Author's Note: Hi Guys! Here is chapter three! I actually made a decent sized chapter! (Patting myself on back right now) good job me!
Disclaimer: If I'm writing this disclaimer I guess I don't own it.
I was running quickly through the woods. I could feel the adrenalin pumping through my veins as I sprinted. Hearing them getting closer I gave myself another push to move faster. It wasn't hard when there was also fear aside the adrenalin. I was so scared. Where were Harry and Ron? Had they been caught? Would I be caught?
Chancing a look behind me I saw the deatheater chasing after me no less than five feet from my person in hot pursuit. I was getting tired and slowing down. The malnutrition from months on the run had caused my body to weaken and slowly start to shut itself down.
Not looking where I was going I tripped over a branch that had fallen from a nearby tree. I could hear the deatheater come to a stop behind me, taking raspy tired breaths. Though I knew I had no chance having left my wand in the tent before the deatheaters had appeared. My eyes still held determination. Honestly! What in the name of Merlin had I been thinking? Leaving my wand behind like that! But I knew I wasn't going down without a fight.
In a last resort attempt to get free I lifted my leg and gave a childlike kick to the shin of the deatheater now in front of me. Laughing in amusement from my wimpy form of self defense he raised his wand. I could tell from the low pitch of the laugh that it was a man who had finally outdone me. With a final glance at the mask of my killer he said the words that would seal my doom.
"Avada Kedavra!" he shouted. Sparing my dead body a triumphant glance he slowly walked away.
Sitting strait up in bed with a scream I realized where I really was. Jumping slightly when my door slammed open to reveal a frazzled looking Charlie I tried to calm my speeding heart. Charlie upon seeing I was alright sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my middle and let my head rest against his shoulder. Only then did I let the tears come to my eyes. Trying to stop the tears before they got out of hand only made it that much harder and it wasn't long before I let out a choked sob.
And so we sat like that for several minutes, Charlie softly rubbing my back and whispering soothing sounds into my ear while I soaked his nightshirt in my tears. After a good fifteen minutes I finally regained control over myself and just allowed myself to be held in the warm family embrace that I had been denied so long in the war. I couldn't allow myself to lose control in front of Harry or Ron when they desperately needed me to be strong. So with them in my mind I had bottled it up and carried it with me.
"You know it sometimes helps to talk about it" Charlie gently whispered into my ear. I allowed a small smile to cross my face. I had missed this. Having me as the one that was held and comforted was quite a change that I had to admit I kind of liked. But to be able to talk about it with someone else who I didn't have to worry about dragging down with me was a miracle. Here I could lose control. Now was a time for healing and the first step I would take was lightening the load by sharing it. Making my final decision I told him everything. My dream, the war, how long I had kept it locked inside. Absolutely everything. Each sentence made the weight pressing down on me lessen.
As I finished my last sentence I took a deep breath and looked down at the purple comforter that my cousin Bella had used before being changed to a vampire and moving to a privately owned island of the cost of Chile.
Softly grasping my chin Charlie tilted my head up so I could look him in the eye, "Your safe now and you never have to repeat that again" he said in a gentle comforting voice. It was as if those words had somehow broken a through a wall that had been built in the war, crashing down bricks at a time. With those words I felt multiple emotions flow through.
Mainly I felt relief. I wouldn't be hurt again I was safe and it was staying that was. Another emotion rushing through was love for my uncle, for being there for me and as my last relative who at least knew I existed. I also felt thankful, for having such a understanding and caring uncle, for the war ending, and for my survival and that of my friends.
With tears of happiness I closed my uncle in with a strong hug and I told him what needed saying, "Thank you" I sighed out. For once I felt at peace in my own mind. "I wish I could do something for you in return" I continued on.
"You've already helped me by staying here and keeping me company" he replied with a kind hearted smile to which I returned. Looking over at my clock I saw it was close to seven and I could hear the morning chirp of birds and see the sun just rising over the landscape. Knowing this would be a long day I wouldn't even bother trying to get more sleep instead jumping in the shower and getting ready.
"Knowing Ginny this will be a very long day so I should probably start getting ready" I said looking back at Charlie.
"Ok then I'll just go get dressed" he replied standing up. I watched him walk to the door only to turn around at the last minute, "Oh if you wanted to know why Billy gave you that look yesterday meet me in the kitchen after your done getting ready."
