Hey Abbster,
I really can't believe your father finally came home! Even though you may not be happy, I'm happy for you. You better not ignore them too much, you never know what might happen!
You have nothing to worry about fourth year, you're one of the smartest in our class! However we may have to worry about crazy old Prof. Lundgren! Don't worry! I'm gonna need your help more then you need mine. Well, don't get in too much trouble in the next 22 hours!!
C'ya tomorrow,
Sky
I knew I could always count on Sky to make me smile whenever I was down in the dumps. I wanted to write again to Skylar and tell him what happened but I knew he wouldn't get the letter in time. Plus, Ollie had already keeled over into sleep.
My time passed somewhat faster then I thought it would. My father, mother, and I all went to the muggle zoo. Yes, I know, it sounds childish, but it was rather fun. Surprisingly the day passed quickly and before I knew it, I was traveling through the brick barrier into platform 9 ¾.
"Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Don't miss me too much!" I half-yelled.
"Oh, we're going to miss you so much!" My mother said as she was trying to hold back tears. I never could take my mother any place without her getting sappy over something.
"Promise to write, Dad?"
"Of course," Dad said, and for once I actually believed him.
"Abby?" I turned around to see Skylar running towards me.
"Sky!" I exclaimed as I ran up to him and hugged him. He picked me up effortlessly and hugged me back.
At the beginning of the summer I hadn't imagined that I would miss Skylar so much, but I did. I couldn't help but wonder if Sky had missed me also. "How are you? I haven't seen you in so long! Although you haven't changed a bit!"
"You certainly have!" he said twirling me around.
"Ahem!" I turned to back around to face my parents and quickly hugged them.
"I love you Mom! I love you Dad!" I hugged my mother and father again and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
It took us a while to find an empty compartment. We actually never found an empty compartment but Skylar and I came across our other friends, Charlotte Hannigan, Cole Corbett, and Mark Thompson. Charlotte was my best girl friend. She had long straight drark brown hair, which I always envied, and also had dark brown eyes. She was the quieter one of us both, although one wouldn't describe her as quiet. We both had the tendency to be quite loud and obnoxious which incidentally had caused us to get into some trouble. We laughed more then ever and if Skylar was with us, him being so easy going, he didn't help the situation whatsoever.
Cole was the sensible one out of the five of us. If it weren't for him, I know I would have gotten in tons of trouble in the past years. This year we were to have our OWLS and I couldn't help but wonder if he had started to study yet for them. He was a tall skinny boy with really blonde hair, which always made it easy to pick him out of the crowd.
Mark was almost the exact opposite of Cole, except he was also really tall. He had exceptionally dark brown hair and loved being a totally funny guy. At first glance, you would expect Mark to ever be a guy to get in trouble. He always looked studious and calm. All the girls in our school were in love with his tan skin and deep brown eyes, yet I had never failed to see him a just plain funny Mark.
Skylar's slightly lopsided grin never seized to make me smile back which is what I loved about him most. He was one of the most optimistic guys I knew. Like in third year I had just gotten back an essay from charms and had done completely bad on it. Skylar made me believe, some how, that Prof. Davis was a complete idiot and needed to pay a visit to St. Mungos Hospital because his brain was functioning right. However, I now read over the essay and couldn't help but agree with Prof. Davis that the essay was completely worthless.
"Hiya Guys!" I said as I greeted all my friends with hugs.
"Babs!" Charlotte pretty much yelled, with definitely wasn't necessary in the small space that enclosed us.
"Geez, Char, not so loud!" Cole interjected.
"O, shush up! I'm not nearly as loud as Abby over here," Char commented back.
"Why are you bring me into this? I was about to begin an in-depth conversation with Mark and Skylar here when I heard my name," I intervened. The rest of the train ride we continued to talk about happened all summer and Quidditch, with Mark and Skylar sliding in a few jokes here and there. Everyone was interested to hear about my dad coming home. I reluctantly told the story, but I had to tell my friends sooner or later. And I figure, the sooner I can get it over with the better!
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The candles in the great hall lit up my eyes as soon as I entered. I couldn't help but feel so warmly welcomed, yet my happiness soon came to a end. Over on the other side of the hall was Clover M. Reinhart, the most senseless and profane slytherin in our year, probably in our whole school. Because she was such a flirt, she had plenty of guys watching her every move. Of course, she disliked me entirely, and her subject of affection had to be Skylar last year. Skylar even fell for it at one point, but then he noticed the incoherent girl she is. I had told Skylar, but he didn't believe me, and consequently I didn't talk to him for a whole two days. As I continued to find a seat in the hall Clover aimed the dirtiest look straight towards me. I simply ignored it and set off with Skylar trying to find a seat.
The sorting ceremony was the same as always, I paid attention to the song and then as soon as it ended I drifted into my own little world. I mind drifted back to my father's homecoming just two days ago. I began to think about what would happen if he went away again. Of course, I would be absolutley devastated, but Mum would be so crushed. She spent so many hours just reading the letters from Dad over and over, while I was in my room thinking about what an idiot my father was. I was happy he was home, and so was Mum, I just hoped it would stay that way.
