My Ordinary Day

Waking up has never been my strong point. I love to sleep, it one of my greatest accomplishments. sigh So I guess that really shows how important I am. But who else can say they've tested all of Zonko's stuff unknowing people they work with? Smiles Yeah, who else?

I opened my eyes to see a platinum blond smirking face looking down at me.

"What are you sleeping there for?" said an "oh-I'm-so-hilarious" voice from above.

I, then, sat up straight to realize that I was laying my head on a table in a place I have no recollection of coming to, needless to say that I couldn't see a thing. Everything was blurry. I took a deep breath. "Umm, I . . . have no bloody idea."

His hazel eyes stared at me with disbelief. "Desiree, why does that not surprise me?"

"Maybe it's because you've known me too long. You have to believe everything you see now." I looked at him warily. "Sorry for ruining it for you Rion. I know how much you love to pretend."

He gave me a well deserved shake of the head and pointed at something. "How did you get here?"

I squinted. I still couldn't see very well . . . my contacts aren't in. The only thing I could make out were the colors of the sign-ish blur. "Mmmmm. Muuhhh . . . I can't see it, Ri, you're going to have to read it to me."

Astonished by my blindness and the fact that I was making funny noises, he ordered drinks for both of us (me a hot chocolate and himself ice water). When we go our drinks he sighed and said, "Des, this is the Leaky Cauldron."

"Oh." I said, comprehension dawning on me. Did I follow someone here?

"Yeah, Des, the Leaky Cauldron; you know, the place where you follow people and then fall asleep in the middle of and interview with them. . ."

"Oh, so I was interviewing someone. Oh thank Merlin, I though I followed someone here and they knocked me out. . . Who was I interviewing anyway? Do you remember?"

"How should I bloody know! You're the loon who goes to places and falls asleep forgetting the fact that you have a job!" He looked pretty angry at this point in time, so I thought it best to discuss something more cheerful and less about me.

"How was your cousin's birthday party? Did it go well?" I said happily, hoping he'd talk to me about this later when I could actually see the people who were staring at us. But, to my utter disappointment, all he did was give me the look of disbelief.

"I'm taking you home." He said after a good long silence.

I laughed. "You're going to take me home? What am I, 10?"

Rion stood up and walked to the entrance. "Des?"

"Ri, please, do you honestly think that I–" By then, he had walked back over to me, taken me by the arm and dragged me half way home without a word, all thanks to that stupid silencing spell!

When we arrived at the entrance to the village he gave his few words of wisdom and then took off the silence that he had so generously put on. It was about noon when I checked the clock inside the entrance hallway which led to the other rooms and the upper floor. I was still fuming with what little anger I could gather. He is my closest friend and all. I have to give him some credit.

Looking around the room, I found that everything was out of place and organized. Seeing as I don't even organize my desk at work, this couldn't be my house, but, sure enough, all of my stuff was there! Just organized and rearranged so that there is a trip free pathway to everything. So I then concluded that something wasn't right; I have never been that clean.

The question I was now facing was: who would bother cleaning my house? I mean, it's not like my neighbors even care that I exist. A few moments later, there was a clashing noise upstairs in the kitchen. Maybe the culprit was just stunned by the fact that I am probably the only person who would ever have a kitchen on the top floor. All in all, I had to investigate. Walking up the stairs I heard some running water; so I followed the sound and found . . .to my disappointment, Jen.

I sighed loudly. "Jen! Why? Why must you ruin my adventures as Sherlock Holmes? I was about to find the evil Death-Eater-Like person and then you randomly take his place." Jen gave me a famous glare that I receive often if you hadn't noticed, and then she walked into the Living Room that I assume she cleaned as well, considering the lack of dust.

"Des, you need to clean once and a while! It took me last night and early today to clean everything. You are such a slob. I can't believe that I even know you." She said to me in clear disgust, but I really think that deep inside, she adores me.

"Oh, come on, Jen!" I said with a smile. "You can't honestly think that I'm an ordinary slob, when, in fact, I have skills of cleaning with a simple flick of my wand."

It was then when she gave me the look of horror as the comprehension flew in. "You evil—Y-You did this on purpose? It's so disgusting . . . things were growing in rooms you never even . . . DES!"

"Voldy and his Death brigade are roaming around killing people and I don't have anything I would even somewhat like someone to steal." I thought a little about what I had just said. "I take that back, you know that ugly looking picture of Aunt Somebody that been in that unknown creepy room down the hall forever? If I could get somebody to steal that, I'd pretty much be the happiest person alive."

My old friend shook her head. "You can't even remember her name? I suddenly feel sorry for your poor forgotten relatives. Des, can you even remember you own parents names?"

I looked at her square in the eye for a good ten seconds while I desperately looked for a way around this question. Sadly, I couldn't find it.

"No, I have no recollection of their names at this point in time." I admitted. "But I don't even think I was ever told, you see. They were very secretive."

It was then that our conversation took a turn for the worst. Yeah, sure, I don't remember the names of my parent's because they weren't the people I saw every day of my childhood, I thought indignantly. Well, anyway, the day died down and I found Ri at one of the really nice wizarding shops, so I felt compelled to go pay him a surprise visit.

"Hello Ri!" He just stood there; not even a flinch! "Rion, you disappoint me." I said suppressing an urge to make the man he was talking to float. Sadly, it was only after I gave him a sideways glare, he finished talking the other person.