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Chapter One: Birthday Affairs
The warm sunlight traveled through the seventh year girl's dormitory in the Gryffindor tower. The early sun, hinting that an exciting day was coming along, glinted to awaken the five sleepy heads.
An alarm went off somewhere in the room and a few sleepy groans could
be heard from the five four-poster beds around the room. At first, soft
shuffling of tired footsteps and stirring could be heard. Then suddenly,
without warning, a scream broke the intensely muffled sleepy sounds.
"Presents!" screamed a fuzzy black headed girl with immensely blurred
glasses.
An excited shuffling now filled the room as four crumple-dressed girls
swarmed around the middle bed. Its owner was still in bed and didn't realize
that all of them had surrounded her four-poster.
"Hey, Charlottie!" squealed a rumpled, bushy redhead as she yanked
on the sheets and prodded the lump about the bed to wake her up.
"What is it?" groaned an irritated voice from under the sheets.
"You've got presents!" said an over-excited blonde with blazing blue-green
eyes. Her lavender sleeping-gown hanging off one of her shoulders as she
bounced in her place.
"Charlottie," said a girl with sleek black hair and stupefying dark
blue eyes, "why do you have a lot of presents at the end of March?"
"What!" said Charlottie, a slender girl with long and straight auburn
hair, the cutest almond shaped dark brown eyes and five small yet visible
moles on her left cheek. Her eyes were suddenly puffy and wide with shock
as she sat up instantly on her bed and stared at the pile of parcels on
top of her trunk at the foot of her bed. She got up and went beside the
others who were gawking at her pile of parcels.
"I didn't tell them to do anything…oh, NO!" said Charlottie, her sleepy
face all screwed up and a number of lines were creasing on her forehead.
"What is it?" asked Serenede Winifred, the over-excited blonde with
blue-green eyes, her expression changed from over-excited to confusion,
"Were these very, very late Christmas presents and they tried to make it
up to you by sending these?"
"No." said Charlottie, her voice as flat as an ironed clothing.
"Then what's wrong?" said Alletty Umpham, the girl with sleek black
hair and stupefying dark blue eyes, "It's not like they were sent to torment
you—"
"Trust me," said Charlottie, her voice now filled with sarcasm, "They're
sent to ruin my life."
"What d'you mean?" asked Nanzel Wadsworth, the rumpled, bushy redhead,
her eyebrows uneven in a confused look.
"Yeah, I don't understand it," said Carey Whitcombe, the fuzzy black
headed girl with immensely blurred glasses, "How is a pile of presents
going to ruin your life if they're so full of—"
"Embarrassing and humiliating stuff." Charlottie finished for
her, a mortified look on her face.
"It can't be that bad," said Alletty, she put a comforting hand on
Charlottie's shoulder, "Besides, presents can be really cool, sweet and
sometimes, even surprising!"
"Yeah," said Nanzel, a mortified look on her face, "my Great Aunt Mary
Austin gave me a Magical Burping Toad last summer for my birthday. It burped
every time I did something inaccurately even if it was an accident so my
mum and dad were usually blowing down my back."
"Oh my!" said Serenede, clapping a hand to her right cheek, "What a
horrible present! Did you try and get rid of it?"
"I tried, but my mum caught me and said that I was trying to get rid
of it so I could lie about what I did wrong." said Nanzel.
"Did you try the Avada Kedavra Curse? That might've done the trick…"
Alletty suggested, an evil grin on her face.
"You very well know that it is illegal," said Nanzel, accusingly waving
a finger at Alletty. Her flaming green eyes in a know-it-all stare. She
tries her hardest to beat Charlottie at everything, which is impossible
because she really isn't as smart as Charlottie. Nanzel also tries to boss
people around, sweeping her bushy red hair at all of them. But there's
a hitch, Alletty, keen and observant of her every movement gladly takes
the challenge of catching her make a mistake and see her flop.
