Chapter 14: The Ranch
About twenty minutes later the dance got out and Cho came up to her room. "Chanse?" Cho looked around and saw two huge suitcases packet, "Chanse, what's going on?"
Chanse looked up, "I'm leaving for my mother's ranch tomorrow." Cho started to open her mouth, "and no I'm not leaving for good. I'll be back in two weeks."
"But why are you leaving Hogwarts, why don't you just stay for break, like everyone else? During break they throw some wicked parties!" Cho laughed.
"Because I haven't seen my mother and father for six months. I want to see them." Chanse walked over to the bathroom and closed the door and a few minutes later she came back out holding her dress, and she was in her pajamas. "I need to go to bed now."
"Why? I came back up here to get you, for the Sixth Year after Ball Party," Cho walked into her closet and changed into some jeans and a tight shirt, "come on. Change into something you can get down and dirty in." Cho, evilly, smiled.
"Sorry Cho I can't. I have to be ready to leave for the train, with Hagrid by ten. I have to be dressed, and I have to have said my goodbye's before that too."
"Oh."
"So I'm going to go to bed now," Chanse walked over to Cho, "Good night, have fun." Chanse walked back over to where her camera was, and handed it to Cho, "Here take pictures for me."
"Ok. Good night." Cho grabbed the camera and ran out the room.
Chanse walked over to her dresser, sat down, and looked in the mirror and began to brush her hair. She watched herself carefully, watching every move she made.
Then she stopped brushing her hair and looked at her reflection in the mirror and tilted her head. She looked down at the floor and began to think, "What if I had kissed Oliver? What would we be like afterwards?" Chanse looked back up at her reflection and saw her eyes full of tears, but she didn't know why. She tried to figure it out but her heart, mind, and soul couldn't make up their thoughts.
Chanse let out a sigh, stood up and walked over to her bed and slipped into it. She sat there for a little bit and tried to figure out what she was thinking but everything was a blur.
She finally shook her head, slipped down farther into her covers and reached over to her bed-side table to turn off the light, but she knock the pile of letter on the floor. She leaned over the side of her bed and picked them up one by one and laid them down on her bed.
When she was done doing that she piled them up and set them down on the table and then looked closely at the top letter. "Geno...did I get mail while I was at the dance?"
"Yes...Only one letter though. I set it on the table next to your bed." Chanse shook her head and grabbed the letter. She scooted back against her headboard and began to open, she read:
Chanse~
I know you're not happy with me and I know Oliver sure as hell isn't. But I only act like a bitch to you because you refuse to listen to my pleas.
Seriously, Oliver used me!
I know you've heard Oliver's and other people's stories about our relationship but here's my side; Sure it's true that I acted more Gryffindorish to get Oliver to notice me. So he started to notice me and then we became friends. Then he asked me out, and of coarse I said yes.
Then we skipped regular kissing, and went straight to snogging. But after snogging Oliver seemed to want more, and I wouldn't give up anymore, he dumped me. Flat out.
So just be careful Chanse, I know this may seem like a lame attempt to get you stop hanging around Oliver because I want him back. This isn't, it's true I want him back, even though he used me. At the time I dated Oliver I didn't want to go that far. So I stopped liking him because I thought he would never go back out with me because I didn't do the things he wanted.
Finally I started dating again and then I finally did it... I had sex.
Chanse's jaw dropped wide open and she reread that sentence,
Finally I started dating again and then I finally did it...I had sex.
Chanse took a deep breath a continued reading...
Please what ever you do, just be careful around Oliver.
~Blaise Zabini~
Chanse set the letter down and looked over at Geno. 'What's wrong Chanse?'
"He just was..." tears started to roll down Chanse's face, "using me." Chanse began to cry softly. Geno flew over onto Chanse's bed and looked up at her. "He doesn't care about me." Chanse whispered.
Chanse tightly squeezed her eyes and let out a sigh. She wiped her tears, and looked down at Geno and forced and smiled and petted his little, red head. Geno cooed and flew back into his cage. Chanse continued to look down on her bed, where Geno and stood.
