The guest part 1
"UUUUUuuGGGGGGGGGHhhhhhhhhhhh "Hermione moaned as she threw up once again in the corner of the bedroom closet, or to her known as "hermione's bedroom"
She had been feeling weird these past weeks. Ever since that day when Daniel had been about to hit her with the hot pot, she had lost track of memory of that day for some reason the only thing she knew with certainty was that the black haired boy she had seen in her dreams was real. She wasn't sure how she knew this but it was a distinct feeling she had been having.
She sighed as she cleaned up her mess "I can't believe that I can even think about him being my freind I mean you can't be too sure about who you see or or not" she whispered
And then suddenly she bent down because her stomache was hurting greatly again. She was just about to check what it was when…
"OH Hermione, come downstairs, you'lle never guess who's here" she heard Daniel say sweetly
Hermione swayed on her feet, her dad was inviting her downstairs to meet someone? That couldn't be possible.
But then she looked at her finger calendar and sighed, of course he was it was full moon, his boss was coming over.
She ignored her stomache pain and she quickly shed her paper dress and pulled on her periwinkle little girl gown. She hid her scars with fake skinlike cloth and washed her face and tyed her hair in a satin ribbon and"happily" skipped downstairs.
The dress she was wearing was the only dress she had it was for occasions like this. At othertimes, Daniel would make her wear a paper bag from Roche Bros.