Forbidden Love
By: Sarah Wyatt
and
Zeke Waletzky
Disclaimer: We do not own any of the Harry Potter characters They belongs to JK Rowlings. Zeke however owns Piggy. Sarah own Hunter, Aurora, and Reuven. The plot is strictly our shared ideas.
I walked onto the empty train. I looked around for awhile and found an empty seat for myself. I sat down and waited for Reuven. Reuven was my best friend. While I sat and waited him to arrive, I let my mind wander. I started thinking back to when I first met Reuven.
He had just come to the orphanage, since both of his parents where dead. He was seven and I was eight. His father had died when he was three and his mother had committed suicide the previous day, so he needed someone to comfort him. The orphanage was small, and I was the closest to his age so, I got picked for the job.
After about a week he started to cheer up. He got to talking and piggy learned the whole story of his life. I had been in the orphanage since I was 2 months old. There is some proof to say that voldemort killed my parents, but not a lot. The only thing I had to remember them by was this weird seal, with a Clamshell shaped thing on it. They say it was the only thing left in the remains of the house worth keeping.
Reuven then entered the compartment. "Hey." I said cheerfully. I hadn't seen him in about a month. "Hey." He said, but he sounded a little down.
"What's wrong?."
"Oh, the usual. I need to switch orphanages again."
"Oh. Me too. Where are they shipping you off?"
"Kilolands orphanage. They say its like a home. You have your own room. You can have friends over and the like. You?"
I grinned. I was being shipped off to the same place. "Kilolands." I said casually. His eyes opened and said: "SWEET!" I thought the same thing. Except his thoughts were interupted when some other girl entered the cabin.
Disclaimer: We do not own any of the Harry Potter characters They belongs to JK Rowlings. Zeke however owns Piggy. Sarah own Hunter, Aurora, and Reuven. The plot is strictly our shared ideas.
I walked onto the empty train. I looked around for awhile and found an empty seat for myself. I sat down and waited for Reuven. Reuven was my best friend. While I sat and waited him to arrive, I let my mind wander. I started thinking back to when I first met Reuven.
He had just come to the orphanage, since both of his parents where dead. He was seven and I was eight. His father had died when he was three and his mother had committed suicide the previous day, so he needed someone to comfort him. The orphanage was small, and I was the closest to his age so, I got picked for the job.
After about a week he started to cheer up. He got to talking and piggy learned the whole story of his life. I had been in the orphanage since I was 2 months old. There is some proof to say that voldemort killed my parents, but not a lot. The only thing I had to remember them by was this weird seal, with a Clamshell shaped thing on it. They say it was the only thing left in the remains of the house worth keeping.
Reuven then entered the compartment. "Hey." I said cheerfully. I hadn't seen him in about a month. "Hey." He said, but he sounded a little down.
"What's wrong?."
"Oh, the usual. I need to switch orphanages again."
"Oh. Me too. Where are they shipping you off?"
"Kilolands orphanage. They say its like a home. You have your own room. You can have friends over and the like. You?"
I grinned. I was being shipped off to the same place. "Kilolands." I said casually. His eyes opened and said: "SWEET!" I thought the same thing. Except his thoughts were interupted when some other girl entered the cabin.