"It's only illegal if done to a fellow human being!" said Alletty,
looking triumphant and ready to kill. Her dark blue eyes made her look
even more like an evil sorceress than a good-natured witch. Because of
her sleek black hair, she looks like the modern type of witch like the
ones you see in some of the modern witchcraft movies. But the truth is,
she is very cool, kind and fun loving to her roommates and friends.
"All right, all right!" said Carey, putting herself in the middle of
Nanzel and Alletty, her hazel eyes flashing behind her blurred glasses
and silencing the two. Carey was the one who controls their group. She's
the one you'd call the adamant girl of Gryffindor tower. She can make you
hold your tongue and keep it in for the whole day. Her penetrating hazel
eyes like daggers and she has a slight resemblance to Professor McGonagall:
her stern look that can silence people all around and her blurred, almost
squared glasses. In some cases where Nanzel and Alletty fight, she would
be the referee in the match. "You two are acting like Ickle half-witted
first years!"
Serenede suppressed a giggle that made them turn to her direction.
Tension rising in the atmosphere, Carey returned to gain control of the
two by pointing both her index fingers at their noses and making Serenede
about to laugh.
"All right, let's stop all this nonsense and watch Charlottie open
her presents." said Carey, tilting her head at the patiently waiting and
trying-to-avoid-getting-into-trouble, Charlottie's direction.
"Okay," answered the two but still eyeing each other. This kind of
situation would be called normal in the seventh year girl's dormitory.
Most of the time, shrieks and screams are heard from their part of the
tower. But the rest of the Gryffindor students found this as normal as
having the Weasley twins setting up tricks on everything around the tower.
"Hey!" squealed Serenede, bouncing up and down, making her blond hair
gleam as she pointed at something beside Charlottie's four-poster, "Look
at this one! It must be something expensive!"
The other girls shuffled to where she was and took a good look at what
she was so excited about.
"What is it?" asked Carey, her blurred glasses flashing in curiosity.
"Ooohhh…" a hush fell as everyone got a clearer view of what it was.
There, right under Charlottie's bedside table, was an enormous wooden
crate wrapped in brilliant red Japanese paper and golden stringy ribbons.
It was neatly placed just under the drawer and a small envelope, probably
a note, stuck out from the many tangles of ribbons.
"Who do you think is it from?" asked Alletty so suddenly that the other
four jumped.
"I don't know…" said Charlottie as she stepped forward to come inspect
the crate. She bent down and tried to heave it to the top of her bed but
it was, obviously, too heavy, "Eow!"
"What were you thinking?!" roared Carey, her face in a know-it-all-you're-not-supposed-to-do-such-stupid-thing,
"Of course, it's heavy! What, you're expecting that it would be light?!"
Now, Carey had her hands on her hips and shaking her head with disapproval.
Charlottie, on the other hand, has had enough.
"Oh shut up, Carey!" snapped Charlottie, seemingly more dangerous than
Carey whenever she's enraged or infuriated.
Charlottie snatched her wand from under one of her pillows, deciding
that it was better not to waste their time.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" chanted Charlottie, with exasperation evident
in her voice.
The crate floated slowly from beneath the bedside table and silently,
Charlottie lead it towards her trunk. The other four watched a master witch
at work.
She made the crate land on her redwood trunk with a soft 'thud'. Then,
they all shuffled towards the crate and as Charlottie chanted "Diffindo"
and made the paper rip easily, they moved in closer. They opened the lid
and a mixture of sweet, fuzzy, minty and every heavenly scent surrounded
them.
The crate was filled with tens and thousands of different kinds of
sweets from Honeyduke's Sweet Shop at the wizarding village, Hogsmeade.
"Wow!" was all the four of them could express as their eyes gapped
from the dozens of boxes of Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans to the infinite
packs of Chocolate Frogs to the numerous bundles of Sugar Quills. With
the exception of Charlottie, interrogations, suggestions, skepticism, and
fantasies of the delicious, mouthwatering sight made their way to the girls'
thoughts. They were about to mention their inquisition to Charlottie when
they found her silent and had her head hanging down.