Her mind was racing full of thoughts, and her heart was racing with emotions. She sighed, laid back down and curled up in her covers and tried so hard not to cry, but she couldn't help it. Tears ran down her face, before she fell asleep.
Chanse woke up early in the morning to Geno's telepathic wake up call. "I'm awake." Chanse answered as she rolled out of bed, "I'm up...I'm up."
Chanse walked over to her closet and pulled out a tan tank-top, which had a v-neck style to it, and a brown mini-shirt. She went and changed, and then came back out and went to her dresser and put on her makeup. Then she twisted her hair and clipped it up. She walked over to the full-length mirror and took one last look at herself. She nodded with acceptance.
She walked over to Cho's bed and shook her. "Cho wake up, I'm leaving." Cho rolled over and scratched her eyes and looked up at Chanse.
"Oh Merlin!" Cho jumped out of bed, "You're leaving, I was going to hang out with you before you left." Cho sighed and sat down on her bed.
"Thanks, Cho. But hey I have to go." Cho stood up and gave Chanse a great big bear hug. "Now go back to bed." Chanse slightly pushed Cho back on the bed Cho smiled, and curled back into bed.
Chanse walked to the door and began to take her bags outside, "See you in two weeks." Cho yelled from her bed.
Chanse stopped and smiled at the heap of covers (who was Cho). Chanse shook her head and started to pick up her purse, her bags, and Geno, then she quickly ran back in and grabbed the letter, she had read the night before, and shoved it into her pocket.
Chanse walked down in the Ravenclaw commons room, where most of the house was lounging in. Chanse stopped at the stairs and looked around, "This is my family. I belong here." She thought.
She slightly laughed and walked towards the door, where the painting swung open, but Chanse stood in the entrance and turned around. "See ya...family." She whispered. She turned back around and walked out.
Chanse walked down the hallway and down the shifting stairs. Where she stood in front of the Great Hall and looked around, "I really do belong here." she said.
"Yes you do, Miss. Jackson." Dumbledore said from behind.
Chanse turned around and smiled at the old wizard. He nudged by her and walked down the stairs and turned down a hallway, to his office.
She smiled, and started up the other side of the shifting stairs, to the Gryffindor house. When she finally reached it she walked up to the painting, "Password?"
"Um... Caput Draconis."
"That is incorrect." Chanse looked up at her in shock.
"But...last night...never mind. Lady I was...um....just wondering whether....forget it." Chanse laughed, and turned around and started back down the hallway.
"Wait!" The Fat Lady shouted. Chanse turned back around and walked back to the painting.
"Yes, Lady?" The painting smiled.
"Please sit Chanse." Chanse set down her bags, and sat down, in front of the painting, "I'm going to be straight forward with you. About Oliver and you.
Just like all the other ghosts and paintings, all the kids of our house we think of them as our own children," Chanse nodded, and continued to listen, "well like most mothers they're careful about who their boys date." Chanse looked down and slightly laughed, "Oliver's like my son, and you like him, I know you do." Chanse blushed, "And I also know that he likes you.
Well I just want you to know that I think it would be just fine if you dated him." Chanse stood up and looked at the painting a half smile.
"I like you because you treat Oliver well, and you make him happy. But on top of that you show me respect. You're the only student that calls me Lady everyone calls me 'Fat Lady.' I know I'm fat but have respect." Chanse laughed, "And because I like you I want you to know that you're welcome in my house anytime you want.
The painting swung open and Chanse's jaw dropped, "Thank you Lady. If I could give you a hug I would." Chanse quickly ran inside.
Once she was inside she looked around and saw almost all the Gryffindor's standing in the commons room, whispering and looking at Chanse. Chanse looked around at all them, nervously, then she looked back around and walked towards Angelina, who was to busy, in the corner, reading. "Hey Angelina."
Angelina looked up and did a double take on Chanse, and Chanse laughed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm leaving to go to a ranch, I'll be back."
"Oh. Well I miss you."
"I know I'll miss you too." Chanse gave her a hug and out of the corner of her eyes she saw Hermione watching them.