I really can't believe your father finally came home! Even though you may not be happy, I'm happy for you. You better not ignore them too much, you never know what might happen!
You have nothing to worry about fourth year, you're one of the smartest in our class! However we may have to worry about crazy old Prof. Lundgren! Don't worry! I'm gonna need your help more then you need mine. Well, don't get in too much trouble in the next 22 hours!!
C'ya tomorrow,
Sky
I knew I could always count on Sky to make me smile whenever I was down in the dumps. I wanted to write again to Skylar and tell him what happened but I knew he wouldn't get the letter in time. Plus, Ollie had already keeled over into sleep.
My time passed somewhat faster then I thought it would. My father, mother, and I all went to the muggle zoo. Yes, I know, it sounds childish, but it was rather fun. Surprisingly the day passed quickly and before I knew it, I was traveling through the brick barrier into platform 9 ¾.
"Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Don't miss me too much!" I half-yelled.
"Oh, we're going to miss you so much!" My mother said as she was trying to hold back tears. I never could take my mother any place without her getting sappy over something.
"Promise to write, Dad?"
"Of course," Dad said, and for once I actually believed him.
"Abby?" I turned around to see Skylar running towards me.
"Sky!" I exclaimed as I ran up to him and hugged him. He picked me up effortlessly and hugged me back.
At the beginning of the summer I hadn't imagined that I would miss Skylar so much, but I did. I couldn't help but wonder if Sky had missed me also. "How are you? I haven't seen you in so long! Although you haven't changed a bit!"
"You certainly have!" he said twirling me around.
"Ahem!" I turned to back around to face my parents and quickly hugged them.
"I love you Mom! I love you Dad!" I hugged my mother and father again and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
It took us a while to find an empty compartment. We actually never found an empty compartment but Skylar and I came across our other friends, Charlotte Hannigan, Cole Corbett, and Mark Thompson. Charlotte was my best girl friend. She had long straight drark brown hair, which I always envied, and also had dark brown eyes. She was the quieter one of us both, although one wouldn't describe her as quiet. We both had the tendency to be quite loud and obnoxious which incidentally had caused us to get into some trouble. We laughed more then ever and if Skylar was with us, him being so easy going, he didn't help the situation whatsoever.
Cole was the sensible one out of the five of us. If it weren't for him, I know I would have gotten in tons of trouble in the past years. This year we were to have our OWLS and I couldn't help but wonder if he had started to study yet for them. He was a tall skinny boy with really blonde hair, which always made it easy to pick him out of the crowd.
Mark was almost the exact opposite of Cole, except he was also really tall. He had exceptionally dark brown hair and loved being a totally funny guy. At first glance, you would expect Mark to ever be a guy to get in trouble. He always looked studious and calm. All the girls in our school were in love with his tan skin and deep brown eyes, yet I had never failed to see him a just plain funny Mark.
Skylar's slightly lopsided grin never seized to make me smile back which is what I loved about him most. He was one of the most optimistic guys I knew. Like in third year I had just gotten back an essay from charms and had done completely bad on it. Skylar made me believe, some how, that Prof. Davis was a complete idiot and needed to pay a visit to St. Mungos Hospital because his brain was functioning right. However, I now read over the essay and couldn't help but agree with Prof. Davis that the essay was completely worthless.
"Hiya Guys!" I said as I greeted all my friends with hugs.
"Babs!" Charlotte pretty much yelled, with definitely wasn't necessary in the small space that enclosed us.
"Geez, Char, not so loud!" Cole interjected.
"O, shush up! I'm not nearly as loud as Abby over here," Char commented back.
"Why are you bring me into this? I was about to begin an in-depth conversation with Mark and Skylar here when I heard my name," I intervened. The rest of the train ride we continued to talk about happened all summer and Quidditch, with Mark and Skylar sliding in a few jokes here and there. Everyone was interested to hear about my dad coming home. I reluctantly told the story, but I had to tell my friends sooner or later. And I figure, the sooner I can get it over with the better!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The candles in the great hall lit up my eyes as soon as I entered. I couldn't help but feel so warmly welcomed, yet my happiness soon came to a end. Over on the other side of the hall was Clover M. Reinhart, the most senseless and profane slytherin in our year, probably in our whole school. Because she was such a flirt, she had plenty of guys watching her every move. Of course, she disliked me entirely, and her subject of affection had to be Skylar last year. Skylar even fell for it at one point, but then he noticed the incoherent girl she is. I had told Skylar, but he didn't believe me, and consequently I didn't talk to him for a whole two days. As I continued to find a seat in the hall Clover aimed the dirtiest look straight towards me. I simply ignored it and set off with Skylar trying to find a seat.
The sorting ceremony was the same as always, I paid attention to the song and then as soon as it ended I drifted into my own little world. I mind drifted back to my father's homecoming just two days ago. I began to think about what would happen if he went away again. Of course, I would be absolutley devastated, but Mum would be so crushed. She spent so many hours just reading the letters from Dad over and over, while I was in my room thinking about what an idiot my father was. I was happy he was home, and so was Mum, I just hoped it would stay that way.
