Chapter 3 (OneRepublic - Stop And Stare)
Thinking about no specific person is one thing. Thinking about person who means a lot to you is another. But if the person you are thinking about is your dead best friend, you have some really sad thoughts running through your mind.
That was one very hard day for Brooke. It was 24th of July and she and her friends went to a party. There was nothing wrong about that, but later... Well, later the day turned into a nightmare. If Brooke has driven the car, maybe everything would have turned out okay. But Brooke didn't drive the car. If she and her best friend didn't go with a group of other girls, cheerleaders, maybe everything would went as normal. But they did go with other girls and they didn't walk home, leaning one on another, like they normally did. Actually it was like that, it could all turn out well, if they didn't turn left in that very moment, when the driver of a big trunk lost control of the car. But they did turn left and they crashed right into that very trunk, in that very moment, on that very road. Brooke Wyler was one strong girl. She could take a lot of things peacefully and without any tears. But she wasn't tough enough to get over that accident. She wasn't over with it even a year later and the thought came into her head, everytime she drove by that road in town. She regret everyday, she never learned to understand, why the God chose her over her best friend. Why was she the one, who survived, when she had nothing to offer to the world and Peyton, her best friend, who meant a lot of things to her and to many other people, died? She never came upon an answer to this question.
So, a year went by and Brooke Wyler had to choose, what she wants to do in her life. She didn't have a clue. Finishing school was over and decision had to be made. But Brooke wasn't ready for it. She could pick the university and just continue the study until that was over, but which university to choose? She could put all her intention into dancing, but what if she doesn't succide in it? Also there was a choice of taking one year free, but what would she do? She already took a free year, because all she actually did was learning and reading and not enjoying her life properly. Because she didn't see a reasonable decision, she asked her mother for help. Lucy took a day off and sat down with Brooke in the kitchen. The pile of bulletins was lying all over the table and they started picking one after another and looking for something interesting, what Brooke would like to do in her life. They found a lot of amazing universities and some jobs, Brooke wanted to check out. After an hour of swimming through options, Lucy found a newspaper right in the bottom of a pile, pictures on the first page caught her eye. It was amazing, how the boy on the picture was waving and winking and smiling widly. She had to smile and as Brooke saw her mum smiling, she opened her mouth wide in shock. Her mother hasn't smiled like that since, who knows when and that was a long time ago. This wasn't just a stupid smile, this was one of those, which trully mathered something, and Brooke knew it. She came nearer and hugged her. Her mum lifted her head and looked into her daughter's eyes. "I found a job for you. But first you have to learn some things." She said and smiled at her daughter. That day Brooke had no idea, what future had in store for her. Her mum made a call, a really strange call to be exact and suddenly the bell rang at the front door. Lucy smiled widely and while opening the door, she said: "That was fast!"
"Lucy!" A lady with little glasses on her nose and big hat on her head was standing on the threshold with wide smile on her face. "It's been a long time since we last saw each other, what came up your mind, darling?"
"Well, Minerva, you know my daughter Brooke, right?" Lucy introduced her daughter to madam and Brooke bow a little and smiled to the woman.
"Oh, yes, I know her, she was born quite a while ago and we haven't seen each other since then. She must be 18 now, right?"
"Actually she's still 17."
"Right, so remind me again, why am I here? Didn't you decide a long time ago to not believe in this stuff, in us?"
"Well, yes I did. But as I'm looking back, I'm not proud of my decision. I think my daughter has the right to know some things I haven't told her, and I think she can teach on your school as she is 17 and she needs a job."
"You are full of surprises, Lucy. I must say, I always wanted to give you another chance. I'd be glad to introduce your daughter to our school, but I think she doesn't know enough to teach, she'd be better as a student."
"But Minerva, she can't be a student, she's 17, well she'll be 18 next week, but that's not the point, there is no class for children like her."
"That is true, but I still can't agree with you. She can't teach other children if she doesn't know what she's doing. It's not all in knowing what says the book by heart, you have to show what you're talking about, physically."
"Did you think about having a dance class on your school?"
"A dance class...who'd teach something like that?"
"Exactly."
"Oh, you just gave me an amazing idea."
"I'm glad, I did."
"So, she'll be a part of our staff, then?"
"Brooke, would you like to teach a dance class, on Hogwarts?"
"While, I'd love to, but first I'd like to know some stuff about the school, if you both mind. Because as this conversation ran, I didn't actually understand a word you two were saying!"
"Sure, honey. Why wouldn't you sit down and drink a cup of tea with me? And Minerva?"
Minerva was already by the door, not quite successful in actually entering the house at all, she turned on her heal and looked at her best student from the past. "Yes, Lucy?"
"I'm sorry, I hadn't stayed in touch. It was hard to get over with, you know, Danny's death and all.." Minerva hugged her. "I understand you, girl. Friendship never dies, you know that. Come with your daughter on 1th of September, at 11 o'clock, sharp. You still know where the train stops, right?"
"Of course I do. There are things, you never forget." Said Lucy and let go of her friend.
"I'm glad to have you back." Minerva said happily.
"You have no idea, how happy I am." Lucy said back and excorted the graceful lady to the door. Few minutes after waving at each other, professor McGonagall turned into a cat and walked around the corner. Leaving Lucy standing on the doorframe alone, still waving her hand up high.
"Mum, who was that?" Were the first words, taking Lucy back to reality.