Eagerly nodding I rushed to the bathroom to take a hurried shower, my curiosity getting the best of me. Quickly running a shampoo that Ginny had gotten me from the Wonder Witch section at, Weasley Wizard Wheezes I felt the anticipation grow. Finishing up I hopped out of the shower and dried myself with a towel. Wrapping it around my body I went into my room and began fishing through clothes at lightning speed. Pulling on a navy blue summer dress and a pair of sandals, figuring it would be easier to change in and out of while trying on clothes, I grabbed my wand and quickly dried my hair with it before rushing to the kitchen.
When I walked inside the kitchen I spotted Charlie waiting at the table with a bowl of cereal in front of him. Looking up from his breakfast his eyes widened slightly. I didn't blame him. No matter how long it takes, all little girls grow up and I happened to do my share of growing up over the course of the war. Though it was hard to notice through all the weight loss and dirt I did grow and I was one gorgeous late blossom. He probably didn't notice yesterday from the baggy and comfortable clothes I had worn on the plane.
After using those Wonder Witch products that Ginny had gotten me my hair now fell in soft gentle chocolate curls that ended at my waist though that may change depending on how Ginny felt when dressing me up later today. My breasts had FINALLY come in and were now a generous C-cup. I also had a soft hourglass figure with legs that seemed to go on for miles. I had tried my best to put on the weight I had lost during my time on the run but I still ended up fifteen pounds short of my healthy weight giving me a slim almost fragile look to my body. I never really had much of a problem with acne so I had no scarring on my face leaving a china doll complexion.
Walking over the cupboard I took a bowl from its place on the shelf and in a calmer manner set it front on the chair next to a still gaping Charlie. After pouring myself a bowl of cereal I added the milk and started to peacefully eat while Charlie worked his way back into focus.
"My little Mya had gone and grown up on me!" Charlie stated, his voice cracking at the end.
"Well that does tend to happen eventually" I replied eating another spoonful.
Shaking his head slightly he continued on, "Now it will be ten times harder to keep guys away from you".
I laughed. What a Charlie thing to say. Now that his daughter had gone and married the next best thing to a daughter is where he places all his protection. Although it wasn't totally unwelcome. He had kind of taken up the father roll in my life.
Calming down I put on a serious expression. "So does Billy know about the wizarding world?" I asked getting strait down to business.
"Yes, a few months ago an agent from the American ministry came to forks and asked a few questions about a rise in disappearances," Charlie answered also snapping into the serious mood of the conversation"
"What was behind them?" I inquired.
"Newborn vampires, but the ministry had thought it was a few boys from the Quileute tribe that could turn into giant wolves."
My mouth opened in shock. Of course I've heard of shape shifters before but I didn't think I would end up moving so close to a pack of them.
Before I could reply he continued, "You might see them today while you're out shopping with Ginny, once you see them you'll know it's them".
"Maybe I will," I answered. "Ginny will be thrilled to hear about this," I silently added in my thoughts.
"Well I should be heading to the station," Charlie said filling the small pause silence.
"Alright then I'll see you when you come home!" I watched Charlie walk out the door then I stood up to find some floo powder. Walking up the stairs I located some in the corner of my bag. I would have to buy some in a magic shopping center nearby really soon. I found the fireplace under the flat-screen and tossed in the powder. Lowering my head into the emerald flames I shouted, "The Burrow!"
"Ginny!" I yelled into the empty kitchen.
"I'm here" a sing-song voice called back, implying the person it belonged to was in a good mood.
The redhead skipped into the kitchen with an almost evil looking smile on her face. I swallowed in fear. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I just knew Ginny would have a field day when I had sent her the letter asking if she wanted to go shopping. I also knew she could turn this shopping trip into the largest game of "Dress up Hermione" the world has ever known.
"Back up I'm coming through!" she exclaimed in an overly excited voice.
I quickly pulled out and backed away to avoid getting hit. The fire roared to life and out stepped an ecstatic ginger.
"Hurry up let's go already!" she said while hurriedly walking to the front door.
She was purposely moving fast so I wouldn't have a chance to back out, I knew. Once I got outside I saw she was already in the car waving for me to hurry up and get in. With a sigh I opened the door and fought the urge to bang my head against the wheel for my stupidity.
"Hurry up and start the car already!" Ginny practically screamed while clapping her hands. With the purr of the engine we took off down the road.