"What's the matter, Charlottie?" asked Nanzel, her green eyes filled
with worry, "Don't you like them? It's possibly the whole Sweets' Shop
in one huge five-ton wooden crate. I'm sure you must at least like them."
"Nothing," said Charlottie, lifting her head and plastered a weak smile
on her face to assure the others that she was all right, "I just remembered
something I needed to do."
"Well, whatever it is, it's got to have something to do with all these
sweets!" said an excited Serenede.
"I can relate!" said Carey, a glint of cold hunger in her used-to-be
stern hazel eyes, "Suddenly, my stomach just went empty and I feel the
need for a large and delicious breakfast!" she eyed the sweets and rubbed
her hands as if an evil scheme was coming to mind, and she added to give
effect, "Even though I did promise myself I would continue to watch out
for my in between meals habit."
All of them burst out in a chorus of hearty laughter at the memory
of having to put a body bind spell on Carey on their third year at Hogwarts
and all the trouble that caused them to get their hands on a potion to
make her taste buds shrivel so she won't like the taste of the food she
ate and momentarily disliking the food in front of her. But as they were
third years, the only useful person was Charlottie. Carey, now slim and
beautiful, didn't have a care in the world about the food the she eats.
And to make matters even more serious, she is currently having a hot relationship
with a handsome seventh year and goes by the name, Harper McGinley. The
very reason she wanted to give her body a ship-shape shape to impress him.
She's been "in love" with Harper since their 2nd year and it turned out
that he, Harper, with his tanned features, light brown hair, beautiful
blue eyes, and dazzling smile, had been "in love" with her and had admired
her secretly, in the same way. Impossible, some would say, because of Carey's
size and low self-confidence but that wasn't what Harper saw. What he saw
was her firm, neat, matter-of-fact attitude toward her studies, her wittiness
towards her large size and her cheerfulness towards her friends. But this
didn't stop her from going on with the diet and loosing all that weight.
"So, who's it from?" asked Alletty, curiosity shinning in her pale eyes.
"Um… I don't know, really…" said Charlottie, somehow trying to be stupid
so suddenly that suspicions arose.
"But wasn't there a card?" asked a perky Serenede, a tad confused,
though.
"Yeah, it's tangled with that stringy ribbon," said Carey as she bent
down, snatched the tangled golden web of a ribbon and exclaimed "It's here!"
before straightening up and waved it for them to see.
The four of them curiously drew nearer to Charlottie as Carey untangled
the heavy looking envelope from the stringy ribbon and handed it to her.
"Open it! Open it! Squealed Serenede, surging with excitement and jumping
up and down.
"Shh!!!" the other three dealt her to keep quiet.
Charlottie didn't mind her nor the other three because her mind was
obviously centered on a certain envelope. She tore open the envelope and
a thick, black parchment stuck out. It had a sort of glow or glitter coming
from it that looked like fine, magical gold dust but finer because it can
only be seen by the gleam of the sunlight coming from the window. A scent
of sweet Cherry blossom overtook them, coming from the parchment, itself.
A combination of 'Oohs' and 'Aahs' were heard around
the silent room as the other four took in the card's appearance. Charlottie
took the black parchment out and saw an untidy scribble of words in bold
letters and what seemed to be sparkly silver ink with a soft silver glitter
that hang motionlessly around. It had the words written:
To Charlottie:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
I hope you'll like this!
*though I was thinking that it was too much*
From: Me
"Who's ME?" asked Serenede with a confused frown.
"Don't be daft, Serenede!" said Alletty, aggravated, "It obviously
means that someone doesn't want us to know he sent it to Charlottie! It's
probably from someone who attends this school and he must be close to Charlottie,
as well and has got to have a load of gold and wittiness to have bought
a whole sweets-shop-in-a-crate for her!" Alletty ranted on and on, once
started, can never stop especially when it's a sneaky topic.
