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Chapter 4 of Her Life
~****&****~ POV Usagi
I found myself traveling on a sidewalk I knew all too well. I couldn't help but be smiling. I was having a great day so far. I had pushed all of the memories of the previous day out of my mind and couldn't help but be happy. I was going to a new place with new people sometime this afternoon and that in its self excited me. I love meeting people and seeing how they live; it's one of my favorite past times. I can barely contain my rapture.
As I entered Crown Arcade I found quite the sight. There was barely anyone there. The only people who were really there were the regulars. The couples who always came, the loners who were hear every day; the game addicts who seemed to never leave. I felt so at home.
I looked around for my favorite couple, but I couldn't find them. I walked over to the counter to see if Motoki was working but he wasn't there. Something was wrong, Motoki never takes a day off, and I know he was suppose to be working today.
They other guy working the counter looked at me, his name was Peter. He just started working here a few weeks ago. I knew he would know where my beloved Motoki was. I walked over to him. He gave me his debonair smile and asked "What can I do for you today, Usagi?" I was fully prepared to ogle when he smiled but I was on a mission, I had to tell Motoki that I was leaving.
"Well, I could use a chocolate milkshake with french fries and a little bit of information on the side." I replied smooth as silk. His smile grew when he turned around and began preparing my order. When he handed over my food he said cockily "What kind of information would you like?" I smiled sweetly and asked him about Motoki. As I ate he told me that Motoki was sick and had to stay home today. He said that Rita was with him.
"What kind of sick?" I questioned around a mouthful of french fries, I knew for a fact that Motoki was one of those lucky people who never got sick unless it was with something bad. "Well he called me earlier this morning asking me to take over his shift. He said that he had some sort of tropical flu. He said that his whole body hurt, he was drenched in sweat and he was throwing up all over the place. He sounded real sick too, his voice was all raspy and he was coughing. Are you going to go see him?" He asked sounding truly concerned. "Yeah, of course." I replied to a question I thought had an obvious answer.
I thanked him for the information and began heading out the door. I had just opened it when I heard Peter call "Hey, Usagi, Wait up." I paused in mid step and turned around. He handed me his jacket and said, "Be careful out there, you don't look so good either, kind of pale. By the by, could you tell Motoki that," He paused. I nodded my head knowing what he wanted me to do. "That you're worried and you hope he gets better soon." I replied finishing Peter's sentence for him. He smiled, thanked me, and returned to work.
I walked outside and was suddenly grateful for the jacket; it was raining.
As I slowly made my way to Motoki's apartment my thoughts turned to Peter. He was tall, dark, hansom and muscled. He was also very nice. He has soft brown eyes and honey brown hair. He is about six feet tall. He has the sexiest smile I have ever seen and the cutest butt. I blushed as my thoughts took an awkward turn.
I decided to focus my thoughts on Motoki and Peter's relationship as I continued walking to his apartment building. I remember when Motoki first introduced us; he said that Peter was his best friend from America. I was slightly surprised because as far as I knew Mamoru was his best friend, I guess I was wrong. Motoki said that he had met Peter during his summer vacation at his aunt's farm last year. He told me that Peter was an illegal immigrant and was his aunt's hired hand. Motoki said that over the summer they had bonded or something and Peter had come back with him.
"Finally, I'm here." I whispered out as I walked inside so that I could take an elevator up to Motoki's apartment. When I walked in there was a loud CRASH! Outside and I jumped. The light rain had turned into a summer thunderstorm. "Stupid thunder." I yelled as I chose the stairs instead.
Motoki lived in one of those seven story apartment complexes and was lucky enough to actually live on the seventh story. I began my long trek up the stairs to his room.
~****&****~ ~15 minutes later~
"Stupid, HUFF HUFF, stairs, PUFF PUFF, stupid long, WHEEZE, winding stairs. Stupid, COUGH COUGH, thunder making me, DEEP BREATH, not take the stupid elevator." It had taken me fifteen minutes to climb seven staircases and I was tired.
I opened the door leading out of the stairwell. I began searching for Motoki's apartment number. "Okay, 718, 718" I hadn't been to Motoki's apartment in years. I was thirteen the last time I was here. I had met Motoki two years before. His parents died soon after my last visit from cancer and he came to live with us, the Tsukinos. He left when he was eighteen.
I found his door. It was the second to last one on the hall. I knocked carefully on the door. I heard a "Just a second" from the room and smiled as I recognized Rita's voice. I could hear her making her way through trash as she tried to reach the door. I also heard when she fell on her butt and grumbled about how she loved Motoki but not his cleaning habits. When she opened the door I tried to keep a straight face but the sight I beheld was too hilarious.