"Hermione!" Chanse yelled, "I'll be back." Chanse dropped her bags and ran over to Hermione and picked her up and hugged her.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm leaving town. I'm going to my mom's ranch, I'll be back in two weeks, don't worry." Chanse laughed.
"Oh how fun. I'll miss you." Hermione wined.
"I know... I'll miss you too. Hey, I don't need to tell you but...watch Harry and Ron," She glanced over at the boys, who were casting spells on Scabbers, Chanse raised an eyebrow ,then looked back at Hermione, "...make sure they're good while I'm gone."
Hermione looked over at Harry and Ron who were, now, in the corner, giggling like school girls, "I will." Angelina walked over holding Chanse's bags, and dropped them down next to Chanse's feet.
"Thanks. "Chanse said, and Angelina nodded.
"So, do you have time to hang out?"
"No, I need to find Oliver, and then leave to meet Hagrid, to go."
"Oh. Actually, I haven't seen him all day." Angelina exclaimed, "I mean I didn't even see him at the after party!"
"Ok, I'll just put this in his room." Chanse ran as fast as she could up the stairs and down the boy's dormitory hallway.
When she was outside Oliver's door she knocked, and got no response. She slowly turned the knob and walked in.
When she was inside she remembered the night she had spent in Oliver's arms, and how good that felt. Chanse held back her tears, from what she was about to do.
She walked over to Oliver's bed and pulled out the crinkled letter that Blaise had written her. She picked up the pen by his bed and wrote on the envelope:
Oliver please read this.
~Chanse~
PS
Is this true?
She set it down on the pillow and walked t the door and opened it and stood in the doorway and looked at the envelope, and then she turned and walked out.
She ran back to the commons room where Angelina and Hermione were talking, "Hey guys. I got to go."
Chanse gave them each one last hug, and then she walked over to Harry and Ron. "Boys be good." She smirked with a laugh.
Harry lightly laughed, "Always." Ron started laughing hard, and then quickly stopped.
"Bye boys." Chanse turned, and walked back to her bags, and walked out of the Gryffindor house.
She walked out of the house and waved bye to the Fat Lady, and walked down the stairs.
The whole time she was walking down the stairs she thought about Oliver; everything and anything about Oliver. The way he smiles, how he makes her feel...everything.
When she reached the front stairs, Hagrid was waiting for her, holding his egg, "Hello, Chanse. You ready to go?" Chanse nodded and followed Hagrid out.
On the way out, Chanse looked all around at Hogwarts, like she had done earlier that year, when she first started. She thought about all the memories she had there: Meeting new people, join quidditch, beating Gryffindor, the elf, and other things.
Then she thought about the Yule Ball, and she stopped, and Hagrid kept walking ahead. Then he stopped, "Come on Chanse, no time to wait." Chanse quickly shook her head, and ran up to Hagrid.
Eventually they reached the train station and boarded.
Chanse and Hagrid found a cabin, and settled in. All the way to the ranch, Hagrid kept talking about how excited he was to hatch his egg, but Chanse wasn't paying any attention to him. She was to busy staring out the window, trying to figure out what she as to do with her life.
The train continued on, and Chanse fell asleep to the background noise of Hagrid talking, and her thoughts of what to do. 'Should I believe Blaise? Do I like Oliver? What should I do?' She thought before she fell asleep.
Finally, around sometime, the train stopped. "Wake up Chanse, we're here." Hagrid shook Chanse, till she woke up.
"Ok." Chanse sat up and put on her bags and followed Hagrid out into the isle.
When she was standing in the isle waiting, she remember that she was here going to see her parents. She got really excited which made it feel like the line was moving slower and slower. Finally Chanse stepped off the train and saw her parents.
"Chanse!" Her mom and dad screamed as they ran towards her.
"Mommy, Daddy!" Chanse dropped her bags, by Hagrid, and ran and jumped into her dad's arms. He spun her around and around then set her down, and her mother hugged her.
"I have so many questions, Chanse."
