or bullied her. She was sort of his younger sister. He loved the attention she gave him. He closed his eyes for one second before he felt someone press down on his stomach. He opened his eyes she was sitting on top of him smiling.
"What do you want now Gwenivive?" He asked.
"What makes you think I want something Tom?" She asked.
"Last time you did this you spent the rest of the time tickling me until I agreed to clean your room."
"Well you could sneak into the kitchen for me and steal the cookies and milk."
"I don't know", Tom said
"Please?" Gwenivive said.
"Fine I'll do it just don't tickle me."
Tom left and returned a few minutes later with the cookies and milk. They sat eating them until a matron told Gwen that she was wanted in Mrs. Cole's office.
"Bye Tom."
"Bye Gwen."
And with that Gwen left the room.