An End of the Good Life
You sighed taking one last glance around what used to be your room. Pulling your russet colored hair up into a ponytail you finished packing the last of your things into a cardboard box and taped it up. A house elf came walking into the room bowing slightly. You nodded your head curtly and she took the last box out of the room. You had no idea why of all places your mom decided to move to England. All your friends were here, they threw the best parties and this is where all the memories you have of your dad took place. You sighed looking out your window wondering where he was at this very moment. Your dad left you and your mom when you were 7 and now you just months away from being 17 miss him more then ever. After he left mysteriously that night your mom went a little on the crazy side, she never fully recovered from the rejection she felt and threw herself 100% into her work and of all the transfers she could have pick, she picked to be transferred to England. You couldn't believe it, after all Jamaica, New Zealand, and Australia were on the list, but no she had to pick cold, wet, and rainy England. But that was mom she always had a thing for London. You spun around hearing your door open. "All packed Kali?" your mom asked looking as excited as ever. "Yea mom just finished" you say trying to fake a smile. "Oh come off it Kali you'll love it in London and I hear that Hogwarts is one of the best schools you could ever go to. And just think I got one of the highest paying positions in the department of mysteries. It is amazing that I even got a position in that part of the ministry!" she squealed with excitement. "Please mom like we need the money and besides I thought you loved working in the department of secrets here in America" you say trying for the umpteenth time to convince her that staying was the best way to go. "Were going Kali Marie Johnston and that is final," she says turning and walking out of your old room. You sighed once again, what you said had been the truth your family was a very wealthy American wizard family; the money ran through the generations and just continued to grow through the centuries. Your mom had already transferred the money to the bank in London and apparently it had been one of their biggest jobs in a while and all your family's money required one of the largest vaults they had. Smiling to yourself you couldn't wait till it was all yours, but for now you had to share it with your mom who was very hesitant to touch any of the money always worrying that it would run out. Grabbing your purse, cell phone, and teddy bear you walked out of your favorite room for the last time and met your mom downstairs by the cab. You hated taking muggle travel, but your mom insisted. Everything else was being done with magic except your arrival and it was going to be a long flight. In the cab and pulled out your phone and opened a new text message. (Goodbye amazing fun and exciting life. Hello boring rainy new life. I'm gonna miss you guys and all the crazy parties we threw, do me a favor and trash the place this year just for me! Love you all to death you are the best friends I could ever hope to have 3 Kali) you sent the message to everyone in your address book and turned the phone off not wanting to read the heartbreaking replies you knew you'd get.