"Yeah, I only have one...are there any boys in your life?" Chanse's father looked very serious.
"Tom!" Chanse's mom hit her husband, "But seriously is there." Heather nudged Chanse with a smile.
"Well..." Chanse looked away.
"Oh tell me all about him..." Chanse's mom grabbed her daughter's arm "...Is it Oliver?"
"Who's Oliver?" Chanse's dad asked but it was too late, Chanse and her mom had already walked off to gossip.
He walked over to Hagrid and picked up his daughter's bags. "Hello Hagrid, it's so nice to see you. What's it been fourteen years?"
"Fifteen, and it's nice to see you too, Tom." They picked up the bags and walked behind the girls, back to the car.
They drove till they reached a huge farm, in the middle of nowhere. "Here we are." Chanse's dad said.
They crawled out of the car and got their bags and walked up to the house. Once inside, Chanse set her bags down, and her jaw dropped, as she looked around the huge front entrance of the house. Chanse closed her mouth and ran all around the house and looked in every nook and notch in the whole house.
"Dad this is awesome." Chanse screamed from the house, down to her dad, who was helping Hagrid, get the rest of the bags.
Chanse got back downstairs and thought about what room she wanted. She picked up her bags and walked up the stairs and down a hallway that was very similar to the hallway, she went down every morning, to get to her room, at Hogwarts, "Except it has wallpaper." Chanse laughed in her head.
She looked in every room, but she couldn't find the right room for her. When she reached the end of the hallway she checked in the last room.
It was a beautiful red room, with melted candles everywhere, and Chinese lanterns in every corner. Chanse slowly walked in and dropped her bags.
"Chanse where are you?" Chanse mom yelled, as she walked up the stairs.
"Down here mom." Chanse mom walked down, checking in every room, until she reached the room that Chanse was in.
Chanse mom stood outside the door for a little bit, and then she slowly opened the door. She saw Chanse sitting on the bed, reading the Daily Prophet.
Chanse's mom walked over to the bed and sat down. "Hi, mom. Isn't this a cool room?"
"This was my sister's room." She whispered.
About twenty minutes later the dance got out and Cho came up to her room. "Chanse?" Cho looked around and saw two huge suitcases packet, "Chanse, what's going on?"
Chanse looked up, "I'm leaving for my mother's ranch tomorrow." Cho started to open her mouth, "and no I'm not leaving for good. I'll be back in two weeks."
"But why are you leaving Hogwarts, why don't you just stay for break, like everyone else? During break they throw some wicked parties!" Cho laughed.
"Because I haven't seen my mother and father for six months. I want to see them." Chanse walked over to the bathroom and closed the door and a few minutes later she came back out holding her dress, and she was in her pajamas. "I need to go to bed now."
"Why? I came back up here to get you, for the Sixth Year after Ball Party," Cho walked into her closet and changed into some jeans and a tight shirt, "come on. Change into something you can get down and dirty in." Cho, evilly, smiled.
"Sorry Cho I can't. I have to be ready to leave for the train, with Hagrid by ten. I have to be dressed, and I have to have said my goodbye's before that too."
"Oh."
"So I'm going to go to bed now," Chanse walked over to Cho, "Good night, have fun." Chanse walked back over to where her camera was, and handed it to Cho, "Here take pictures for me."
"Ok. Good night." Cho grabbed the camera and ran out the room.
Chanse walked over to her dresser, sat down, and looked in the mirror and began to brush her hair. She watched herself carefully, watching every move she made.
Then she stopped brushing her hair and looked at her reflection in the mirror and tilted her head. She looked down at the floor and began to think, "What if I had kissed Oliver? What would we be like afterwards?" Chanse looked back up at her reflection and saw her eyes full of tears, but she didn't know why. She tried to figure it out but her heart, mind, and soul couldn't make up their thoughts.
Chanse let out a sigh, stood up and walked over to her bed and slipped into it. She sat there for a little bit and tried to figure out what she was thinking but everything was a blur.
She finally shook her head, slipped down farther into her covers and reached over to her bed-side table to turn off the light, but she knock the pile of letter on the floor. She leaned over the side of her bed and picked them up one by one and laid them down on her bed.
