The Houses Compatition
House: Ravenclaw
Category: Drabble
Prompt: [Weather] Sunny
WC: 500
The weather on the Scottish hillside was sunny, contrasting how Helena was feeling. The one day that clouds would have been nice, they suddenly disappeared. Clouds also would have helped hide her, rain even more so. It was risky setting up protection spells in sight of a muggle village, but it needed to be done.
Helena waved her wand and muttered the final part of the muggle- repelling charm. Stepping through the wall of magic, she entered the forest and made her way to her small shelter. Laying down on her makeshift bed Helena sighed and fell asleep.
Helena ran out of her family's small cottage on the morning of her sixth birthday. It was sunny and Helena was convinced the day would be perfect. She ran through the small Scottish village and knocked on her friend's door.
Her friend's father opened it. "Hello, Helena," he said. "I've heard tell that you're older than you were yesterday."
"Aye! I'm six!" Helena responded, bouncing and holding up six fingers.
"Are you now? I suppose you're here to see Kirsty?"
Helena nodded and entered as he stepped aside. Kirsty was sitting by the eastern window working on a sampler. "Kirsty, will you ask your mum if you can come down by the loch with me?" Helena asked, tripping over her words and still bouncing.
Kirsty nodded and slipped off her stool and went out back to ask her mother for permission. It wasn't long before the two girls were running down the mountain towards the loch.
By the time the reached the bank, both were out of breath. Sitting down the two friends started chatting.
"Well look who it is." Helena turned to see Eric, a local bully.
"What do you want?" Helena asked, standing up and putting her hands on her hips.
"I don't want anything, I just want to see if you're still a baby. You are six now."
"I'm not a baby."
"I think I'll decide that," Eric pretended to look thoughtful. "Aye, I think you're still a baby."
"I'm not a baby!" Helena stompped her foot as she shouted. The grass between them burst into flames.
Helena stared into the fire as Eric and Kirsty stumbled back, away from her and the flames. She didn't hear when Eric started running up the mountain, calling for his father. Or when Kirsty started crying. How had that happened?
The fire disappeared just as it reached her bare feet. "Helena." She heard her mother say. Looking up she saw her slipping a thin stick up her sleeve. Her father was there too, so were most of the villagers.
"Rowena, what's going on?" Helena's father asked.
Slowly Rowena turned around to face the villagers.
Helena jerked awake, her heart pounding. The sun was setting, casting light in the corner of the room. Sitting on a small wooden shelf was her mother's diadem. The bronze eagle seemed to stare at her, the same way her father has assured at her mother.