Rita was standing in the doorway, her hair a mess, no make up on what so ever; her clothes in disarray and completely disheveled looking. She had on a mask and an apron. She had a piece of gum stuck to her shirt and another in her hair. There was a cleared path behind her where apparently she had fought her way through to get to the door.
I smiled as she cried out "Oh Usagi, thank goodness you're here. Motoki has been asking for you but I haven't even had the time to call with cleaning up all of his messes and everything." She ushered me inside and I realized just what a chore this must be for Rita.
Besides the living room, the house looked clean. Rita handed me a mask and a pare of rubber gloves. "Can't have you getting sick too now can we." She reasoned. I smiled and put them on. Slowly I entered Motoki's bedroom.
"Wow" I murmured as I took my first step in. he was laying on his bed with a lot of blankets over him. He had a wet wash cloth on his head and a robe on. His feet were sticking out of the bottom of his bed and he had about seven pairs of socks over them. He was very pale and he was sweating. He coughed loudly right after I entered and I was glad to have my mask.
I carefully stepped over to him and sat down on the chair without the pan on it. He looked so pitiful just lying there helplessly. I carefully took the wash cloth of his head, dipped it in some cool water and replaced it.
All of a sudden he seemed to notice my presence. He tried to smile, but it was ruined with a cough. "Hey" he whispered out. "Hey yourself" I replied smiling even though he couldn't see it. "You do realize that you've lost our bet now don't you?" I asked. He laughed tiredly and said, "Yes, I owe you one big favor and a free ice cream." I laughed finally remember what the terms of our bet were.
"So how are you feeling?" I questioned.
"Well, I've been better." He said.
"Really?" I asked; he chuckled quietly.
"Okay, you win," Motoki murmured. "I really feel like shit. I'm all sweaty and throwing up everything I eat and drink. My throat hurts and I smell bad."
I couldn't help but laugh lightly at that last remark. I gave him a little hug, and then I remembered why I came here. I sighed softly and Motoki turned his head toward me.
"Oni-chan, I don't know exactly how to tell you this, but, I'm leaving this afternoon. I'm going to a friend's house that lives in England. I'm going to a school there, but I'll be coming back for all of the breaks like Christmas and other holidays like that. I'm leaving this afternoon." I whispered out.
"You're leaving?" Motoki questioned. "Yes" I replied. "But you'll be back, right?" he asked again. "Yes" I said. "He turned back over and said "Okay then, goodbye, I'll miss you imouto-chan." He sounded sort of disappointed when he said it. "Hey, don't worry I'll be back." I said carefully. "I know, that's why I am letting you go." He replied with hidden mirth before he fell asleep. I smiled and blew him a kiss as I left.
I walked over to Rita who had been listening to our whole conversation. "Bye." I said. "Bye." she replied. I gave her a hug and told her to tell Motoki that Peter is worried about him and that I love him. She smiled and said she would deliver the messages as soon as he awoke.
The rain hadn't let up one drop while I was inside. I checked my watch and decided it was time to pack up. I made my way home and knocked on the door. I had forgotten my key this morning. My mother opened it and dragged me inside. She handed me a towel and gave me a slightly disappointed but still amused shake of the head and left.
I dried off as well as I could. I left my shoes by the door and, careful not to drip any water on the carpet, climbed the stairs to my room.
I stood in new dry clothes in front of my closet. I chose to wear a nice navy blue skirt that went down to my ankles and a white sleeveless shirt with little flowers around the neck and bottom.
I grabbed my suitcase from the top shelf and opened it on my bed. I began taking down my clothes, folding them then putting them inside the suitcase. I finished rather quickly and decided to call Mamoru.
"Okay one person left to tell. Mamoru here I come. Now what's his number again, oh yeah! 131-0147 "
I carefully dialed the numbers in because last time I had accidentally called a crazy person who threatened to chop my head off with a toothpick if I ever called him again. He was scary.
The phone started to ring and I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally the answering machine picked up. 'You have reached the residence of Chiba Mamoru. He is not currently able to pick up the phone. Please leave your name, number, and a brief message after the beep.' It said.
BEEEEEEP
"Mamo-chan, this is Usagi. I'm pretty sure you already know my number so I won't bother stating it. I was just calling to tell you that I am going to England for a year. I'll come and visit for the holidays. I'll really miss you koi, and please don't tell the Inners where I am. Goodbye love." I said and then hung up.