When she was done doing that she piled them up and set them down on the table and then looked closely at the top letter. "Geno...did I get mail while I was at the dance?"
"Yes...Only one letter though. I set it on the table next to your bed." Chanse shook her head and grabbed the letter. She scooted back against her headboard and began to open, she read:
Chanse~
I know you're not happy with me and I know Oliver sure as hell isn't. But I only act like a bitch to you because you refuse to listen to my pleas.
Seriously, Oliver used me!
I know you've heard Oliver's and other people's stories about our relationship but here's my side; Sure it's true that I acted more Gryffindorish to get Oliver to notice me. So he started to notice me and then we became friends. Then he asked me out, and of coarse I said yes.
Then we skipped regular kissing, and went straight to snogging. But after snogging Oliver seemed to want more, and I wouldn't give up anymore, he dumped me. Flat out.
So just be careful Chanse, I know this may seem like a lame attempt to get you stop hanging around Oliver because I want him back. This isn't, it's true I want him back, even though he used me. At the time I dated Oliver I didn't want to go that far. So I stopped liking him because I thought he would never go back out with me because I didn't do the things he wanted.
Finally I started dating again and then I finally did it... I had sex.
Chanse's jaw dropped wide open and she reread that sentence,
Finally I started dating again and then I finally did it...I had sex.
Chanse took a deep breath a continued reading...
Please what ever you do, just be careful around Oliver.
~Blaise Zabini~
Chanse set the letter down and looked over at Geno. 'What's wrong Chanse?'
"He just was..." tears started to roll down Chanse's face, "using me." Chanse began to cry softly. Geno flew over onto Chanse's bed and looked up at her. "He doesn't care about me." Chanse whispered.
Chanse tightly squeezed her eyes and let out a sigh. She wiped her tears, and looked down at Geno and forced and smiled and petted his little, red head. Geno cooed and flew back into his cage. Chanse continued to look down on her bed, where Geno and stood.
Her mind was racing full of thoughts, and her heart was racing with emotions. She sighed, laid back down and curled up in her covers and tried so hard not to cry, but she couldn't help it. Tears ran down her face, before she fell asleep.
Chanse woke up early in the morning to Geno's telepathic wake up call. "I'm awake." Chanse answered as she rolled out of bed, "I'm up...I'm up."
Chanse walked over to her closet and pulled out a tan tank-top, which had a v-neck style to it, and a brown mini-shirt. She went and changed, and then came back out and went to her dresser and put on her makeup. Then she twisted her hair and clipped it up. She walked over to the full-length mirror and took one last look at herself. She nodded with acceptance.
She walked over to Cho's bed and shook her. "Cho wake up, I'm leaving." Cho rolled over and scratched her eyes and looked up at Chanse.
"Oh Merlin!" Cho jumped out of bed, "You're leaving, I was going to hang out with you before you left." Cho sighed and sat down on her bed.
"Thanks, Cho. But hey I have to go." Cho stood up and gave Chanse a great big bear hug. "Now go back to bed." Chanse slightly pushed Cho back on the bed Cho smiled, and curled back into bed.
Chanse walked to the door and began to take her bags outside, "See you in two weeks." Cho yelled from her bed.
Chanse stopped and smiled at the heap of covers (who was Cho). Chanse shook her head and started to pick up her purse, her bags, and Geno, then she quickly ran back in and grabbed the letter, she had read the night before, and shoved it into her pocket.
Chanse walked down in the Ravenclaw commons room, where most of the house was lounging in. Chanse stopped at the stairs and looked around, "This is my family. I belong here." She thought.
She slightly laughed and walked towards the door, where the painting swung open, but Chanse stood in the entrance and turned around. "See ya...family." She whispered. She turned back around and walked out.
Chanse walked down the hallway and down the shifting stairs. Where she stood in front of the Great Hall and looked around, "I really do belong here." she said.
"Yes you do, Miss. Jackson." Dumbledore said from behind.
