So many things came up, so sorry for not updating! I just had exams. O.O Yeah, wish Paula (piratas89), Risa (HermanaMorfina), Michi (totally left out), Trixy (LPLC), Keisha, Nina, Kat, Mia and all the rest of our batch some luck. )) We studied so hard. ))
We're graduating from Grade school. . Just two more months, two more months…
I don't like the new system of about replying in another window and stuff. It's so tiring… ha-ha. I'm just lazy. XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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Noise… Heels were hitting against the stony sidewalk, leaving sounds of sharp tapping. There was silence in the dark streets, quite deafening for a lone walker. She just came from a party with her friends. She and her friends had to accompany one home, knowing that she was too drunk to walk alone at this time of night. Once all of them parted, the young brunette just walked down the street, heading to her flat.
A rustling was heard from a nearby alley. The girl paused and looked around, her light blue eyes scanning the streets. There was no one in sight. She just shrugged and turned around to walk again.
Then the sound was heard again. The girl ignored it and walked on, but a bit faster. Then, she heard the sound again. Frightened, the girl ran to her flat, which was already a block away. But before she could reach that block, someone grabbed her hand. The brunette tried to scream, but the man covered her mouth and pulled her to a nearby alleyway.
"Miss Bell," the man grinned at the girl, "I see you were just done celebrating your homecoming. How was Hogwarts? I bet graduating sure is something to be happy about…"
The girl just looked at the man, frightened. He laughed maliciously.
"Flint's the name," Flint smirked and slowly took out his hand over her mouth. The girl was about to scream but Flint immediately got out his wand in his other wand, "Die or be quiet."
"I know you; you're my sister's teammate!" the girl spat out in a harsh whisper. Flint laughed evilly.
"Yes, yes, and you're Katie's sister, Danica. You just graduated from Hogwarts last week, huh? And I see this is where you live now…" Flint said, pointing to the direction of her flat.
"What do you want, Flint? Harm my sister again? Don't you know she told me everything about you?" Danica gritted her teeth.
"I have no doubts on that, and I'm surely flattered that your sister talks about me a lot, especially to her charming sister," Flint added on, about to touch Danica's cheek. Danica immediately slapped his hand away.
"Well, Flint, you definitely have a horrendous personality, not to mention troll like features, I bet you're proud," Danica snapped.
"Ah well, this is not the case, Danica, I just want to ask you a favor-"
"No thank you," Danica muttered with sarcasm.
"Sarcasm, your best weapon, I see," Flint said, "Well, you have no choice, dear Danica…" He said, pointing his wand at her face, "…Besides, your task is nothing too hard. Unless you would rather face death…"
Danica hesitated and closed her eyes, "What is it?"
Flint grinned, "Good. Now, listen carefully…"
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(A Few Weeks Later…)(Katie's flat)(Katie's POV)
Knock, knock
"Who could that be?" I wondered and went to the door. Once I opened the door, there I saw a tall lady with long, brown, wavy hair and a pair of mint-green eyes, twinkling with glee. I smiled and greeted my sister a hug.
"Danica! What are you doing here?" I asked as I let go. Danica just shrugged, "I don't know. It's been a while since I talked to you."
"I just talked to you yesterday, in the homecoming party," I told her in a state of a matter of fact. Danica laughed then shrugged, "Uh… well, you didn't tell me much. Besides, I want to know about your life! I think I missed out a lot when I was in Hogwarts."
I laughed and ushered my sister in. She sat down on a couch in the living room and I went to the kitchen to make juice and some snacks.
Danica's my younger sister. She graduated from Hogwarts a few days ago. It's been a while since I talked to her. We talked through letters, once in a while. But sometimes, we're too busy so usually it took us a while to read and reply. She's a very happy girl, with good looks, good grades, a good job, a good personality and a boy friend for three years. She sure is perfect, but she often denies it. I guess that's her imperfection, always pessimistic.
Maybe she doesn't really have a good personality… actually; pessimism has its benefits… I think. So I guess her personality's fairly good, just to be safe.
