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Chapter Eleven Dan's Pov

I ran downstairs to meet my Mum, and I flung the door open. She stood there smiling, wearing some jeans, and a blouse. My Mum quite liked to dress casually. Her brown hair was perched in a bun on top of her head, and she pulled me into a hug, her eyes wet.

" Oh my little Dan all grown up." She cooed.

" Mum." I moaned.

" Sorry." She said grinning.

" Come in." Mrs Lester said, appearing behind me.

" Thank you." She said walking in.

Mum and Mrs Lester immediatly began talking. It didn't seem to take long for them to click. Most soul mates parents did though, it was very rare for it to not occur. Most parents were very willing to get to know who there children would be with.

They immediatly went into the kitchen where dinner was on the table. We all joined her. I introduced her to Phil, and she greeted him happily, despite him not being able to answer her.

Dinner actually passed in a fluent motion. We had chicken, and there was a lot of questions passed around. Mum and Mrs Lester got on really well, laughing and talking about their husbands and things.

" Yeah. Dan was just the cutest baby ever." Mum said cooing, showing everyone a photo of me as a baby.

" Mum!" I exclaimed, appalled and embarrassed.

Really? Really? Why did she have to do that?

" Sorry Daniel. But it is true. Isn't it?"

I didn't bother to reply.

After dinner, we all went into the living room, and the adults carried on drinking tea, and talking. The rest of us were watching tv. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban was on, so we all watched it.

" This is my favourite one." Chris commented suddenly.

" Really?" I asked surprised.

" Yeah. I know this is the only one without Voldemort, but I kind of like that. I am not sure why. But yeah."

" I know. Mine has to be Half Blood Prince." I told them.

" Goblet of fire." Pj said.

" We both like Philosophers Stone." Ivy said about her and Marie.

" Dan?" Mrs Lester called across the room.

" Yes Mrs Lester?"

" I've told you, you can call me Amelia."

" Yes Amelia?"

" We are wondering about living arrangements. You know for you and Phil?" She said.

" Oh."

I hadn't thought this through. I obviously wanted Phil to be in on this decision. This wasn't something I could just decide. I wasn't too bothered either way. I wanted to be near Phil. Wherever I was, it didn't matter to me. I had a feeling we would be staying in Manchester though.

" I was going to wait for Phil to be able to decide. You know, it is his decision too."

" So charming." Mrs Lester, Amelia, said smiling.

" Oh he is." Mum said.

They went back to talking, as if nothing had happened, and the rest of us carried on our conversations about Harry Potter. I was very passionate about them. I loved them.

" Right I have to be off." Mum said at eleven that night.

She gave Mrs Lester a hug, and shook hands with Pj and Chris. Marie and Ivy gave her a hug, Mr Lester bid her goodbye. She gave Phil a hug, and me one as well, kissing my cheek too.

" See you later Dan. I am leaving early tomorrow morning. I have to get back to work."

" Alright. See you later Mum."

She left, thanking everyone for a fabulous evening. She got into her car, and waved as she drove away.

" Right. We have moved forward your trip to Australia. It will be for the best. Dan, we want you and Pj and Chris to all pack your bags tomorrow. It is going to be long day. We are going to go out with Ivy and Marie, and buy you some essentials. We are paying, and you can't argue. There are going to be things you need before going to Australia. Oh and your Mum brought some of your things for you."

" Great." I said smiling.

" Go on then kids. Up to bed." Mr Lester said.

We all did. We were exhausted. I carried Marie up, and Pj carried Ivy. They were both exhausted. Hardly awake at all, and rubbing tiredly at their eyes and yawning.

" Can you read me a book before I go to sleep?" Marie asked.

" Sure, which one."

" The one of the bed side table. Phil wrote it for me."

This piece of infomation surprised me, but I just went with it.

" Okay then. There once was a majestic princess with beauty on the inside and without. She was kind and caring, and loved everyone person in the kingdom, and she knew them by name. She treated them with respect and grace, no matter their social standing. Everyone loved her, and no one commit crime out of respect..." I began.

When I had done, she was curled with a bear, and she was sighing slightly in sleep. I smiled, returning the book to it's previous spot, before leaving the door, and gently closing it behind me.

" Where've you been?" Chris asked.

" Read one of Phil's stories to Marie. He is a great writer."

" He is. He writes books, and his parents laminate them. He makes the front covers, and he makes them personal to whoever he is giving the book to. He knows, that if he ever wants to get a book published, he is going to have to pick one cover, and make it permanant, but at the moment he is fine doing as he is."

" Does he want to be published?"

" Yeah. He does. His parents have offered to pay for it, but he refuses. Anyway, it wouldn't fit in his plan to be published at this point."

