Disclaimer: Ok people I am really sorry to say but tests have shown that I'm NOT JK Rowling! gasp
however I will continue writing even though I own none of these characters.
Hey guys, ok I know I said that it would probably be a one off but I was bored and so I just started to write anything. Please enjoy this one.
Leah's eyes opened and she blinked away the blurriness. She sat up, her head spinning and looked around her bedroom. Sunlight was pouring through her window and resting on her bed covers. Strange, I normally close the blinds before I go to sleep she thought to herself. Hold up, I didn't go to bed last night. Confusion raced through her mind, her eyes stopped darting around the room and finished on her brother. His head was lying gently on her mattress and it looked like he'd been there all night.
All she could remember was pain, terrible and excruciating pain. What had she done, an extremely vague image floated into her mind, it was the redhead from yesterday evening, the events seemed to unfold in her mind she couldn't even remember his name, did she know it to begin with? As he walked out the door everything became fuzzy and mixed up.
She went to move her arm towards her brother, she wanted to poke him, wake him up. Her arms refused to move; she looked down at them and saw red streaks leading down to her wrist.
All of her breath seemed to have been snatched straight out of her lungs. Oh god what had happened last night. She screamed fear rushing through her body. 'Michael! Mike wake up! Please I need you, what's happening!' Her brother jumped, he slipped off his chair and held onto his little sisters bed.
'Sshhh……Lee, it's ok sweetie…shhh…' Her brothers words were comforting but they couldn't stop the flow of tears that came streaming down her cheeks. 'Michael, what did I do? Why did I do this?' Leah was panting and gasping for breath.
Yesterday afternoon had been fine, why was she so disorientated now? 'Leah I don't know why you did it, I came home about one this morning and found you lying at the desk, passed out. You drank all the alcohol and there was blood everywhere.'
His eyes were full of fear. Normally he was there to protect her; he was twenty-four so he loved to go out. However because of the large age gap he was always more experienced than her, she knew that she could ask him anything and everything and he would always help her through it.
'Michael, all I can remember is a customer, I think he was from the school. He was walking out after a few hours.' Leah's voice was cracking, and her tears floated back up to her eyes.
'Leah?' Michael looked into her eyes. 'You lost it didn't you?' He didn't even need to explain they both knew what he was talking about. The tears escaped again and rolled gently down her cheeks as she nodded.
Her brother sighed, 'oh Leah it'll be ok. I promise.' He leant forward and pulled her into a hug. She collapsed into his arms. She felt safe with him by her, protecting her. She made a pact with herself that she would never forget how her brother helped her so much through her teen years.
He let her go and examined her arms. Once again his eyes brimmed with emotion, he blinked them away. Even though he couldn't bare to see his younger sister hurt herself he must be strong for her.
'Come on, I spoke to Minerva McGonagall, she's taken over Dumbledore's place and is Headmistress for Hogwarts, and she told me that if we…well you needed anything to come up to the school at once and they would help. I think Madame Maxime talked to her and she's willing to help you because you are still the age to be in school.'
As his sister was still wearing her jeans and the tank top she'd borrowed from her brothers drawers, he let her change before returning to her room. 'It's only 7 o'clock so hold on.' She held her brothers around his waist as her wrists were too fragile to hold his arm.
Leah felt the enormously uncomfortable sensation as her brother apparated them both to the front gates of Hogwarts. They went to walk up through the gates when they were stopped by a woman with mousey brown hair.
'My name's Tonks and I have the authority to ask for your name and reason for visiting Hogwarts.' A The familiar face, Tonks, one of the guards surrounding Hogwarts appeared out of nowhere. How could I forget Michael thought frantically to himself, she seemed so very familiar.
'Oh umm… My sister and I moved a few months ago from France and she's had a bit of trouble, Professor McGonagall sent us an owl saying that if we needed help to come up to the school…And do I know you from somewhere?'
Leah obviously didn't want the world to know that she'd slashed her wrists the night before so she pulled down her sleeves and held them down with her hands.
Tonks ignored Michaels last comment, her eyes had become transfixed as she saw Leah cover her arms, 'May I please see what you just covered up?' They had to take all necessary precautions, especially after what happened last year.
'Shit.' muttered Leah, 'Leah it's ok Tonks won't tell anybody.' Leah's eyes darted between Tonks and her brother. Very slowly she lifted up her sleeves, Tonks gasped and a look of deepest sympathy spread across her face as the blotchy red scars were revealed.
'I'm sorry we just have to be very cautious.' Tonks apologised over and over as Leah pulled down her sleaves again hastily. She opened the gates and allowed them access onto the grounds. Michael went to follow Leah when he felt a hand on his shoulder, 'I helped you settle in when you first moved here, we met at The Hog's Head and had quite an eventful night, I regret leaving so early.'
It was as if Michael had been doused with freezing water, his eyes widened 'I live in the small flat above Sorcery Scrolls I run the shop with my sister. Come by in a few days.' He flashed a quick smile at her, before running to catch up with his sister who was already half way towards the castle.