I served the juice and cookies on top of the coffee table and I sat down on a nearby couch.
"So… how are you?" I asked Danica. I got my glass of juice and began to drink.
"Just fine," Danica replied, "Everything's great. How about you? I heard about the article about you and Oliver."
I almost dropped my glass in shock, the relationship about Oliver and I should be confidential!
"There was an article about Oliver and me?" I asked carefully. Danica nodded, "Yes… about him missing the Quaffle…"
"Oh, yes, yes, that one," I stammered and sipped juice.
"Based on the article, I think Oliver has a crush on you," Danica teased. I rolled my eyes to heaven. She knew I had a crush on Oliver for years, well of course, she was my sister. I trust her with everything.
"And what concluded you to that kind of result?" I asked her. Danica shrugged and smiled.
"I don't know, I think that's what you wanted hear," Danica grinned. I stuck out my tongue.
"Just so you know, Oliver and I are in a relationship right now," I told her plainly. Danica looked at me, in shock, "Really?"
As I said, I trust Danica with everything. She's a good sister. Besides, she has every right to know. Oh, our relationship's confidential by the way.
"Shh, that's to remain confidential. So don't tell anybody, please?" I told Danica. Danica nodded, "Sure. I am your sister."
I laughed. Then Danica stood up, "I have to go."
"Oh, why?" I asked, standing up too, "You barely ate… or drank."
Danica laughed, "Nah… I just have some work to do."
"It's a Sunday," I stated. Danica stuck out her tongue, "I have this special assignment to do."
"Okay then… bye Nica," I said using her nickname, giving her a hug. Then, Danica went out the door, going to apparate.
"Paul loves you!" I shouted at her, teasing her with her boyfriend. She just laughed before she faded away.
(Oliver's POV)(Puddlemere Team's Quidditch Pitch)(Next Few Days)
"Great job everyone," their team coach announced, "Head for the showers!"
When we all turned around, our coach made one more announcement, "Wood, go to my office when you're done."
My teammates looked at me strangely. I shrugged back and went headed for the showers.
"So sir… what did you want to talk about?" I asked him in the office. I examined my coach's face. He looked stressed, confused, and well, angry. That made me nervous, I have a feeling I have done something terribly wrong.
"You see, Wood," my coach began, standing up from his seat behind his desk and walked around the room, "…Puddlemere has been winning games, well… quite a number. But as you could see… well…"
He stopped on his tracks and looked at me, "…with deep concentration and determination, we win. Until one game that we played a few weeks ago, more or less…"
"Are you talking about the Quaffle I missed?" I asked, bewildered. Damn it, can't they get over it? There bound to be one day I'll miss a Quaffle! "Sir, I'm terribly sorry about my mistake but that's just one!"
"Wood, it's not about the missed goal," my coach hesitated, "Have you read the newspaper this morning?"
I shook my head, "I was in a hurry to head for practice because I overslept."
"Well, Wood," coach continued on and got the Prophet on his desk, "read this."
My coach dropped the newspaper on my lap. It wasn't the front page though; it was only the Sports Section. My coach only reads the Sports Section, that's where he usually gets the updates on Quidditch. I do that too.
Just right on the Sports page, in big bold letters was the title. There was an article under. It was quite short. My eyes froze in fear as I read each letter of the title. I read it again, and again. I wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream.
This can't be happening.
So, that's it. It's short but I promise to update:) And, I know this was pretty "unclear" but you'll get the idea sooner or later. So... now, I have to go to the mall with my momita and hermana, wheee. And hopefully spend the Christmas money my grandmama gave me. Ha-ha, just bored. That's it!
Survey... survey... what would you give a guy who's into music, in the track team and into computer games? It should NOT be expensive too, of course. Hehe. I was thinking of baking something since I have no idea and it's kinda cheap but I thought it'd be too cliche or something. Anyway, if you have an idea, just tell me. XD Ha-ha
Oh and... HAPPY NEW YEAR!
And to my reviewers? Okay, I PROMISE after this chapter, I'll reply to your reviews. It's been one hell of a week. XD