Chapter Five
Chelsea
I skipped down my stairs to get breakfast, my mom was still sitting at the table and she had opened my Hogwarts letter. She read it over a few times, I could tell. She just had that look on her face. I had maybe an hour. I had already wasted twenty five minutes amazingly. I sat down at the table and grabbed a doughnut. My family wasn't really fond of most complex wizarding foods; we found muggle foods much more tasty, fun, and interesting. I ate one rather slowly…trying to make time go by. I turned around at the clock. Five more minutes had gone by.
I decided to stick with whatever I was doing downstairs. Which was nothing. So entertaining. Grabbing the Daily Prophet I scanned the articles. One caught my attention. It talked about how the Dark Lord was defeated, and yet, his followers were still rising up and rebelling at every chance they could get. One was rising up with particular power…claiming to be the leader. I shoved it off though, not even caring to read the name.
I dropped the paper, getting bored after the seventh article f reading and decided to run up to my room.
I skidded to a stop at the end of my stairs and heard the door knock. I prayed for it to be Mich because it would be so incredibly bad if it wasn't. I hadn't combed my hair yet. The rug was soft under my feet and I pranced for the door. I opened it and saw Michelle standing there.
"Heya!" I yelled and grabbed some of her stuff, shoving it on the living room sofa. I looked back out the door and saw her older brother Ryan standing there. I waved to him and mouth 'Thank you!' to him, not knowing if my mom would want to know if his presence there. I shut the door slowly, knowing if he or she was forgetting something, that they could easily get to each other fast.
"It's been a while!" Shell said looking around and dropped the remaining of her bags on the floor. I laughed and gathered them up and put them to the side, "Didn't think I would ever get away from her. I swear she's got to be going through menopause or something."
I laughed at her, glad she was back and really in my life, "Yeah, I don't think that would be fun. You sure it was safe leaving your brother with her?" I asked and all of a sudden a loud crack came from beside me. I jumped a foot in the opposite direction and saw the figure of my oldest sister standing there. She was nineteen.
"Hi Danielle," I said trying to regain my balance. She smiled a perky smile at me and walked up to the stairs to her room, where she escaped from the known world…the Davison's house. "I hate it when she does that," I said looking over to Mich who had stumbled onto the couch. I plopped next to her.
"AMBUSH!" I heard Lisa yell as they came galloping down the stairs, now armed with scones. They chucked them at me and Mich, who was starting to chuck the pillows from the couch at the duo.
"MOM!" I yelled, wanting to get them off my back. I held back Mich, and waited for my moms reply.
"LISA AND LAURA! STOP ANNOYING YOUR LITTLE SISTER!" She yelled from the kitchen and walked out into the living room. I saw Lisa and Laura sneer at me. For being fifteen…they sure were immature.
"I never liked you," Lisa said to me and walked up the stairs to recoup in their room.
"We will be waiting in school for you Chels," Laura said in close pursuit to Lisa. I laughed, yeah, like they ever could get me at Hogwarts, I was too sneaky in that school. I glanced over at Michelle who was looking up the stairs then gave an 'I'm a good girl' smile to my mother.
"Cut it out," My mother told her, "And Chelsea, stop provoking them." She said, and with that walked up stairs to get ready for work. I slouched in the chair.
"Welcome home," I said to Michelle and shrugged.
"Ha! Better then where I live. At least you're a loving family!" She said sarcastically.
"Hey! No making fun of my family! We are caring…when we need to be. Never a dull moment," I said back to her.
"Neither at my house…well…not when the 'it's' are around. But those un-dull moments are hell. All the other dull moments are peaceful…or sleeping. Wow, funny how dull moments and un-dull moments change from house to house!" She said and stood up, but sat back down.
"Hilarious," I said sarcastically and closed my eyes, tiredly. It was probably about seven thirty. I normally didn't wake up until about 10 or 11. The summer was going to actually be interesting now, so I was excited, but other then that I was tired and I didn't know what to make of the situation. The only thing I really knew was that my summer was really beginning now. It was like…the beginning of the end of summer.