I apologise in advance for my spelling... what can i say... i can't spell! This is sorta another tester chapter to see if people like where the story is going. I dont really like my other story and havn't updated it in AGES! if people like this one more i will totally scrap the other one. Im sorry if it seems the style is changing a bit im testing it out to see what way works better for me.
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The squeals of laughter grew louder as he raced down the hill. His teary eyes made it difficult to see where he was going and he almost ran head first into a narrow tree. The forest started thinning out and he could see through the trees to where the squeals were coming from. He stopped just inside the forest edge behind a large tree. The squeals were coming from a girl. She looked like she was a little bit younger than him but not by much. She was getting chased around by 2 older boys who would grab her and tickle her. She would squirm and squeal with laughter until they let her go. She regained her breath then started running away from them again, the whole time with the biggest smile across her face.
He thought back to home. He never had someone to play with him like this. He never had time for games any more. He spent all day studying with his tutor, apart from Sundays. On Sundays he would go with his mother and father to whatever social event was on that day. He would have to sit there in the most uncomfortable clothing and pretend not to look bored stiff. Mother always frowned at him whenever started yawning or looking to bored.
He looked down at what he was wearing. His once white button up shirt now had brown and green smudges all across it and his collar was a little bit ripped. His dark jacket that was still wrapped around his arm was now glistening with his blood. The cut must have been a lot worse then he thought at first. His dark pants had mud clinging to the hem and there were tears forming where they had court of branches. His hair which has usually combed back was all messed up and had dirt all though it. If his father could see him now! The corner of his lips crept up as he thought of how his father would react to seeing him like this. The way his would turn that horrid shade of purple, his lips pursed together so hard they would almost disappear. His hands clenched tightly he would ask you to have a word in private with his voice coming out very quiet and strained.
He must have let out a giggle because the girl who was being picked up by the older boys and turned upside down to hang by her feet suddenly stopped laughing and hold the boys very sternly to put her down. She stood up and turned in his direction. He shrunk back down into the trunk of his tree and prayed that she didn't hear him.
"Where you going?" one of the boys asked confused as to why their fun was cut short.
"I... I thought... I thought I heard something" She said quietly but the boys' faces suddenly turned from confused to curious.
"Where did the noise come from?" asked the other boy getting very excited.
"Over there" she said.
Ne knew she had pointed in his direction because he could hear their footsteps coming in his direction. His heart rate picked up, his breathing got quick and shallow and he started feeling very light headed.
I faced my brother and counted to three in my head
One
Two
Three
"GO" We both yelled at the same time.
I spun around and spotted our sister immediately. It really was very hard to miss her. She was running towards the house. We sprinted towards her. She saw us coming, let out a squeal and she changed course running around the chicken coup before running back towards where we were before.
We caught up to her pretty easily. When we got her she crawled up into a ball bracing for us to tickle her. Instead of tickling her I motioned to my brother to grab a foot. He caught on pretty quick and we hoisted her up into the air by her feet. She squealed again. She started squirming and laughing while all the blood rushed towards her head. Her face which is usually quiet pale was slowly turning a pink colour.
Suddenly she stopped squirming and her face went blank.
"Put me down" She said in a voice lower then hers usually is.
We lowered her back to the ground gently and she stood up and started walking towards the edge of the forest.
"Where are you going" I asked. It wasn't like her to just suddenly leave without an excuse.
"I... I thought... I thought I heard something" She said in a small voice.
"Where did the noise come from?" I sent my brother a glare saying to shut up. Mum had always said there were some dangerous things in the forest and not to go to deep into them. There was a good chance it was something dangerous.
"Over there" She said pointing to a pretty clear area apart from one big tree and a few small bushes.
Not wanting to take the chance I grabbed my sister and pulled her behind us. My brother and I slowly started advancing. The leaves and sticks crunched under our feet so catching whatever it was by surprise was out of the question.
"Psstt" I turned my head back to our sister. She was handing me two sticks. I nodded my head and took them, handing one to my brother. If whatever it was, was friendly we were going to capture it, if it was not friendly we would just try to chase it back into the forest. Dad had told us a thousand of times what to do if something comes out of the forest. If chasing it didn't work and it was trying to hurt us were to try to knock it out by using a stick, rock or whatever we could find. If that failed our only option left was to run as fast as we could back to the house and find either Mum, Dad or one of our older brothers. I had never faced an animal that wanted to hurt me and I certainly didn't want to find one.
We split up and went round the opposite sides of the tree, planning to trap the creature between us. Everything was silent apart from the gentle wind and our footsteps in the leaves.