Chanse turned around and smiled at the old wizard. He nudged by her and walked down the stairs and turned down a hallway, to his office.
She smiled, and started up the other side of the shifting stairs, to the Gryffindor house. When she finally reached it she walked up to the painting, "Password?"
"Um... Caput Draconis."
"That is incorrect." Chanse looked up at her in shock.
"But...last night...never mind. Lady I was...um....just wondering whether....forget it." Chanse laughed, and turned around and started back down the hallway.
"Wait!" The Fat Lady shouted. Chanse turned back around and walked back to the painting.
"Yes, Lady?" The painting smiled.
"Please sit Chanse." Chanse set down her bags, and sat down, in front of the painting, "I'm going to be straight forward with you. About Oliver and you.
Just like all the other ghosts and paintings, all the kids of our house we think of them as our own children," Chanse nodded, and continued to listen, "well like most mothers they're careful about who their boys date." Chanse looked down and slightly laughed, "Oliver's like my son, and you like him, I know you do." Chanse blushed, "And I also know that he likes you.
Well I just want you to know that I think it would be just fine if you dated him." Chanse stood up and looked at the painting a half smile.
"I like you because you treat Oliver well, and you make him happy. But on top of that you show me respect. You're the only student that calls me Lady everyone calls me 'Fat Lady.' I know I'm fat but have respect." Chanse laughed, "And because I like you I want you to know that you're welcome in my house anytime you want.
The painting swung open and Chanse's jaw dropped, "Thank you Lady. If I could give you a hug I would." Chanse quickly ran inside.
Once she was inside she looked around and saw almost all the Gryffindor's standing in the commons room, whispering and looking at Chanse. Chanse looked around at all them, nervously, then she looked back around and walked towards Angelina, who was to busy, in the corner, reading. "Hey Angelina."
Angelina looked up and did a double take on Chanse, and Chanse laughed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm leaving to go to a ranch, I'll be back."
"Oh. Well I miss you."
"I know I'll miss you too." Chanse gave her a hug and out of the corner of her eyes she saw Hermione watching them.
"Hermione!" Chanse yelled, "I'll be back." Chanse dropped her bags and ran over to Hermione and picked her up and hugged her.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm leaving town. I'm going to my mom's ranch, I'll be back in two weeks, don't worry." Chanse laughed.
"Oh how fun. I'll miss you." Hermione wined.
"I know... I'll miss you too. Hey, I don't need to tell you but...watch Harry and Ron," She glanced over at the boys, who were casting spells on Scabbers, Chanse raised an eyebrow ,then looked back at Hermione, "...make sure they're good while I'm gone."
Hermione looked over at Harry and Ron who were, now, in the corner, giggling like school girls, "I will." Angelina walked over holding Chanse's bags, and dropped them down next to Chanse's feet.
"Thanks. "Chanse said, and Angelina nodded.
"So, do you have time to hang out?"
"No, I need to find Oliver, and then leave to meet Hagrid, to go."
"Oh. Actually, I haven't seen him all day." Angelina exclaimed, "I mean I didn't even see him at the after party!"
"Ok, I'll just put this in his room." Chanse ran as fast as she could up the stairs and down the boy's dormitory hallway.
When she was outside Oliver's door she knocked, and got no response. She slowly turned the knob and walked in.
When she was inside she remembered the night she had spent in Oliver's arms, and how good that felt. Chanse held back her tears, from what she was about to do.
She walked over to Oliver's bed and pulled out the crinkled letter that Blaise had written her. She picked up the pen by his bed and wrote on the envelope:
Oliver please read this.
~Chanse~
PS
Is this true?
She set it down on the pillow and walked t the door and opened it and stood in the doorway and looked at the envelope, and then she turned and walked out.
She ran back to the commons room where Angelina and Hermione were talking, "Hey guys. I got to go."
Chanse gave them each one last hug, and then she walked over to Harry and Ron. "Boys be good." She smirked with a laugh.
Harry lightly laughed, "Always." Ron started laughing hard, and then quickly stopped.
