Disclaimer: I don't own anything here except for Celeste and Felicity
I didn't feel like coming down, but I knew I had to. I fidgeted with my earring which had a key on it. I knew I had had it since I was born, but I never found where it went to. At first I had it on a bracelet, but I didn't like how it got in the way of whatever I did. So, I decided to convert it to an earring. I got down from the roof carefully and went down the attic stairs to my room. I heard my name being called. I hadn't been in my room for since I was 5 1/2 years old! Couldn't I at least have the time to remeninsce a little before being called down to meet people I've probably forgotten? Oh, well. I hurredly took out my earring andput out the ones Regina had laid out for me (she'd flip if she saw me wearing my earring) and rushed down the stairs. When I got down I saw a young boy with a pale face and blue eyes. Draco not doubt. I saw his father, Lucius, who had eyes that could pierce right through you, his wife-short white hair and dark blue eyes (scary), and Serpens-bleach blond hair and turquoise eyes. Very good looking, but rotten personality-just like the rest of his family. Serpens was a snake charmer who lived in India....I guess that would explain the tan.
"So, this is Celeste? My, it has beena long time," Lucius said, lifting my chin with his ice-cold fingure. "She doesn't look anything like them," he whispered to his wife.
"Weird child," she muttered
"Indeed," said Serpens, rather loudly.
"Well, go on," Lucius said, pushing Draco towards me. He knelt down on one knee, took my hand and kissed it. My eyes widened. What is he doing?
"Pleased to see you, again," he said.
"Uh...uh," I fumbled, "Pleased...to see you...too." I could feel every single eye one me.
~~~~~~~
Dinner wasn't very exciting, except the food, which was prepared by the cook, Mrs. Bugglebee. Mr. Bugglebee was our gardener. Mrs. Bugglebee always made good food, but she wasn't in the house other than at mealtime. Angora kept trying to make eye contact with Serpens and I hated my dress. It was black velvet and kept itching me like crazy. A coulple times I squirmed and everyone just looked at me, except Draco who I think heard me say "it itches" at one point. Afterwards, everyone went into the living room to read the letters. Kyev read mine first.
"To Ms. Lu-," he stopped. I didn't know it, but the letter had my real name on it.
"To Ms. Celeste Aviva," He continued. The rest of the letter looked a little like this:
Ms. C. Aviva
24 Sand Park Ave
New Castle
District 12
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc. Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Aviva
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
It went on to say what uniforms I should wear, the books I needed, and the equipment I needed. I was getting very bored with all these little details. I mean, why couldn't I just look over it when I bought all of the stuff? Everything else seemed a blur until Draco's letter was read and I I heard him ask,
"Father, can I show Celeste something?" Lucius eyed me for a second before saying yes. Draco and I got up and he motioned to go upstairs so he followed me to my room. I hadn't a clue what he wanted to show me. We sat on the edge of my bed then he pulled out a small blue package out of his shirt pocket. Instantly, it blew up into a medium-sized box. I jumped at the sight of it a little bit and then I remembered I wasn't living with muggles anymore. He handed it to me.
"Thank you," I said. I had to admit, it was thoughtful of him to get me a gift and I felt a little guilty for not getting something for him. Maybe he's not so bad afterall I thought.
"I saw this and thought you might like it," Draco said as I opened the gift.
"I'm sorry that I didn't get anything for you."
"That's okay, I don't need anything."
I held the gift in my hand. It a was a plain black journal with a clip for a lock. Nothing special, but it was the thought that counted and I needed a journal anyway since I never had anyone to talk to. Mrs. Bugglebee, even though she was a greath cook, was always caught up with her little projects and bake sales. And, I don't even have to say that I'd talk to my family! That's just obvious.
"Wow, thank you so much, Draco. I've always wanted a journal."
"I'm glad you like it, he said." I couldn't believe he was being so nice. Maybe there's more to him than meets the eye. Maybe he just acts the way he does around his family. I decided not to be so harsh when I thought of him anymore. Unless he deserved it. There was a moment of hesitation, but it was soon gone when I heard Regina call us down for dessert. *~Later that Night~*
After the Malfoy's left, I raced up to my room to get out of that horrible, scratchy dress. I heard Angora giggle as she hung up the phone below me. I guess Serpens had asked her out or something. I lay on my bed thinking about what Hogwarts would be like when I remembered the journal Draco had given me. I reached over and grabbed it out from under my bed and switched on a light. I looked around for a pen and then saw the quill next to my desk.