Crunch
Crunch
Crunch
Crunch
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
I stood there watching my brothers slowly creeping around a large tree. The were holding sticks out in front of them. It reminded me of how knights would hold a sword. I looked at their faces. One had an excited grin on his face. The other had a frown, a nervous frown. He was being much more cautious. Just before he had pulled me back and pushed me behind them. I just wanted to know what was behind the tree. The suspence was killing me!
My knees started shaking. I havdn't realised how nervous i was! Dad was always going on about the things that live in this forest. I looked up from my knees to see my brothers finally start to reach the other side of the tree. The crunching of their footsteps stopped for a few seconds...
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
It was a voice i didn't recognise. My knees shock more violently. I wanted to scream and run but my voice had gone and my knees were shaking so hard i almost fell over.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH"
"EEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHH"
It was my brothers. I stumbled forward desperate to get to them. I had to help them. I tripped but got up again pleading with my knees to work.
I reached the tree and grabbed onto it for support. By this time the screams had stopped. I stepped around the tree and almost stepped on something. I looked down.
"EEEEEIIIIIIIIKKKKKKK"
I squealed
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH"
He screamed back at me
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH"
"EEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHH"
My brothers joined in. We stood screaming untill we were all out breath. When we had finally all stopped I looked at the boy near my feat. He had tried to sink into the roots of the tree as much as possible. He had tears running down his dirty face. He looked up at me with terrified eyes. I looked towards my brothers. One of them had a small smile on his face. More then likely he was laughing at how i had squealed when i came around the tree. The other one just stood there like a stuffed mullet with a slightly confused/scared look across his face and the stick still up. I wasn't sure if it was in defense or if her was to shocked to put it down. The boy sniffled and my attention turned back to him.
"I... I'm.. I'm soooooo... I'm sooo sorry.. I know i shouldn't (sob) I know (sob) i shouldn't be here but.. but (sniffle) I.. I.. I..." The boy babbled before breaking into a fresh batch of tears.
Wash, Rinse, Dry, Put away, Wash, Rinse, Dry, Put away. This had been what i had been doing for the last half an hour. Why were there always so many dishes after a family lunch? Oh that's right the family is a big as the population of freaking Australia! I looked down at my hands. They were all pruned and wrinkly. I dried my hands on a tea towel and looked at my work. I had gotten through about half the dishes. Oh well i'll deal with the rest after dinner.
It was a nice day outside. Some of the kids were outside... I think. It was hard to keep track of them these days. Oh well they wont leave the property and they can look after themselves. Looking around i sighed. The house was messy like usual but it was a neat messy. There was stuff everywhere but everything had its place. The kids jackets would all be clumped at one end of the kitchen table near the door for them when the went outside. There were books, chess pieces and cards all around the place in the living room but surprisingly we never lost anything in there. I scanned the floor for my book. I found it then placed myself on the big sofa by the window looking out onto the yard.
I had been reading for about 15 minutes when i heard a scream. Not a playful scream, a terrified scream. I though nothing of it and continued to read It was probably one of the boys playing a joke on each other. The scream was joined by 2 more. I put my book down and went to the window. I squinted across the yard as more screams started. I recognised one this time. It wasn't one of my boys. It was my baby girl! The boys would never hurt their sister. Something must be wrong.
I hitched up my skirt flung back the door and raced towards where the screaming was coming from. I scanned the edge of the forest but couldn't see anything. I heard a rustling and spotted one of my boys. He was holding a stick out in his hand. His brother was next to him with a small smile on his face.
I was just about to ask them what the hell had been going on when i heard a voice i didn't recognise.
"I...I'm...I'm sooooo...I'm sooo sorry... I know I shouldn't (sob) I know (sob) I shouldn't be here but... but (sniffle) I... I... I..."
Then I lost it.
"Fred Weasley! Put down your wand this instant! Your underage, You don't even know how to use it! I can't believe your father talked me into letting you get your wands a whole month before you leave for Hogwarts!"
The boys had frozen. I started advancing on the 2 of them. Fred eyes had become the size of golf balls and he was slowly backing away from me. George realised I wasn't mad at him and a great big smile spread across his face. Me being the observant mother I am noticed this.
"Don't think your not in trouble to young man"
That wiped the smile right of his face. At that point I heard a little sniffle. I wiped around and noticed a small boy sitting in the dirt. The first thing I noticed was how dirty his face was. He had tears, dirt and blood all over his face. I immediatley got worried about the blood and where it had come from.
"Oh dear, you better come with me"
