When I awoke the next morning, I was in the same position. As I tried to move, I found that my ribs were burning in pain. I had, had this pain before. My ribs were broken. Slowly I picked myself up off the floor, and leaned myself against my wall. When I spotted my alarm clock, I looked out my window. It was only 6:30 in the morning. Slowly I took control of my breathing. Once under control I headed to my bathroom.
"There you are." I said to no one in particular. I then pulled the potion out of my cabinet, and took some. Slowly I began to feel the pain lessening. I then made my way to my bed. Once I laid down, Duncan flew into my room. He swiftly and gently landed beside me. While I laid there, I gently petted him. Carefully he nipped my hand and held out his leg. "So Sorry, dear friend." I replied quietly, while taking the note. Duncan then went back to his perch. Instead of sleeping, like most owls do after their journeys, Duncan stayed up and kept a watchful eye over me.
Instead of reading the note right away, I laid my head down for a few moments, so the world would stop spinning on me. After sometime, the world stopped spinning on me and most of the pain was gone. There were only a few spots that were still tender. I then picked up my letter and started to read.
Syd, I know this is late. I know I have yet to help you avoid your hell. but I promise by tonight you won't have to stay there another night. Be ready. I'll see you soon.
Always Even through the lack of detail, I knew what they had meant. Quickly and quietly I pulled out an old gym bag and started to pack little things. Since I had done this before, I placed a charm on the bag and all my clothes. I would have them with me and so I just had to pack little things. Once I was done, I placed the bag in my closet, where it would sit until tonight. As I closed my closet door, My father's voice rang through the hallways. Before I left my room, I checked the time. It was now, nine o'clock. Slowly I walked through the hallways and into my father's study. Today I was unable to be invisible for a second, for he was watching the doorway. "You called, Father?" I asked politely
"Pack, You are to stay with your aunt, while I'm away on business." He replied sternly, looking me dead in the eye.
"Yes Father." I replied, breaking the gaze and turning around and heading back to my room. Once I entered my room, slowly, I packed my things into my school truck and pulled out my old gym bag from my closet and placed it on my bed. I then took a seat on my bed and fell back and into my thoughts. I let out a smile. My aunt. It was nice to hear those words. She was My mother's sister. I knew my father didn't like her, but he would let me visit her every so often, for my mother was very close to her sister. There was a time where my mother had told me that she wished she was her sister, for she was happy, but my mother realized that the only thing she was unhappy with was me.
With my grandparents, my aunt was a disgrace. She was not what they called "worthy". My aunt when she eight, she was put for adoption. The reason being that my aunt didn't like the way my grandparents thought about society. She was only there for a few months, until she was adopted by another pureblood family, that didn't hold those standards. My mother, did not want to be disowned so she stuck to the values. My mother, was two years older than my aunt. But while my mother was in her last year of schooling, she had found out that my aunt was taken to New York. She had no idea why, and never really found out the reasons. While they were married, my mother explained her feelings towards her sister and how if she did return I was to see her. My mother had made him promise, and to this day, he held true to it.
"Sydney." My father called out, from his study.
"Coming Father." I answered, leaving my room once again. Quickly I walked to his study, Hoping my feeling was correct. As I rounded the corner, to enter the hallway to which his study was in, the sight my eyes fell upon shocked me. My father was held up against the wall across from his study, while in his doorway stood, My aunt. Nether of them had yet to see me, so I took the advantage and hid while I listened to my aunt.
"Never, disgrace Emily like that ever again." She started, disdain dripping on her words. "It was not you she left. It was Syd." She continued. My father was unable to answer, but his eyes spoke for him. "Do not avoid the truth. " My aunt finished, dropped my father, and walked back into the study. My father then got to his feet and walked back into the study, slowly I came out from hiding. I then continued onward to his study. When I reached the doorway, My aunt was the one to notice me. "Syd, how are you?" She asked, walking over to me and placing an arm around my shoulders.
"I'm okay." I replied, looking to my father, than meeting her gaze.
"I see, so are you ready?" She asked, Changing the subject, and leading me out of the room. "Of course I am." I replied, smiling and leading her to my room. Once we reached my room, She looked around and took everything in. She had a smile on, until she noticed my old gym bag. "Let me see." She said, while closing my door.