"Oh yea, your in non-muggle world, remember?" I muttered to myself. I walked over and turned on the light to my desk and wrote down the date.
July 22nd 1991 Then it faded.
"Wha??" I said. Then, to my shock, letters appeared to form words.
Has it been that long?
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Just as soon as the letters were there, they faded. I knew I was back in the wizarding world. I never knew there were journals out there like this. Maybe this was unique or maybe it was a personalized gift? Were there places out there that sold journals that talked back? I knew anything was possible in the wizarding world. Maybe it was a journal like a best friend who always kept your secrets. Intrigued by all this, I decided to write back.
"Hello, I'm Celeste Aviva" I wrote down "Are you my pen pal?" I couldn't believe it, I had actually made a joke-journal, pen pal. I hadn't made a joke in a very long time.
Hello, Celeste, I'm Tom Riddle. I guess you could say I'm your pen pal. Suddenly, I felt sick as if I was swirling into a portal that brought me back to the paste. The next thing I knew, I was seeing figures. A woman and a man...everything was hazy, but it was if I was on my back. I guessed this was a distant memory from when I was an infant. I didn't even know you could remember that far back. I heard the soft breathing of a person next to me, but I didn't look over to see who it was. The lady and the man looked like they were quarrelling.
"I want to move! I don't care about where all I care about is now! Tom already killed Allen, Diane Greta. He might come after Luna and Felicity, too! He....he...he might kill us as well!" The woman said. She sounded so very scared and I felt scared too.
"Hush, you might wake the children. Don't worry, everything will be alright. But, I'll start looking soon."
Before I knew it, I was back in my room. I put my hand on my forehead. I must have had a vision. Then, I began to think... Could this have been from a previous life? And who are Luna and Felicity? Then I put my hand over my mouth Could the Tom I'm talking to right now be the same Tom who killed those people? I sat there for a moment.....
"Nah! That'd be too weird. Don't get ahead of youself and start making things up, Celeste." I told myself. I decided to put it out of my mind and talk to my new "pen-pal."
I didn't feel like coming down, but I knew I had to. I fidgeted with my earring which had a key on it. I knew I had had it since I was born, but I never found where it went to. At first I had it on a bracelet, but I didn't like how it got in the way of whatever I did. So, I decided to convert it to an earring. I got down from the roof carefully and went down the attic stairs to my room. I heard my name being called. I hadn't been in my room for since I was 5 1/2 years old! Couldn't I at least have the time to remeninsce a little before being called down to meet people I've probably forgotten? Oh, well. I hurredly took out my earring andput out the ones Regina had laid out for me (she'd flip if she saw me wearing my earring) and rushed down the stairs. When I got down I saw a young boy with a pale face and blue eyes. Draco not doubt. I saw his father, Lucius, who had eyes that could pierce right through you, his wife-short white hair and dark blue eyes (scary), and Serpens-bleach blond hair and turquoise eyes. Very good looking, but rotten personality-just like the rest of his family. Serpens was a snake charmer who lived in India....I guess that would explain the tan.
"So, this is Celeste? My, it has beena long time," Lucius said, lifting my chin with his ice-cold fingure. "She doesn't look anything like them," he whispered to his wife.
"Weird child," she muttered
"Indeed," said Serpens, rather loudly.
"Well, go on," Lucius said, pushing Draco towards me. He knelt down on one knee, took my hand and kissed it. My eyes widened. What is he doing?
"Pleased to see you, again," he said.
"Uh...uh," I fumbled, "Pleased...to see you...too." I could feel every single eye one me.
~~~~~~~
Dinner wasn't very exciting, except the food, which was prepared by the cook, Mrs. Bugglebee. Mr. Bugglebee was our gardener. Mrs. Bugglebee always made good food, but she wasn't in the house other than at mealtime. Angora kept trying to make eye contact with Serpens and I hated my dress. It was black velvet and kept itching me like crazy. A coulple times I squirmed and everyone just looked at me, except Draco who I think heard me say "it itches" at one point. Afterwards, everyone went into the living room to read the letters. Kyev read mine first.
"To Ms. Lu-," he stopped. I didn't know it, but the letter had my real name on it.
