Perfect. Just Perfect.
As if my life can't get any worse.
First off, I'd like to say that it wasn't always like this. My name is Amy Swann. Born to Jason and Jennifer Swann, I have 2 annoying brothers. Aiden, who's a fourth year and extremely immature and Jack, who's a seventh year, and who has spent the majority of his education either playing Quidditch or beating up any boys who look at his 'baby' sister the wrong way. His two favourite hobbies. ILovely/I.
All the Swann Kids were in Gryffindor. Jack was best friends with Fred 'Tall, Dark and Handsome' Weasley, James 'Sex God' Potter and Sean 'swoon worthy' Wood. For all four boys, there was a fan girl club (give me a second, while I hurl), and they were regarded as the best looking guys in Hogwarts. Though it always put me off my dinner, seeing the simpering faces of the fan girls leering after my brother. That's just disgusting.
Aiden was social, and therefore got on with everyone. He didn't have a particular best friend, because everybody wanted to be friends with him. He was nice like that. Even though he was irresponsible and pranked the majority of the school.
I was in my sixth year. Finished my OWLs with mostly Outstandings and Exceeds Expectations (I got a T in Divination, but only because the crystal ball was full of grey mist, and I told Professor Trelawney that it was broken). I was best friends with Holly Winters, but I got on well with Dominique Weasley, who I shared a dorm with, and Albus Potter, who was just as good-looking as his brother, but unlike James, was never played up as a Greek God.
Family life was perfect. Our father doted on us. I was his little princess, who he would always be overprotective of, plus he could always find time to play quidditch with his two sons. Apparently Quidditch was too rough for Daddy's little girl, so I never learnt to fly on a broomstick. But we were happy. That is until my dad popped to the shops to get some Potions ingredients. 10 years ago. With a suitcase full of clothes. My mum still claims he'll be back any day now and can't seem to accept the fact that he most definitely left us. Delusional idiot.
This left us living off no money. Mum had to get two jobs just to pay for the daily essentials, as well as school items such as robes and books. And we've been struggling ever since, feeling guilty for the pressure that we had on our mother.
So now I'm in my sixth year. The strain of NEWTS in the not so distant future, and dealing with normal teenage life, drama and all.
This brings me to my current problem. And I've realised some important points.
1. Alcohol is EVIL. No good can come of it, and only makes you do stupid things.
2. Gryffindor parties are also EVIL. Well, the big ones that include items mentioned in point number 1.
3. Sleeping with a friend, who's your older brother's best friend, who is incredibly hot, at an event mentioned in point number 2, which includes items mentioned in point number 1 is never a good Idea.
And comes with consequences.
Like I said. Perfect. Just Perfect.
Maybe I should start from the beginning…..