Leaving and Arriving
I looked into the mirror as I washed my hands, looking to see if I had changed and how over the past months. My hair was longer. I may have grown a few inches taller. I lean over to pull myself closer to the mirror when my hand touched something slimy. I take my hand back in surprise and looked at the in front of me. Instinctively, I pat my robe pocket to check Philip.
"Trevor?" I hear an unsure voice call out from outside the bathroom. I hear his footsteps as he walked away from the door.
"Neville!" I grabbed Trevor gently in one hand and ran after Neville. I tapped his shoulder and showed him his toad.
"Trevor! Thanks, Sally!" He happily took his green companion from me, to whom he whispered, "Why do you keep running away from me?"
"It's nothing. Are you on your way back to the common room?" I ask, trying to make small talk.
"Yeah, I was just looking for Trevor." We continue to walk quietly side by side. We passed by the Great Hall where the red Gryffindor banners still hung in lieu of our House Cup win.
"You did great, by the way," I say to him, nodding in the direction of the banners.
He turned pink but brushed off the compliment, "I didn't even really do anything. Hermione attacked me before I could get my wand out."
I looked him in the eye and smiled, "Still, it was very brave of you." I hesitate for a moment before continuing, "Your parents would be proud."
Time moved faster than I would have wished in our last few hours before getting home. I remember riding boats in the lake, watching as the castle disappeared in the distance. The green trees and mountains seemed to move past us, drawing us nearer to our destination. Before we know it, we were on the platform. I said my goodbyes and promised to write each other letters over the summer to my (not so) new friends.
I looked around, trying to find my mother in the waiting crowd but she wasn't there. I sighed with a smile. Instead of waiting for her, I made my way to St. Mungo's myself and welcomed myself in, smiling at the familiar faces of the healers I had known growing up. When I get to my mom's ward, I run to the healers' station where I found her comparing notes on a particular patient. I give her a tight backhug. "Mom!"
She turned around in surprise and hugged me back. "You should've gone straight home to rest."
"I am home."
A/N: Thanks for reading, everyone. I hope you enjoyed this story. Special 'thank you's to Lina4969, illoqueehesto and kronecker2017 for following the story and, again, to Lina4969 for leaving a review.
This was the first story I started to write but I have finished a couple of others while writing it. I have learned so much writing this story. This also allowed me to play around and find my style, that' s why it's changing all the time. Sad to say, I feel like I haven't really found it yet so I just have to write some more ;) I might want to do other side story stuff for HP but I'm stil not sure about it.
I mostly write SPN fanfic so if you're in the fandom, please feel free to check my profile for my other stories. Again, thank you so much for your time.