We soon sat down to eat and mother was the only one that seemed happy. I was slightly upset due to the fact of the conversation me and father ended up having.
It's really messed up my mind right now.
After lunch I went upstairs slowly, thinking things over.
When I got to the top of the stairs instead of going to my bedroom I went to the bathroom. I pushed open the door and winced as the creaking of the door sounded through my ears.
It sound ten times bloody louder thanks to my Werewolf hearing. It is a terrible condition... Ruins ones life in so many ways that's for sure.
I walked in and sighed as I looked into the mirror. My hair usually silky and soft looked dull and straw like. I had a faint pink line down my neck. I reached my hand up and ran my fingers over it softly.
"I swear I do more damage to myself..." I grumbled and turned to lock the door. I sighed again for the one hundredth time.
I hate sighing it annoys me and I know that sounds weird because I do it so much but it's just a weird thing to do.
I turned on the shower, so it was burning hot. I shed my clothes and looked over my scar littered body. I then climbed in the steaming hot shower and bit my lip hard as it scoulded me. I didn't care though I wouldn't feel once I got out.
I washed my hair hoping it would improve the way it looked slightly. When I was done I climbed out careful not to slip in which again I had a habit of doing.
I actually... Now that I've really thought about it agree with my father that I must be the most clumsiest Werewolf in existence. I'm terrible on my feet.
I got myself dressed into my old clothes and tied up my hair once I'd dried it. I hate my hair being wet, it feels horrible on my back and it soaks through my clothes. Terrible stuff water is sometimes.
I went to my cupboard and dragged out my empty trunk. I flicked open the lid and walked to my chest of drawers. I pulled out plenty of under ware and thing like that chucking them all into my trunk followed by some pairs of jeans, some T-shirts and plain white shirts as well. I then went down one drawer and pulled out a few spear ties.
After a couple of minutes I was packed and sorted. I had Ookami's food and some other things for him. Now though I just needed him back.
I pulled open my window and called for him. I tried again and again and he wouldn't come back.
"Damned bird I just get him and he disappears!" I hissed and then he came pelting towards the window.
"Oh bloody-"
Next thing I knew I was on the floor with an owl sitting on top of me, rising and falling with my chest as I breathed.
"Hell..." I finished and then laughed softly.
Really I had to pick the crazy lunatic of a bird didn't I. When I looked up at Ookami he had something in his beak. I tilted my head slightly.
Who'd be using my owl to contact me? I only just got it didn't I?
Anyway curiosity got the better of me and I took the letter out of his grasp and let him climb on my arm and I placed him in his now large cage. He would be in the owlery at Hogwarts any way so I wouldn't need a cage for him.
The letter was from Hermione. How she knew I got an owl and knew which one he was for that matter I do not know, but I was still so happy to hear from her.
It was a simple letter telling me my owl had flown into her kitchen window and she was making sure he was alright. She told me she was looking forward to seeing me again and that she'd had a good Christmas and so on. I didn't both writing back because well I would see her tomorrow of course.
It was now about half past ten and I was ordered off to bed. I begged with my father but he ended up throwing me over his shoulder and carried me into my bedroom.
"DAD!" I screamed and he laughed lowering me until I could touch the floor. I looked up at him with a scowl and he smiled and again ruffled my hair.
"Dad stop." I said with a small smile. He kissed my forehead and gave me a warm tight hug goodnight.
"You have an early start tomorrow. So sleep tight and well my little wolf."
I waved goodnight and when the door shut I smiled wider. I love my nickname my father uses. It's exactly what I am though so it works perfectly. I looked out my window seeing the small half moon in the sky. I involuntarily shivered at the sight. I then looked over the many stars in the sky.
"Why me? Why my dad?" I whispered up at the stars wishing I could have an answer, but of course that was not given.
I pulled my curtains closed slowly and got changed into my pyjamas and wondered through back to the bathroom.
I bared my teeth. My smile was terrible due to the fact I had strange teeth (as in them being twice as sharp as the average Witch or Wizard or even Muggle!)
I grabbed my toothbrush applying some toothpaste and brushed my weird teeth and rinsed. I shouted one last goodnight downstairs and shut my bedroom behind me.
Ever since I was a baby seeing as I was born this way I've always been permanently exhausted. It really is terrible for me and I do come down with a lot more colds and things like that... More than others anyway.
Well at least tomorrow I'll see my three best friends again... And I'll be back at Hogwarts were I feel strangely safe. One thing I will miss certainly is my father... I always will and nothing will ever change that...
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~Destrier~ x