"To Ms. Celeste Aviva," He continued. The rest of the letter looked a little like this:
Ms. C. Aviva
24 Sand Park Ave
New Castle
District 12
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc. Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Aviva
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
It went on to say what uniforms I should wear, the books I needed, and the equipment I needed. I was getting very bored with all these little details. I mean, why couldn't I just look over it when I bought all of the stuff? Everything else seemed a blur until Draco's letter was read and I I heard him ask,
"Father, can I show Celeste something?" Lucius eyed me for a second before saying yes. Draco and I got up and he motioned to go upstairs so he followed me to my room. I hadn't a clue what he wanted to show me. We sat on the edge of my bed then he pulled out a small blue package out of his shirt pocket. Instantly, it blew up into a medium-sized box. I jumped at the sight of it a little bit and then I remembered I wasn't living with muggles anymore. He handed it to me.
"Thank you," I said. I had to admit, it was thoughtful of him to get me a gift and I felt a little guilty for not getting something for him. Maybe he's not so bad afterall I thought.
"I saw this and thought you might like it," Draco said as I opened the gift.
"I'm sorry that I didn't get anything for you."
"That's okay, I don't need anything."
I held the gift in my hand. It a was a plain black journal with a clip for a lock. Nothing special, but it was the thought that counted and I needed a journal anyway since I never had anyone to talk to. Mrs. Bugglebee, even though she was a greath cook, was always caught up with her little projects and bake sales. And, I don't even have to say that I'd talk to my family! That's just obvious.
"Wow, thank you so much, Draco. I've always wanted a journal."
"I'm glad you like it, he said." I couldn't believe he was being so nice. Maybe there's more to him than meets the eye. Maybe he just acts the way he does around his family. I decided not to be so harsh when I thought of him anymore. Unless he deserved it. There was a moment of hesitation, but it was soon gone when I heard Regina call us down for dessert. *~Later that Night~*
After the Malfoy's left, I raced up to my room to get out of that horrible, scratchy dress. I heard Angora giggle as she hung up the phone below me. I guess Serpens had asked her out or something. I lay on my bed thinking about what Hogwarts would be like when I remembered the journal Draco had given me. I reached over and grabbed it out from under my bed and switched on a light. I looked around for a pen and then saw the quill next to my desk.
"Oh yea, your in non-muggle world, remember?" I muttered to myself. I walked over and turned on the light to my desk and wrote down the date.
July 22nd 1991 Then it faded.
"Wha??" I said. Then, to my shock, letters appeared to form words.
Has it been that long?
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Just as soon as the letters were there, they faded. I knew I was back in the wizarding world. I never knew there were journals out there like this. Maybe this was unique or maybe it was a personalized gift? Were there places out there that sold journals that talked back? I knew anything was possible in the wizarding world. Maybe it was a journal like a best friend who always kept your secrets. Intrigued by all this, I decided to write back.
"Hello, I'm Celeste Aviva" I wrote down "Are you my pen pal?" I couldn't believe it, I had actually made a joke-journal, pen pal. I hadn't made a joke in a very long time.
Hello, Celeste, I'm Tom Riddle. I guess you could say I'm your pen pal. Suddenly, I felt sick as if I was swirling into a portal that brought me back to the paste. The next thing I knew, I was seeing figures. A woman and a man...everything was hazy, but it was if I was on my back. I guessed this was a distant memory from when I was an infant. I didn't even know you could remember that far back. I heard the soft breathing of a person next to me, but I didn't look over to see who it was. The lady and the man looked like they were quarrelling.
"I want to move! I don't care about where all I care about is now! Tom already killed Allen, Diane Greta. He might come after Luna and Felicity, too! He....he...he might kill us as well!" The woman said. She sounded so very scared and I felt scared too.
"Hush, you might wake the children. Don't worry, everything will be alright. But, I'll start looking soon."
Before I knew it, I was back in my room. I put my hand on my forehead. I must have had a vision. Then, I began to think... Could this have been from a previous life? And who are Luna and Felicity? Then I put my hand over my mouth Could the Tom I'm talking to right now be the same Tom who killed those people? I sat there for a moment.....
"Nah! That'd be too weird. Don't get ahead of youself and start making things up, Celeste." I told myself. I decided to put it out of my mind and talk to my new "pen-pal."