19th December
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Fry up and Memory
'Morning.' Toby greets me as I walk into the kitchen. She's sitting at the kitchen table, reading the paper, eating toast, and drinking tea, 'Tea's in the pot.' She tells me
I thank her and go and make my breakfast.
'Paper?' She asks as I go and sit down across the table from her, with my breakfast
'Na, I'm all right.' I reply
She nods and takes a sip of her tea
'How come your here?' I ask, straight away I realise that it sounded rude.
She just takes it and smirks thought, 'Well see 7 years ago I meant your sister and yesterday you pick us up and droves us here.'
I smile, 'Sorry, I don't mean to sound rude, but how come your here? Spending Christmas with my mad family? And sharing looks with my dad?'
I probably shouldn't ask but it has been bugging me, and it's not like we are complete strangers, we know each other enough.
'You noticed that then?' She replies, putting on a slight smile
'Sorry, you don't have to tell me.'
'No, it's okay.' She tells me, 'I mostly spend Christmas at Hogwarts; Lils basically ordered me to join you guys.'
I laugh at that, 'She would'
'Yeah. The look with your dad...it's complicated.' She tells me
'Don't worry, I'm just prying.' I tell her
'Seriously I don't mind, put it this way I haven't seen my parent's in a while, your dad knows about it all, hence the look.' She tells me
I nod and stare at her, as she gets up to pour herself more tea. And I can't tear my eyes off her. She's wearing a pair of tight Gryffindor shorts that cling to her legs, making me thankful she's on the quidditch team with Lils and a baggy t-shirt with Celestina Warbeck on it. She looks good,
'Tell me you were that in a purely ironic way?' I joke at her
'Who dear old Celestina? Why I just luurve her.' She jokes at me, sitting back down.
I give her a dirty look
'Lighten up Jimmy.' She tells me. She is the only person allowed to call me Jimmy.
'James!' Fred runs up to me, and grabs me by the neck, 'What we doing today?'
'The usual my dear cousin.' I reply, flinging my arm around him.
We walk down the corridor and turn a corner, to find a first year being pinned to the wall by a girl with a plait in her hair, standing near her is Lily who is wiping her eyes.
'Apologise.' The girl tells him, not easing up.
'Anything wrong lily-kins?' I walk up to her and pull on her pig tails gently, yeah I'm cool and I pretend we're not related, but upset my sister I will hurt you.
'No,' She says sniffing, 'Toby...' She gets cut of, by the sound of the boy-Toby, whimpering
'So Toby, what did you do to my sister.' I say walking up to him. Both he and the girl stare at me. She just shakes her head and applies more pressure to the boy.
'All right, all right,' He-Toby squeaks, 'I'm sorry Lily.' Lily just nods at him. Her friend lets him go and smoothes down her shirt
'You all right Lil-P?' the girl asks Lils, going up and grabbing her hand
'So Toby, I'm thinking we should have a word.' I tell the boy who cowers as me and Fred look over me
'Excuse me, I'm Toby.' The girl with plaits pips up.
'Your Toby!' I exclaim – what?
Lily giggles, 'James, this is Toby my BFF. Toby my brother James.'
'Nice to meet you, Jimmy.' she smiles at me.
I grit my teeth, 'It's James.' I hate Jimmy, I'll put up with Jamie but only if we have some DNA in common
'Yeah, Toby, he doesn't like Jimmy. ' Lily tells her
'Well I don't like being called a boy.' She laughs at Lily.
They turn around and leave me and Fred to deal with the cowering 1st year.
'Oh his name is Davies by the way.' the girl Toby calls from down the corridor, 'Jimmy.'
She's been allowed to call me Jimmy ever since.
'Jimmy?' She asks suddenly after moments of silence
'Yeah.'
'I'm feeling we should have a proper breakfast.' She smiles widely at me, her whole face lighting up.
'Well lets see what you got maestro, breakfast me up.' I tell her, laughing
She jumps up and starts pulling pans out of the cupboards, 'What would your majesty like?'
I smile at her, 'Lets see what you got.'
'Oh your own,' She tells me
By the time that Lily, Albus, Lara and Mum and Dad finally emerge out of bed the Table and the sides are full of food. croissants, crumpets, boiled scrambled and fried eggs, bacon, sausages, beans, hash browns, eggy bread, pancakes and all of the trimming
'Toby!' Albus jumps in excitement and runs over to her, plants a slobbery kiss on her cheek and starts to pile food onto his plate
'Toby..' My mum is speechless
'Um, Shit,' Toby stutters, 'Jimmy made me.' She points at me
Mum just looks at me and raises her eyebrows. 'It's no bother Toby. Thank you.' She says and sits down to pile food onto her plate, 'I don't know how we are going to eat all of this.' She says somewhat unsure watching me and Albus scoff it into our mouths
'I'll call Ron.' My dad declares, pouring his tea.
Minutes later we've been joined by Ron, Hermione, Rose and Hugo
'I love you Toby.' Hugo declares stuffing hash browns into his mouth
'I love you too Huy-huy.' She tells his, patting his head, 'And close your mouth.'
A sudden feeling of jealousy courses though me, and I don't know why and I don't like it
'So what we doing today?' Mum asks us all
'I have to go into work for a few hours.' Dad tells her.
She just nods; he leans in and whispers something in her ear that brings a smile to her face.
'Shopping.' Lily declares
'Oh, where you going?' Mum asks
'Into town.' She replies
'You'll have to pick some stuff up for me.' Mum tells her
'Sure, no problem.'
'Right I'll get in the shower.' Lara says jumping up. 'Rose you coming?'
'Yep, I'll have to go back home to get my bag.' she replies
'Toby, you need to get ready to.' Lily tells her
'Umm.' Toby says looking around the kitchen, 'I need to tidy up.' she finishes running a hand though her hair. Oh no please don't
'Don't worry about it, you cooked it all you don't have to wash up as well, enjoy your day.' Dad tells her.
Toby smiles that tiny smile she does and makes her way up stairs.
'So James, Al what are you doing today?' Dad asks us both
'Al?' I ask
'I dunno,' He replies, 'I think it calls for some epic planning for tomorrows brother-bonding day.' He smirks at me
'I think it does little brother.' smirking back at him
'I hate brother bonding days.' Dad tell us, shaking his head
