At school….
The second day of school brought mixed emotions that no one could describe. Happiness because of getting to see friends again and the thrill of doing magic, dread because the kids knew they'd get loads of homework, and of course the feelings everyone gets on the first day of classes.
At breakfast, everyone got the "Miss you already" owls, and they disregarded them like they did every year.
When James walked in, the cousins applauded him, for he had been sorted into Gryffindor the night before.
"Oh, you're too kind." He said as he sat down next to Shannon.
When James's owl came, he had a letter from every member of the family who wasn't with him congratulating him on getting into Gryffindor. Everyone except Percy. None of the cousins knew much about their AWOL uncle Percy. Rumor had it he married his Hogwarts sweetheart, Penelope. No one knew of any kids. They all assumed he was still a working stiff. He never sent any letters, though. Never bothered to see how his brothers and sister were doing. He didn't even know how many nieces and nephews he had.
"Anyone we know died?" Blake asked Shannon as she unfolded her Daily Prophet. She looked up at him and rolled her eyes. He grinned. Ever since they heard the story of their parent's sixth year, Blake always asked Shannon if anyone was dead when she opened the paper.
"No, Blake. No one died. Now stop asking me that or I'll owl mum saying you're stealing her story and harassing me."
"I've asked you every morning since the middle of first year. You never cared."
"Well after so long, it's annoying."
Miranda came into the Hall, and searched the Gryffindor table for a spot to sit. The only available space was right across from Blake. He noticed this, and tried to hide behind Liz, who pushed him off her.
"You need to talk to her." She attempted.
"You talk to her." Blake shot.
"I would, only I'm not interested in her."
Miranda was now mere steps away from her seat, so Liz smiled at Blake and turned away.
"Hey! Blake, right?" Miranda said.
"Yeah." He said meekly.
Miranda turned and looked. "And you're… Shannon?" she asked the news paper.
"Yeah." It replied.
"Don't be rude, Sha!" Blake hissed.
Miranda turned finally to Liz. "And Liz. I know you. How many times do you think we bumped into each other last year?"
Liz laughed. "I lost count after the first week of school."
"I'm so not looking forward to the Potions assignment today." Miranda sighed. "Third year work is a lot harder than I expected.
Shannon, Blake, and Liz nodded in agreement. They all hated Potions. Severus Snape ran away from Hogwarts and never came back years ago. Their new teacher was Professor John Fredrickson, a tall, thin man who looked a little too normal to be a teacher at a wizarding school.
The kids finished their food in a rush. They all ran off to their first classes so they wouldn't be late on the first day back. After dinner, David caught Misty reading in the common room by the fire.
"Hey. Wanna take a walk with me?" he asked.
"Umm… sure." Misty put down her book on the table next to her chair. "We need to talk."
"Yes we do." David nodded.
They left and walked for a few minuets, not noticing where they were going. They talked about the choice they made the night before, and David eventually stopped at the third floor girl's bathroom which was dry at the moment. Moaning Myrtle still lived there and still loved to flood the place when she was upset.
"What are you doing in front of the haunted bathroom? Which is a girl's bathroom, may I point out." Misty inquired.
David pulled a wrapped stick from his pocket. "Could you… would you mind…" before he could finish, Misty had snatched the stick and unwrapped it.
"A pregnancy test? A Muggle pregnancy test? What is this about?" Misty demanded.
"I just… I wanted to be sure we weren't in any trouble." David said, turning red rapidly.
Misty sighed. She was also turning red. "Don't ever do that to me again. I hate it."
David rolled his eyes and watched as Misty pushed through the door.