Cries of despare and anger filled the once quiet night sky...
" But Mom! Its real! Its all real! all of it!"
"See Al! I told you we should have sent her to private school! But nooooo... This is all your fault! You and your immaginary fairy tales and
Santa Clause? I never even knew there was a Santa Clause!"
"Mom!! Its not immaginary!"
"My fault? My fault!!? Marceen give me a break! Your the one always pushing her away! Shes probably just making these things up to get your attention!"
"You know what? All of you can go to hell!" Joseline screamed at her bickering parents. "I hate YOU" She pointed at her mother, " And I hate YOU!" She pointed at her father. "If you to dimwits are not going to believe, or help me, I'll do it my self!" She snapped. She gazed at them in amazement. She was sure at least her father would believe her, if not help her..
"Watch your language, young lady!Your grounded!" Her father said while also staring back at her in amazement. Joseline had always been such a quiet girl. Only coming down and talking to them when it was meal times.
"I dont care! Its not like I have anything better to do!" Joseline stomped upstairs. "Now that was an over reactment, I wonder what got her so upset..?" Her mother sniffed, "It doesn't matter.. never wanted children anyways. Let her be mad, the ungrateful baby. Speaking of babies...." She turned slowly around and looked at her husband, eyes full of arousal. " Lets discuss that subject............."
Joseline burst into her room, eyes streaming with tears. she quickly ran and fell onto her blue quilted bed. " Why couldn't they believe me? Just once... Why?" She began to sob on her pillow. "Meooowww" Her cat Ambrosia purred. Joseline sat up. A light in her head had just turned on. It was just bursting with and idea. She would run away! If she went to the wizarding world, her parents could never find her, and no right minded police officer would ever believe that she had been asked to go to a witchcraft school! It was brilliant!
She began gathering things in her satchel of what she would need on her trip. Her first two things were her letters and all of the wizarding money."If some how, it all was a big joke, she could just come back here.. But she had to find out if it was real" she thought to herself. Joseline also grabbed clothes, a blanket, and a loaf of bread and cheese from the pantrey. While her parents where "occupied" she grabbed her father and her mother's wallets, and stole all of the loose change and bills which were inside. a noise echoed from under her feet. She looked down and laughed "Poor kitty! Don't worry I wont leave you!", she grabbed her black cat, Ambrosia, thinking that it would be nice to have a friend along the journey, and her list of requirements at Hogwarts had listed a cat, toad or owl. "Goodbye house" she whispered, and slipped out the door. Joseline was not filled with fear, but of excitement, as though she was about to give a speech, or go to a waterpark."This is going to be fun" Joseline thought to herself as she waved down a taxi and told him the directions for the Leakey Cauldron.
" The Leakey Cauldron eh? I've never heard of it. Theres somethin 'bout that name that just doesn't appeal to me..." The haggard looking taxi driver told her. " I bet it doesn't" Joseline muttered. "EH? What 'cha say?" "Nothing.. Nothing" Joseine wished he would stop talking to her... And suprisingly, there was no more chatter said between them, as though a magical force was keeping the taxi driver's mouth shut. She thanked him for driving her, gave him his money, and stepped out the car door.....
The taxi driver had been right. The Leakey Cauldron was just about one of the least appealing places in all of London, if not the British Isles. The windows were as black as a ravens wing , and nothing outside the building if gave the slightest hint that this shop, if not empty building, was looking for business. Yet, as Joseline approched, three numbers began to shine brightly from withing the front door.
"666 Magik Lane.. This is it! Ok breath.. just breath" She told herself as she felt her heart begin to flutter, and stomach clench up. Joseling reached for the grubby handle, but someone, or something from inside opened it first. A hand shot out, and then came the raspy voice....
"Hello Joseline.. I've been expecting you.."
" But Mom! Its real! Its all real! all of it!"
"See Al! I told you we should have sent her to private school! But nooooo... This is all your fault! You and your immaginary fairy tales and
Santa Clause? I never even knew there was a Santa Clause!"
"Mom!! Its not immaginary!"
"My fault? My fault!!? Marceen give me a break! Your the one always pushing her away! Shes probably just making these things up to get your attention!"
"You know what? All of you can go to hell!" Joseline screamed at her bickering parents. "I hate YOU" She pointed at her mother, " And I hate YOU!" She pointed at her father. "If you to dimwits are not going to believe, or help me, I'll do it my self!" She snapped. She gazed at them in amazement. She was sure at least her father would believe her, if not help her..
"Watch your language, young lady!Your grounded!" Her father said while also staring back at her in amazement. Joseline had always been such a quiet girl. Only coming down and talking to them when it was meal times.
"I dont care! Its not like I have anything better to do!" Joseline stomped upstairs. "Now that was an over reactment, I wonder what got her so upset..?" Her mother sniffed, "It doesn't matter.. never wanted children anyways. Let her be mad, the ungrateful baby. Speaking of babies...." She turned slowly around and looked at her husband, eyes full of arousal. " Lets discuss that subject............."
Joseline burst into her room, eyes streaming with tears. she quickly ran and fell onto her blue quilted bed. " Why couldn't they believe me? Just once... Why?" She began to sob on her pillow. "Meooowww" Her cat Ambrosia purred. Joseline sat up. A light in her head had just turned on. It was just bursting with and idea. She would run away! If she went to the wizarding world, her parents could never find her, and no right minded police officer would ever believe that she had been asked to go to a witchcraft school! It was brilliant!
She began gathering things in her satchel of what she would need on her trip. Her first two things were her letters and all of the wizarding money."If some how, it all was a big joke, she could just come back here.. But she had to find out if it was real" she thought to herself. Joseline also grabbed clothes, a blanket, and a loaf of bread and cheese from the pantrey. While her parents where "occupied" she grabbed her father and her mother's wallets, and stole all of the loose change and bills which were inside. a noise echoed from under her feet. She looked down and laughed "Poor kitty! Don't worry I wont leave you!", she grabbed her black cat, Ambrosia, thinking that it would be nice to have a friend along the journey, and her list of requirements at Hogwarts had listed a cat, toad or owl. "Goodbye house" she whispered, and slipped out the door. Joseline was not filled with fear, but of excitement, as though she was about to give a speech, or go to a waterpark."This is going to be fun" Joseline thought to herself as she waved down a taxi and told him the directions for the Leakey Cauldron.
" The Leakey Cauldron eh? I've never heard of it. Theres somethin 'bout that name that just doesn't appeal to me..." The haggard looking taxi driver told her. " I bet it doesn't" Joseline muttered. "EH? What 'cha say?" "Nothing.. Nothing" Joseine wished he would stop talking to her... And suprisingly, there was no more chatter said between them, as though a magical force was keeping the taxi driver's mouth shut. She thanked him for driving her, gave him his money, and stepped out the car door.....
The taxi driver had been right. The Leakey Cauldron was just about one of the least appealing places in all of London, if not the British Isles. The windows were as black as a ravens wing , and nothing outside the building if gave the slightest hint that this shop, if not empty building, was looking for business. Yet, as Joseline approched, three numbers began to shine brightly from withing the front door.
"666 Magik Lane.. This is it! Ok breath.. just breath" She told herself as she felt her heart begin to flutter, and stomach clench up. Joseling reached for the grubby handle, but someone, or something from inside opened it first. A hand shot out, and then came the raspy voice....
"Hello Joseline.. I've been expecting you.."