"Bye boys." Chanse turned, and walked back to her bags, and walked out of the Gryffindor house.
She walked out of the house and waved bye to the Fat Lady, and walked down the stairs.
The whole time she was walking down the stairs she thought about Oliver; everything and anything about Oliver. The way he smiles, how he makes her feel...everything.
When she reached the front stairs, Hagrid was waiting for her, holding his egg, "Hello, Chanse. You ready to go?" Chanse nodded and followed Hagrid out.
On the way out, Chanse looked all around at Hogwarts, like she had done earlier that year, when she first started. She thought about all the memories she had there: Meeting new people, join quidditch, beating Gryffindor, the elf, and other things.
Then she thought about the Yule Ball, and she stopped, and Hagrid kept walking ahead. Then he stopped, "Come on Chanse, no time to wait." Chanse quickly shook her head, and ran up to Hagrid.
Eventually they reached the train station and boarded.
Chanse and Hagrid found a cabin, and settled in. All the way to the ranch, Hagrid kept talking about how excited he was to hatch his egg, but Chanse wasn't paying any attention to him. She was to busy staring out the window, trying to figure out what she as to do with her life.
The train continued on, and Chanse fell asleep to the background noise of Hagrid talking, and her thoughts of what to do. 'Should I believe Blaise? Do I like Oliver? What should I do?' She thought before she fell asleep.
Finally, around sometime, the train stopped. "Wake up Chanse, we're here." Hagrid shook Chanse, till she woke up.
"Ok." Chanse sat up and put on her bags and followed Hagrid out into the isle.
When she was standing in the isle waiting, she remember that she was here going to see her parents. She got really excited which made it feel like the line was moving slower and slower. Finally Chanse stepped off the train and saw her parents.
"Chanse!" Her mom and dad screamed as they ran towards her.
"Mommy, Daddy!" Chanse dropped her bags, by Hagrid, and ran and jumped into her dad's arms. He spun her around and around then set her down, and her mother hugged her.
"I have so many questions, Chanse."
"Yeah, I only have one...are there any boys in your life?" Chanse's father looked very serious.
"Tom!" Chanse's mom hit her husband, "But seriously is there." Heather nudged Chanse with a smile.
"Well..." Chanse looked away.
"Oh tell me all about him..." Chanse's mom grabbed her daughter's arm "...Is it Oliver?"
"Who's Oliver?" Chanse's dad asked but it was too late, Chanse and her mom had already walked off to gossip.
He walked over to Hagrid and picked up his daughter's bags. "Hello Hagrid, it's so nice to see you. What's it been fourteen years?"
"Fifteen, and it's nice to see you too, Tom." They picked up the bags and walked behind the girls, back to the car.
They drove till they reached a huge farm, in the middle of nowhere. "Here we are." Chanse's dad said.
They crawled out of the car and got their bags and walked up to the house. Once inside, Chanse set her bags down, and her jaw dropped, as she looked around the huge front entrance of the house. Chanse closed her mouth and ran all around the house and looked in every nook and notch in the whole house.
"Dad this is awesome." Chanse screamed from the house, down to her dad, who was helping Hagrid, get the rest of the bags.
Chanse got back downstairs and thought about what room she wanted. She picked up her bags and walked up the stairs and down a hallway that was very similar to the hallway, she went down every morning, to get to her room, at Hogwarts, "Except it has wallpaper." Chanse laughed in her head.
She looked in every room, but she couldn't find the right room for her. When she reached the end of the hallway she checked in the last room.
It was a beautiful red room, with melted candles everywhere, and Chinese lanterns in every corner. Chanse slowly walked in and dropped her bags.
"Chanse where are you?" Chanse mom yelled, as she walked up the stairs.
"Down here mom." Chanse mom walked down, checking in every room, until she reached the room that Chanse was in.
Chanse mom stood outside the door for a little bit, and then she slowly opened the door. She saw Chanse sitting on the bed, reading the Daily Prophet.
Chanse's mom walked over to the bed and sat down. "Hi, mom. Isn't this a cool room?"
"This was my sister's room." She whispered.