-Well that was amusing, not. I wonder where he is. He chose the perfect time to take a jog. Well he's just going to have to live with not saying goodbye to me. I wish he had though. - I thought feeling a little sad.
At that exact moment the fireplace exploded. KABOOM! "Well gee. Never have I entered into a muggle fireplace before. Is this her house? I would hate to get the ministry involved with this if it isn't. I really hope this is the right place." Said a voice that seemed to be coming from the fireplace. As the smoke cleared I began to make out a figure. He was tall and slim. He had on what looked to be a cape. He was carrying some sort of bag in his hand.
The smoke was gone and I could make out a bit more about him. He had flaming red hair with a dark black cape. He was wearing some sort of high water pants and a purple vest on as a shirt. He was wearing long boots that went up to his knees; you could see them under his pants. He was quite a sight to behold. On accident I stared. I couldn't help it; it was all I could do to not laugh.
He noticed me when I started staring at him. He stared right back. "Atashi wa Tsukino Usagi?" he asked in fare Japanese. I smiled and replied "Yes" in English. "Good, good, I am Arthur Weasley. You will be staying with my family and I before you go to Hogwarts. Would you mind while you bring your bags down if I took a look around your house?" he asked sounding like me when I'm in a candy store and looking around just like he were. "Sure." I replied not really caring if he wanted to look around, all though the way his eyes lit up when I said yes was rather disturbing.
I walked out of the living room and back into my bedroom. I grabbed my suitcase and the few carry along bags, like purses and backpacks, which were stuffed with playing cards and sketchbooks and colored pencils and things like that. I had packed all of my favorite things to go to England with.
When I came down from the stairs I suddenly lost my balance and toppled over. I fell flat on my face on top of Mr. Weasley. "I am so sorry sir. I didn't mean to. Are you okay?" I said afraid I might have hurt the man.
"No, no, I am fine. Do not worry. Just hit my head, nothing to worry about. I do it all the time at home. Here, let me take those." He said reassuring me that I hadn't mutilated him then taking my bags from me. "Feel free to put them down while I go and say good bye to my family." I said while going into the kitchen.
"Konichiwa, Ka-san, Tou-san." I said. They looked up from what they were doing. "Is it time for you to go already?" asked my mom sounding surprised. "Yes Ka-san, it is. I have to go to England now. He's here." My dad came up behind me and hugged me tightly, "You know sport, we're really proud of you for doing this, leaving and all just so you could get a good education" He said.
The tears began to fall as I remembered the alternate reason for leaving. "Yeah, Tou-san." I said through my tears. "We are really going to miss you sweetheart. We'd send your brother too if we could. We couldn't find any one who would take him in though. There was one family, but they didn't seem the type. We just want you to have fun this summer okay. And be good in school and owl us everyday, all right?" she said with tears in her eyes as well.
"Of course Okasan." I replied. "Good. I love you baby." "And I love you too." Said my father while butting in and finishing his hug. Mom gave me a big hug as well then we walked out to meet Mr. Weasley.
"Hello, This is Ikuko, My wife and I am Kenji Tsukino. We just wanted to thank you for taking our daughter into your home and letting her stay with you." Said my dad all formally. "It's nothing really," replied Mr. Weasley cheerfully, "only a few days will she be with us then swept off to Hogwarts like the rest of them. Now come on, it's time to go." I gave my mom and dad one last hug and took his hand.
He took out his wand and levitated my bags. I watched as he threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace and waited till it turned green. Then when it was he swished his wand and my bags went flying into the fire. I heard him whisper something, but I couldn't hear what.
Then it was our tern. He made sure he had my hand tight then walked right into the fire. He said "The Burrow" very loudly and then I felt a sickening tugging sensation. I watched as millions of lights flew past us and even more words. Then suddenly, it stopped. We were inside a cramped little cozy den with about six or seven kids sitting around waiting. "Hello" I said feeling shy for the first time in years. They all laughed and with so many other people laughing I couldn't help but join in.
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I just realized that no one reads my beautiful disclaimer. Last time I accidentally put Gundam Wing Instead of Harry Potter and no one told me. You guys really don't read those things much do you?
New rule: I want at least, 7 reviews before I even think about the next chapter, and they all have to be from different people. Understand. Good.
Happy New Years!
Tenshi_Chikyuu
(I made this one extra long hehe) P.S. if I screwed up please tell me.