The first shop we came to was a clothing store called, Suzy's Styles. As soon as we walked in Ginny looked so excited I was actually concerned that she might pass out. Before I could even step into the store I had an armful of clothes handed to me and was being pushed in the direction of the dressing rooms.
After shoving me in and closing the door I heard Ginny sit on a chair next to my door. "You have to try on everything and come out and show me." She stated in a matter of fact tone.
Taking a deep breath I looked down at the monstrosity of a pile that was shoved into my hand and got started.
It took exactly four hours to go through all the things Ginny found fascinating. Trying on everything from miniskirts cough never cough, to T-shirts, to skinny jeans. I had attempted to argue with Ginny about tight clothing but all that got me was a glare and an embarrassing situation when she grabbed a the guy who was working at the counter and continued to ask him if my ass looked hot in the skinny jeans I was wearing.
I am never going to be able to go to that store again. Shortly after buying the truckload Ginny deemed appropriate we mercifully went to lunch. We had decided to walk since it was a nice day out and everything was tightly packed together. While we were walking the subject of the shape shifting pack came up. I told her what Charlie had told me and like I predicted she drove herself into a tizzy.
"Merlin I hope we get to see them!" her eyes wide with excitement, "Shape shifters have a tendency to be HOT!"
Of course that's the only thing she remembered from Care Of Magical class I thought with an eye roll. Ginny continued her mini rant of adoration while I went off into my own little world while keeping a smile on my face to appear as if I were listening.
I snapped back to attention when I no longer heard Ginny talking. GINNY NOT TALKING! Nothing ever made that girl shut up! I loved her regardless but still! Looking at Ginny's awestruck face I turned to see what she was looking at. There at the corner of the street were five of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen. Or at least they looked like men. I remembered shape shifters who hadn't already reached maturity before changing started to mature at a faster pace. Most of these guys could only be fifteen and we wouldn't be any wiser.
Both of us didn't realize we were starring until one of them wolf whistled towards us. Ginny unlike my blushing frame sent them a blinding smile. Wow Ginny had gotten over Harry fast. After the war Harry had decided it just wasn't going to work and permanently broke up with Ginny.
Looking back to the group of boys I saw one of them shoving the other, probably the one who had whistled, against the nearest building. Whatever he had said must have worked because the expression on the guy's face suddenly turned from a teasing teenage smile to a shocked expression. The others must have heard also because they turned to the man standing up for us in shock also. I got the impression that he was in charge.
When he turned towards me my breath caught in my throat. He had nicely tanned skin like most of the other Native Americans on the rezervation and abs that looked as hard as steel. My eyes ghosted over his Adams apple to land on his face. He had a defined jaw with perfect Cupid's bow lips. I was too far away to determine the color of his eyes but I could tell they were dark. He sent me a knowing smile as if telling me he knew I was looking.
I offered him a shy smile before grabbing Ginny's arm and dragging her towards the restaurant. When we walked in we were met with a warm blast of air. The temperature difference so different from that outside it made me shiver. Stepping over to the empty waiting line we stood patiently waiting to be seated.
We were led to a table by a waitress who name I couldn't remember. And that's where it all begins. Letting out a large squeal she went off on another rant. I sighed before plastering a smile on my face and nodding along with everything she said.
After eating we set off to the salon and spa. Ginny walked over to the front desk and ordered a spa package plus a haircut for both of us. I was led to the hair cutting station first. When we were led to a set in front of a large vanity Ginny leaned in to the hair dressers ear and whispered the directions to him so it would remain a secret from me.
"Now close your eyes and don't open them until he's done" Ginny instructed. Obediently I closed my eyes. Forty excruciating minutes later of having my hair pulled and twisted it was over.
"Now open your eyes!" I heard my friend squeal. When I opened my eyes I let out a hardly audible gasp. It was beautiful. The hairdresser had added blond highlights to my hair giving it a natural honey look. He had also pulled my hair into a side pony tail and curled my hair into tight ringlets. I sent a smile to a grinning Ginny. The rest of the day went by in a flash and before we knew it we were back home and Ginny was walking through the floo network.
That night my dreams had been full of dark eyes staring back at me.
Author's Note: I think I may have "over written" certain characters and parts so if you wanted to leave your opinion in a review pretty please do so. I know that Sam and Hermione didn't talk but that will be coming up in the next one or two chapters. Any requests of things you would like to see in the story are welcome.
P.S. So what did you guys think of the length of this chapter hmm?! I WAS VICTORIUS!
