Here's the second chapter! It's slightly longer than the first. I'm gradually building up on the length.
20/08/71
Chapter 2: Dinner Party
"Hey Siri," I greet Sirius with a smile before realising what I had done. My father gave me a subtle glare as I hastily went to correct my mistake. "Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Black." I see out of the corner of my eye Sirius smirking at me. It took every ounce of will power for me not to stick my tongue out at him.
My family is probably one of the only families in the whole wide wizarding world that greeted old friends formally. Well, the Blacks also do it too. They know each other! Ever since first year at Hogwarts. Yet they greet each other like acquaintances. Anywaaayy…
The Blacks; Orion, Walburga, Regulus, and Sirius all sat in the sitting room sofas along with my family. The grown-ups started chatting and Polaris and Regulus went off to the drawing room. "Do you want to go play quidditch?" I ask Sirius, who was laid back on the sofa with ease.
"Yeah, ok." Sirius got up and led the way to the broom shed.
"Here, take Polaris' broom," I tell him. Polaris and I both had the new comet 1961 series, which was one of the newest brooms out. I was still annoyed that I wasn't allowed to bring my broom to Hogwarts. I suppose all the muggle-borns would be too overwhelmed by them.
I grabbed my own broom and the quaffle and marched out into the quidditch pitch. The House of Rowle is quite huge. There are three floors, the first floor held two living rooms, a drawing room, bathroom, kitchen and dining room. The second floor has three bedrooms, my parents', Polaris' and a spare bedroom, all of which have an en suite.
The third floor is one complete room which is my bedroom and a giant balcony. The walls are completely made out of glass. I got this room because my mother is scared of heights and I am the eldest child.
The grounds are large too. There is a swimming pool and a quidditch pitch. The house itself is situated in the Isles of Scilly, which is off the southern coast of England, and northeast of France. There are enchantments all around the house so muggles can't see it.
"Shall we flip a coin to see who's the keeper?" asked Sirius. He took out a muggle coin from his pocket.
"Siri! What if you parents find it! They'll murder you!"
"Calm down Nebi. I won't let them find it. Heads or tails?" Sirius asked.
I look at him confused. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's what muggles say when they flip a coin. One side has a woman's head on it and the other side has another weird design on it. This one has a lion. So heads or tails?"
I said tails and won. Grudgingly, Sirius flew up to the hoops as I tried to get the quaffle past him. Half of them made it past.
"Nebi, Sirius! Dinner is ready!" I heard some call beneath me. It was Polaris.
"I'm coming!" I shout back down at her. She pranced back into the house, with our mother's black hair shimmering behind her. Me and Sirius put the brooms and quaffle back into the shed and went back into the house for dinner.
"So, Sirius. Aren't you excited about going to Hogwarts?" asked my mother. "I know Nebula is."
"Mum! Why can't I go to Hogwarts! Nebi is going!" whined Polaris. Everyone smiled at her innocence.
"You see Polar bear, you have to wait until you're eleven," explained Father.
"But why can't I go now!" Polaris argued.
"Because it's the rules," mother replied patiently. Polaris went into a huff during the rest of dinner.
"I hope you two are aiming to be in our old house, Slytherin," said Orion. Sirius and I glanced at each other before looking away hurriedly. The truth was, Sirius and I weren't sure about what house we wanted to be in. As Sirius puts it, Slytherin sounds like a bunch of 'stuck up snobs.'
The grown-ups started recounting stories about the 'old days' while Regulus and Polaris hung onto every word. Sirius and I snuck off to avoid being bored to death.
"Let's go to your room," said Sirius. I led him up to the second floor, through a trick wall that you can walk through, which hid another flight of stairs into my room. My room was my favourite part of the house. The glass walls revealed a beautiful view of the ocean. The balcony was lit up with colourful floating spheres, which I got my uncle Tethys to charm, so that they automatically turn on when it was dark. There was one of those outdoor table and chairs sets on the balcony.
Sirius sat himself down on one of the chairs as I sat down opposite him. "What if we aren't in Slytherin?" I asked him. He just shrugged. I don't understand how he can be so calm about this. "We might end up disowned."
"Nebi, stop worrying so much. If you aren't in Slytherin, it isn't who you are. They can't change that. We won't be disowned unless we do something blood traitor worthy anyway. " Sirius' words calmed me somehow. He always knew what to say.
"Ok. But if I am in Slytherin and you aren't, promise you'll still be my friend?"
He grinned his wide grin at me. "I promise."
Thanks for reading! Please tell me what you think. If you have any suggestions for the story I'm all ears!
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unmistakablegryffindor.