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Chapter 4 of Her Life
~****&****~ POV Usagi
I found myself traveling on a sidewalk I knew all too well. I couldn't help but be smiling. I was having a great day so far. I had pushed all of the memories of the previous day out of my mind and couldn't help but be happy. I was going to a new place with new people sometime this afternoon and that in its self excited me. I love meeting people and seeing how they live; it's one of my favorite past times. I can barely contain my rapture.
As I entered Crown Arcade I found quite the sight. There was barely anyone there. The only people who were really there were the regulars. The couples who always came, the loners who were hear every day; the game addicts who seemed to never leave. I felt so at home.
I looked around for my favorite couple, but I couldn't find them. I walked over to the counter to see if Motoki was working but he wasn't there. Something was wrong, Motoki never takes a day off, and I know he was suppose to be working today.
They other guy working the counter looked at me, his name was Peter. He just started working here a few weeks ago. I knew he would know where my beloved Motoki was. I walked over to him. He gave me his debonair smile and asked "What can I do for you today, Usagi?" I was fully prepared to ogle when he smiled but I was on a mission, I had to tell Motoki that I was leaving.
"Well, I could use a chocolate milkshake with french fries and a little bit of information on the side." I replied smooth as silk. His smile grew when he turned around and began preparing my order. When he handed over my food he said cockily "What kind of information would you like?" I smiled sweetly and asked him about Motoki. As I ate he told me that Motoki was sick and had to stay home today. He said that Rita was with him.
"What kind of sick?" I questioned around a mouthful of french fries, I knew for a fact that Motoki was one of those lucky people who never got sick unless it was with something bad. "Well he called me earlier this morning asking me to take over his shift. He said that he had some sort of tropical flu. He said that his whole body hurt, he was drenched in sweat and he was throwing up all over the place. He sounded real sick too, his voice was all raspy and he was coughing. Are you going to go see him?" He asked sounding truly concerned. "Yeah, of course." I replied to a question I thought had an obvious answer.
I thanked him for the information and began heading out the door. I had just opened it when I heard Peter call "Hey, Usagi, Wait up." I paused in mid step and turned around. He handed me his jacket and said, "Be careful out there, you don't look so good either, kind of pale. By the by, could you tell Motoki that," He paused. I nodded my head knowing what he wanted me to do. "That you're worried and you hope he gets better soon." I replied finishing Peter's sentence for him. He smiled, thanked me, and returned to work.
I walked outside and was suddenly grateful for the jacket; it was raining.
As I slowly made my way to Motoki's apartment my thoughts turned to Peter. He was tall, dark, hansom and muscled. He was also very nice. He has soft brown eyes and honey brown hair. He is about six feet tall. He has the sexiest smile I have ever seen and the cutest butt. I blushed as my thoughts took an awkward turn.
I decided to focus my thoughts on Motoki and Peter's relationship as I continued walking to his apartment building. I remember when Motoki first introduced us; he said that Peter was his best friend from America. I was slightly surprised because as far as I knew Mamoru was his best friend, I guess I was wrong. Motoki said that he had met Peter during his summer vacation at his aunt's farm last year. He told me that Peter was an illegal immigrant and was his aunt's hired hand. Motoki said that over the summer they had bonded or something and Peter had come back with him.
"Finally, I'm here." I whispered out as I walked inside so that I could take an elevator up to Motoki's apartment. When I walked in there was a loud CRASH! Outside and I jumped. The light rain had turned into a summer thunderstorm. "Stupid thunder." I yelled as I chose the stairs instead.
Motoki lived in one of those seven story apartment complexes and was lucky enough to actually live on the seventh story. I began my long trek up the stairs to his room.
~****&****~ ~15 minutes later~
"Stupid, HUFF HUFF, stairs, PUFF PUFF, stupid long, WHEEZE, winding stairs. Stupid, COUGH COUGH, thunder making me, DEEP BREATH, not take the stupid elevator." It had taken me fifteen minutes to climb seven staircases and I was tired.
I opened the door leading out of the stairwell. I began searching for Motoki's apartment number. "Okay, 718, 718" I hadn't been to Motoki's apartment in years. I was thirteen the last time I was here. I had met Motoki two years before. His parents died soon after my last visit from cancer and he came to live with us, the Tsukinos. He left when he was eighteen.
I found his door. It was the second to last one on the hall. I knocked carefully on the door. I heard a "Just a second" from the room and smiled as I recognized Rita's voice. I could hear her making her way through trash as she tried to reach the door. I also heard when she fell on her butt and grumbled about how she loved Motoki but not his cleaning habits. When she opened the door I tried to keep a straight face but the sight I beheld was too hilarious.