Charlottie snapped out from her gaze on the card and was about to comment
on Alletty's incredulous assumptions when Carey suddenly added in.
"She's right, y'know," added Carey, not giving Charlottie a chance
to voice out.
"Or it could be someone who just wants her to either gain a
ton or pull a silly prank on her." said Nanzel, trying a different approach
and obviously trying to prove that she had a more conclusive mind than
that of the others, especially Alletty.
"There's no way the person sent these to pull a prank or to try to
have Charlottie walking around looking like an over-inflated balloon,"
interjected Alletty, as intelligently as she can and setting her eyebrows
high up wickedly. She was eyeing Nanzel with a cunning grin, receiving
a piercing glance from her that would have jolts of electricity surging
from them, "It's just too sweet to send someone a whole crate filled with
sweets… it's just too… admirer type of thing to do…" she gave a sly shrug.
"Really?!" squealed Serenede, her head bobbing with excitement, "Does
that mean somebody's trying to tell Charlottie that he wants to have a
date with her?"
"No! Of course,—" as much as Charlottie tried to interject, Alletty
quickly continued on as if she didn't hear Charlottie's pursuit to end
the discussion.
"No! Not just a date," said Alletty, correcting Serenede's question,
"probably, this guy's even in love with her and is just to shy to admit
his feelings publicly!" a triumphant smile eased its way on Alletty's face
as she glanced at Charlottie with teasing eyes.
"Really?! Wow!!! I can't wait to meet him! D'you know who he is, Charlottie?"
said Serenede, clapping her hands and bouncing to Charlottie's side, taking
her left arm and hugging it happily.
"No! Of course, not! You wouldn't know if—"
And again, she was cut off by Alletty who simply wouldn't give up teasing
her.
"The only problem is, he hasn't sent anything before…" said Alletty,
a thoughtful twinkle in her eyes as she gazed at nothing and rubbing her
perfectly shaped chin with her slender thumb, deep in thought.
"Yes, and to top it all off he sent it on our last year at Hogwarts…"
offered Carey, mimicking the look on Alletty's face and rubbing her chin
in a serious pondering.
"Oh, come off it!" burst Charlottie, shaking her head in disbelief,
breaking their train of thoughts about the mystery man, "You don't really
know if it were boy or a girl, the one who sent this!" she pointed
at the crate overflowing with sweets, "You haven't got a proof!"
Now she was getting frustrated.
"Now, now, just take a look." said Nanzel, gesturing towards the crate,
"A girl would certainly not send something like that to you… but a boy
would. And also, the handwriting is just too… untidy to be a girl's…" Nanzel
took her hand holding the enchanted card and pointed at the words written
on it, as proof.
"Oh, this is bloody mad!" said Charlottie, obviously getting irritated
with all their silly, unfathomable proclamations about a secret admirer,
"Let's go down and have some breakfast, I'm famished!" she flicked her
wand and muttered some well chosen words to get the crate and the other
parcels off her trunk for her to get some of her clothes.
"But what about the rest of your presents?" asked Serenede, pouting
and glancing at the scattered pile of parcels on the floor with obvious
longing.
"I'll open them some other time," reasoned Charlottie, waving a dismissive
hand and closed herself behind the hangings of her four-poster bed to change
into her clothes.
"Awww…" whined Serenede, a huge frown on her used to be jovial face.
The others went back into their respective beds to change as well but they didn't know what Charlottie was doing inside her four-poster…
"How dare he!" whispered Charlottie, both pain and loathing searing
in her voice as she sat on her pillows, resting her back and head on the
elegantly carved wooden panel of her bed, "I'll never forgive him!"
She sat there, silent for a moment, clutching the black parchment tightly
and crumpling it, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She finally sat
up and pulled on some different clothes, sniffed silently, roughly wiped
the moist of tears from her eyes, jabbed the black parchment card into
the front pocket of her over-all jumper, and went out the dormitory with
her friends.
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