I was having the sweetest dream I've had in a while, when my alarm clock jolts me awake. Groaning, I slam my delicate fist on the off button. The sun shone brightly through my sheer curtians. It hurt my eyes a little. Yawming I stretch out my arms and realize that today was the first day back to Hogwarts. A smile broke out on my face. I missed that place to much. I roll myself out of bed and let my warm feet collide with the cold wood floor. It was time to start getting ready to leave. Cutting through the silence of my bedroom was a knock on my door.
"Come in!" I call out.
My mother opens the door and smiles at me. Her gorgeous eyes filling with happiness. Being half Veela, she gained all the great looks and none of the transformation. Which in turn made me a quarter Veela. I never really felt it though I guess.
"Morning dear. I was just about to come wake you up. Although I see that you have beaten me to it." she smiled.
I chuckled warmly at her and continued to brush out my soft auburn hair.
"Breakfast is ready whenever you are." she informed.
Now that she had mentioned it, I smelled the warm blueberry pancakes wafting up from the kitchen. She always made them the morning I leave for Hogwarts. Never anyother day, which made them all the more delicious and special.
Finishing all the needed tasks, like: showering, packing, and getting dressed, I rushed downstairs and into the dinning room. I see my father sitting down already wth a paper and his coffee.
"Morning, father." I greet.
"Morning, Val." she said.
My father and I were never really that close. He went on business a lot when I was a kid, and still to this day. Of course we still cared, and loved eachother. We just didn't ever really bond on a friendly and fun level.
I was interupted in my train of thought by my mother setting down a plate of pancakes. I smile up at her and dig in. These are my favorite thing to eat. That and chocolate frogs.
"Olivia, darling, I must be off. I have to go in early today." said my father.
"Oh! Alright, honey." my mother said solemly.
My father came over and kissed the top of my head. Then kissed my mother's lips. Looks like something out of a movie huh? He was just about to leave when my mother called him back.
"Liam! You forgot your briefcase." she smiled.
"That is quite important." I joke.
They smile at me, and my father continues off.
Checking the time, I realize I haven't got much left. I quickly inhale the last of my food and hug my mother goodbye. I was on my way to my home away from home.
I had finally made it to platform nine and three quaters. Dropping off my bag I go off to find and reserve a booth for my friends Neville and Issac. Neville I only really required as a friend in third year. On the other hand, Issac and I have been friends the first day of Hogwarts. We sat next to eachother at the Hufflepuff table and clicked instantly.
Finding a booth somewhat in the back of the train. I sat myself next to the window and start to people watch. Creepy? Maybe, but it's entertaining most of the time. Although, whenever I see a daughter with her father being all close and happy, it gets to me. I'm not nearly one to talk in Issac's case though.
Snapping out of my daze, I see Neville walk into the booth. I smile warmly at him and give him a good morning hug. Which, he blushes at.
"How was your summer, Neville?" I ask.
"I-It was great. Your's?" he shoots back.
I went into a whole explanation on the vacation I took to France to visit family. Then how we went to Italy. It was fantastic to say the least.
Neville and I smalled talked for a while until, finally, Issac steps into the booth.
"Gosh, I thought you would never get here! What took so long?" I question.
"Malfoy. The git." he spits.
"Don't even pay mind to that boy. He's all talk and no act. He lets his lackies do everything for him." I explain.
Issac nods his head, still urked a bit by it. I pat the spot next to me and he sits.
"Neville and I were talking about what we did over the summer, which reminded me that I brought you something!" I confess.
His eyes shifted over to me in interest. I pull my sadlebag into my lap and rummage through. Seeing everything that wasn't it, I got fustrated. I pulled out my wand and held it over the bag.
"Accio!" I commanded
Out came a little mini statue of a barn owl. It looked insanely just like his own. I saw his face light up. He side hugged me and ruffled my hair. I gave him an anoyyed look and he just laughed.
"Thanks, Val. Really, you've made my morning a whole lot better." he thanked.
I smiled and waved my hand around.
"Oh stop! It's nothing really." I joked.
He chuckled and put the gift in his messenger bag.
For the rest of the train ride we all just talked of random things. I kept the words from getting to close to home, if you catch my drift. I was extremely protective of Issac. I never wanted him to feel uncomfortable or sad. Every so often the guys would get into a chat that would have no place for me and I would stare out the window. Watching the lush green fields fly by.
When we had finally reached Hogwarts, we all were escorted into the school. I always loved the first day back. I got to watch all the adorable first years look around in fear at the sheer space and largeness of the school. Once we were all settle in the great hall and all the sortings had been done, Dumbledore spoke.
"Welcome back everyone, to another year at Hogwarts. And a pleasant welcome to those joining us. As you may have noticed we have two changes in staffing this year. We are very pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking Care of Magical Creatures lessons; we also like to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new Defense the Dark Arts teacher." he said.
I looked over this woman. She was wearing a hopeless amount of pink. I turned to Issac.
"I think I may vomit. With luck on that woman's attire. It would bring a differnt color." I joked.
Issac held in a laugh. I could hear him cackling as the woman, unrightfully, spoke up. I really didn't care what she had to say, so I blocked out her sickly sweet voice. and turned back around in my seat. I started to take interest in the detailings of the table. It was entirely more fasinating than her, to say the least.
"I see you've tuned her out too?" Issac whispered.
I nodded my head. "I can already tell she is trouble. Wearing that much of one color, and with that big of an additude, should be a crime." I drawled.
"Agreed. You know, I missed you over the summer, a lot." she smiled.
"Same. I would have had much more fun if you had joined me." I said.
"How long do you think this teacher will last?" Issac said; changing the subject.
I rolled my eyes and laughed. I glanced over to see the beast was finally done ranting. Food soon covered the table. That's when I sighed and allowed myself to be here. It certianly was great to be back.