Rita was standing in the doorway, her hair a mess, no make up on what so ever; her clothes in disarray and completely disheveled looking. She had on a mask and an apron. She had a piece of gum stuck to her shirt and another in her hair. There was a cleared path behind her where apparently she had fought her way through to get to the door.
I smiled as she cried out "Oh Usagi, thank goodness you're here. Motoki has been asking for you but I haven't even had the time to call with cleaning up all of his messes and everything." She ushered me inside and I realized just what a chore this must be for Rita.
Besides the living room, the house looked clean. Rita handed me a mask and a pare of rubber gloves. "Can't have you getting sick too now can we." She reasoned. I smiled and put them on. Slowly I entered Motoki's bedroom.
"Wow" I murmured as I took my first step in. he was laying on his bed with a lot of blankets over him. He had a wet wash cloth on his head and a robe on. His feet were sticking out of the bottom of his bed and he had about seven pairs of socks over them. He was very pale and he was sweating. He coughed loudly right after I entered and I was glad to have my mask.
I carefully stepped over to him and sat down on the chair without the pan on it. He looked so pitiful just lying there helplessly. I carefully took the wash cloth of his head, dipped it in some cool water and replaced it.
All of a sudden he seemed to notice my presence. He tried to smile, but it was ruined with a cough. "Hey" he whispered out. "Hey yourself" I replied smiling even though he couldn't see it. "You do realize that you've lost our bet now don't you?" I asked. He laughed tiredly and said, "Yes, I owe you one big favor and a free ice cream." I laughed finally remember what the terms of our bet were.
"So how are you feeling?" I questioned.
"Well, I've been better." He said.
"Really?" I asked; he chuckled quietly.
"Okay, you win," Motoki murmured. "I really feel like shit. I'm all sweaty and throwing up everything I eat and drink. My throat hurts and I smell bad."
I couldn't help but laugh lightly at that last remark. I gave him a little hug, and then I remembered why I came here. I sighed softly and Motoki turned his head toward me.
"Oni-chan, I don't know exactly how to tell you this, but, I'm leaving this afternoon. I'm going to a friend's house that lives in England. I'm going to a school there, but I'll be coming back for all of the breaks like Christmas and other holidays like that. I'm leaving this afternoon." I whispered out.
"You're leaving?" Motoki questioned. "Yes" I replied. "But you'll be back, right?" he asked again. "Yes" I said. "He turned back over and said "Okay then, goodbye, I'll miss you imouto-chan." He sounded sort of disappointed when he said it. "Hey, don't worry I'll be back." I said carefully. "I know, that's why I am letting you go." He replied with hidden mirth before he fell asleep. I smiled and blew him a kiss as I left.
I walked over to Rita who had been listening to our whole conversation. "Bye." I said. "Bye." she replied. I gave her a hug and told her to tell Motoki that Peter is worried about him and that I love him. She smiled and said she would deliver the messages as soon as he awoke.
The rain hadn't let up one drop while I was inside. I checked my watch and decided it was time to pack up. I made my way home and knocked on the door. I had forgotten my key this morning. My mother opened it and dragged me inside. She handed me a towel and gave me a slightly disappointed but still amused shake of the head and left.
I dried off as well as I could. I left my shoes by the door and, careful not to drip any water on the carpet, climbed the stairs to my room.
I stood in new dry clothes in front of my closet. I chose to wear a nice navy blue skirt that went down to my ankles and a white sleeveless shirt with little flowers around the neck and bottom.
I grabbed my suitcase from the top shelf and opened it on my bed. I began taking down my clothes, folding them then putting them inside the suitcase. I finished rather quickly and decided to call Mamoru.
"Okay one person left to tell. Mamoru here I come. Now what's his number again, oh yeah! 131-0147 "
I carefully dialed the numbers in because last time I had accidentally called a crazy person who threatened to chop my head off with a toothpick if I ever called him again. He was scary.
The phone started to ring and I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally the answering machine picked up. 'You have reached the residence of Chiba Mamoru. He is not currently able to pick up the phone. Please leave your name, number, and a brief message after the beep.' It said.
BEEEEEEP
"Mamo-chan, this is Usagi. I'm pretty sure you already know my number so I won't bother stating it. I was just calling to tell you that I am going to England for a year. I'll come and visit for the holidays. I'll really miss you koi, and please don't tell the Inners where I am. Goodbye love." I said and then hung up.