" Oh. What is his plan?" I asked, curious.

" He wants to become an English teacher, but publish stories as well." Pj told me.

" It works. Both fit together." Chris told me, inbetween yawns.

I began changing as Pj carried on talking, and Chris settled into bed.

" He writes stories, and gives them to whoever they best relate to, age wise. He always keeps a copy for himself though. I think it is because he finds it kind of fun to read over his work."

" Makes sense." I commented.

" Anyway, how about on the plane to Australia, we lend you some of Phil's books to read."

" I'd like that."

" Good. We have to catch up on the new one anyway." Chris told me.

" Night guys." I said, settling down, Phil held carefully in my arms.

" Night Dan." They chroused.

When I woke the next morning, it was to a bright room, as the sun shone through a gap in the curtains, and to Chris shaking me.

" Come on Dan. We need to get ready and then have breakfast before we go. Phil is already awake and dressed and fed. Peej offerred to do it. We thought we would let you have as much as a lie in as we could manage."

" Thanks Chris."

" No worries. Oh and Mrs Lester is packing Phil's suitcase, so there is no need to worry."

" Great."

I dressed quickly, straightening my curly hair, and then slipping downstairs in to the kitchen. The Lester's had already left apart from Phil, and Pj and Chris were sat, feeding each other bits of toast in some chairs.

I smiled at them softly, before taking my seat next to Phil.

We left around ten that morning. It was a cool day, so we bundled up before going out. It wasn't too long a walk to Peej's house. It was a large house, massive really.

He explained about his parents having good jobs, and having money to spare for things like this. I nodded.

I was just so surprised.

His parents as well as Chris's were still away, so the house was empty apart from his cat, that he said his cleaner came and fed every morning at six before doing the cleaning, and then coming back at seven in the evening to refil.

" It's massive." I said finally.

" Yeah. I guess."

We walked up a steep staircase to Pj's room, and despite it being large, it was no where near as posh as the rest of the house. The walls were plastered in posters, so many that we could only just see the colours of the actual walls, which were a deep blue.

" Right. There is a list of what I need on my bed. All you guys have to do is help me find them. I have no idea where some of them are, but I know for sure, that they are either in this room, or they are in Chris's room at his house."

" Right."

We rolled Phil into the corner, so he could watch us gather everything. The list was long, but I knew that Peej would be able to pay for extra bag allowance if he wanted. He had told me so himself, and that he would pay ours too.

I declined. My parents were rich. My Mum was a movie director, and my Dad wrote movie scripts, and came up with many of the ideas. I could definitely pay for my own.

It took us about an hour and a half to gather all of Peej's belongings that he needed for the trip, and he told me and Chris to go and order something for us all to eat, while he neatly packed them. He told us to leave Phil with him, and that he would bring him down with him afterwards.

We ordered some pizzas, chips and some cans of rubican. It arrived half an hour later, just as Peej came downstairs with Phil. Phil was smiling happily, where as normally he would just be pouting or have a slight crease on his brow.

We ate, while watching Annie on telly. I hadn't seen it in ages, but Peej and Chris clearly had as they were singing along to all the songs and laughing. I just laughed along, finding it funny.

When we were done, we made our way to Chris's and he too seemed to be fairly well off. His house was very large, maybe more so than Pj's, and it surprised me that none of them were posh and snobby. No, they were funny, kind and loving.

" When I am older, I want to live somewhere a lot smaller." Chris said.

" Agreed." Pj said.

" I am with you guys on that one."

" Yeah I have a feeling Phil will be as well. His parents are fairly well off, but not as much as the rest of us, and he would feel uncomfortable in somewhere as big as this. He has mentioned it before. How big is your house anyway Dan?" Chris asked.

I showed them a photo on my phone, and they both whistled in unison.

" That is flipping massive." Pj said.

" Yeah. Not very homely though."

" Yeah. Somewhere small is cosy." Chris told me.

" Phil said that too. He said when he comes here, he is always afraid of accidently smashing something. He is intensely clumsly."

" Aww."

" Yeah, agree with you there. He gets so embarrassed when he knocks something over, or when he trips over something."

" Cute." I whispered to myself, and I knew that they didn't hear.

We finished packing for Chris, and then we made our way back to Phil's house. We were going the next day, as my Mum had paid for the tickets to be moved forward and into first class. I knew Phil's parents had been unwilling at first, embarrassed, but eventually they had given in at my Mum's insistance and the desire to have their son healthy.

We went to bed early that night, not long after tea, and we all were looking forward to the next day. We were going to go and see some sights in Australia as well as getting Phil's treatment.

" Night guys." I whispered, before settling down.