Hi! I've got this idea while I was taking a bath, so don't expect nothing exceptional. If you are looking for Ron Weasley bashing, I won't do it. I respect the Queen and if she created Romione, it's law. But I don't anything against other ships. There are very good Dramione, Harmione and etc. fanfics around here :).

In this chapter you'll get to know Luke :).

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Chapter 1 - Priorities

Uff, it's useless. Why do I even bother to rearrange my desk? Every time I try to organize it differently, ends up in the same way. Books or no books, or even this huge typewriter I asked my dad to give me when I was 8 and I still don't know why.

There is no hope for this mess. I should have bought a bigger desk when I had some money. Maybe I should save for it right now… Wait... what am I thinking? Save for a new desk? Am I stupid? I'm leaving in less than 3 months! I should be worried about the room I've to get in the dormitory in the Uni., not about a desk I never traded.

Yeah, my sister is right about the pros of using checklists. Maybe I should do one right now to prevent future "loss-off-time-wondering-about-things-that-don't-matter". So, well, where's the paper for my checklist?...

"Luke! Luke! Save me!" Ladies and gentleman, bagging the door open and flying over my bed to the other side of my bedroom, trying to escape whatever... - my dear brother.

Usually I would smack him but I'm too tired for that...

"What do you want?" I ask while I lean on the table.

"I want you to save me!" He says, almost screaming. I exhale deeply. I love when people don't get to the point, really...

"From what Michael...?" He stands up and looks at me like I should know what's in his head.

"Mom wants to take me to the dentist right now! She said that, my appointment was for next week but now, it's today! Yesterday I forgot to wash my teeth at night and they'll figure it out... I can't go to the dentist right now!"

I know I'm young and I have all my life to spend, but I hate when I feel that my time is being wasted. He notices that I'm trying not to shout at him for that. He is lucky that since some months ago, I'm trying to prove that I'm mature enough to live on my own in the University. He is lucky…

"Listen to me, I don't really care about your visit to the dentist. It's your mouth, not mine. But let me know if they are taking one of your decayed tooth out. I'll take care of that for them with pleasure and for free."

His eyes become wide open and he seems chocked. And then he looks at me with some acknowledge, weird for an eight-year-old kid, and looks at the floor.

"Like Susan says, "You've become a weird person". Just because you are 18 you think you can say things like that!"

He looks sad… "Things like what?" I ask really confused. He doesn't know what he's saying, I'm sure.

"You used to be nicer!" He is angry with me and, this situation is confusing me. What's the real problem now?

I hear footsteps, it's my mother with her quick pace, and before I can say something, she opens the door. Looks at me with those eyes you can't argue with and I see that Michael is almost crying. Oh no…

"Did you hit him?" She is already rubbing the tears from his face and stroking his too-long-for-a boy hair, like he is a baby.

"No, I didn't. I just don't care about his visit to the dentist." The one thing I learned about this arguments with my mom about my siblings is, I should give the right answer right on and be the succinct I can. It works.

"Well, whatever you did apologise to him. We have to be at the dentist's office in an hour and before I've to get your sister from her karate class. And stop the whining already Michael, you are too old to for that." As she speaks, she's fixing my bed and some shirts I threw around in my bedroom.

"Sorry Michael, and good luck with the dentist. They won't hurt you. You are too strong." Encouraging is a good way to make him happy. But this time, it doesn't work. He leaves the room and starts to descend the stairs without a word and even my mom notices that, but she doesn't say anything.

"I'll be back before dinner. I'll see you later". She says leaving the room.

"Bye." I don't know why but I feel uncomfortable. Somehow, it bothers me a little my brother's behaviour. He is a loud kid. Well, he'll forget about the all thing the moment he steps out of our front door.

Just to confirm that, I approach the bedroom window and take a glance outside. He is wearing his jacket while my mother is looking for the car keys in her bag. Suddenly, he bends down, starts to walk slowly and a cat appears from behind our bushes and starts to smell his hand. The cat is not cute, I tell you. He doesn't have a snout. I'm glad that cats like this are a rarity around here, because they're not a delight to my eyes.

My brother is stroking his fur when my mother calls him. She now noticed the cat too and approaching my brother, bent down to stroke him along with Michael. The cat must have a great personality because he just seduced my mother… If he is so friendly, why I didn't notice him before in the neighbourhood? I can see he isn't abandoned because he has a red collar and seem well treated.

I hear someone shouting and suddenly, the cat turns around. Must be is owner. My brother waves goodbye to the cat and starts following my mom to the car. The kid loves animals so much, he knows all the dogs and cat's around here, their names and their owners. Later I'll ask him if he knew that one. I don't remember him at all and it seem that his house is the one next to ours. Who lives there? I can't remember either…

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This is the first chapter and doesn't reveal anything extraordinary but has some hints. What did you think about Luke? Let me know about any grammatical or any type of errors. It helps me a lot :).