-Well that was amusing, not. I wonder where he is. He chose the perfect time to take a jog. Well he's just going to have to live with not saying goodbye to me. I wish he had though. - I thought feeling a little sad.
At that exact moment the fireplace exploded. KABOOM! "Well gee. Never have I entered into a muggle fireplace before. Is this her house? I would hate to get the ministry involved with this if it isn't. I really hope this is the right place." Said a voice that seemed to be coming from the fireplace. As the smoke cleared I began to make out a figure. He was tall and slim. He had on what looked to be a cape. He was carrying some sort of bag in his hand.
The smoke was gone and I could make out a bit more about him. He had flaming red hair with a dark black cape. He was wearing some sort of high water pants and a purple vest on as a shirt. He was wearing long boots that went up to his knees; you could see them under his pants. He was quite a sight to behold. On accident I stared. I couldn't help it; it was all I could do to not laugh.
He noticed me when I started staring at him. He stared right back. "Atashi wa Tsukino Usagi?" he asked in fare Japanese. I smiled and replied "Yes" in English. "Good, good, I am Arthur Weasley. You will be staying with my family and I before you go to Hogwarts. Would you mind while you bring your bags down if I took a look around your house?" he asked sounding like me when I'm in a candy store and looking around just like he were. "Sure." I replied not really caring if he wanted to look around, all though the way his eyes lit up when I said yes was rather disturbing.
I walked out of the living room and back into my bedroom. I grabbed my suitcase and the few carry along bags, like purses and backpacks, which were stuffed with playing cards and sketchbooks and colored pencils and things like that. I had packed all of my favorite things to go to England with.
When I came down from the stairs I suddenly lost my balance and toppled over. I fell flat on my face on top of Mr. Weasley. "I am so sorry sir. I didn't mean to. Are you okay?" I said afraid I might have hurt the man.
"No, no, I am fine. Do not worry. Just hit my head, nothing to worry about. I do it all the time at home. Here, let me take those." He said reassuring me that I hadn't mutilated him then taking my bags from me. "Feel free to put them down while I go and say good bye to my family." I said while going into the kitchen.
"Konichiwa, Ka-san, Tou-san." I said. They looked up from what they were doing. "Is it time for you to go already?" asked my mom sounding surprised. "Yes Ka-san, it is. I have to go to England now. He's here." My dad came up behind me and hugged me tightly, "You know sport, we're really proud of you for doing this, leaving and all just so you could get a good education" He said.
The tears began to fall as I remembered the alternate reason for leaving. "Yeah, Tou-san." I said through my tears. "We are really going to miss you sweetheart. We'd send your brother too if we could. We couldn't find any one who would take him in though. There was one family, but they didn't seem the type. We just want you to have fun this summer okay. And be good in school and owl us everyday, all right?" she said with tears in her eyes as well.
"Of course Okasan." I replied. "Good. I love you baby." "And I love you too." Said my father while butting in and finishing his hug. Mom gave me a big hug as well then we walked out to meet Mr. Weasley.
"Hello, This is Ikuko, My wife and I am Kenji Tsukino. We just wanted to thank you for taking our daughter into your home and letting her stay with you." Said my dad all formally. "It's nothing really," replied Mr. Weasley cheerfully, "only a few days will she be with us then swept off to Hogwarts like the rest of them. Now come on, it's time to go." I gave my mom and dad one last hug and took his hand.
He took out his wand and levitated my bags. I watched as he threw some Floo Powder into the fireplace and waited till it turned green. Then when it was he swished his wand and my bags went flying into the fire. I heard him whisper something, but I couldn't hear what.
Then it was our tern. He made sure he had my hand tight then walked right into the fire. He said "The Burrow" very loudly and then I felt a sickening tugging sensation. I watched as millions of lights flew past us and even more words. Then suddenly, it stopped. We were inside a cramped little cozy den with about six or seven kids sitting around waiting. "Hello" I said feeling shy for the first time in years. They all laughed and with so many other people laughing I couldn't help but join in.
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I just realized that no one reads my beautiful disclaimer. Last time I accidentally put Gundam Wing Instead of Harry Potter and no one told me. You guys really don't read those things much do you?
New rule: I want at least, 7 reviews before I even think about the next chapter, and they all have to be from different people. Understand. Good.
Happy New Years!
Tenshi_Chikyuu
(I made this one extra long hehe) P.S. if I screwed up please tell me.
