Chapter three
Hogwarts, here I come!
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After the Portkey thing, I was now in my house waiting for my mom to finish changing. We were going to Diagon Alley to buy the new books… new list of supplies! This is totally my last year in Hogwarts.
At last my mother is done! I jumped to my feet and tagged along with her to Diagon Alley. My mom and I rode a bus to London.
"Mom, this is my last year… we had to choose a career last year, though I don't know what I'll be." I said. "It depends on what you like! Maybe you'll end up being a Minister in the Ministry of Magic!" she whispered.
"Well… I dunno, I so don't like Arithmancy and well, being an Auror is cool!" I said. "Just what I said… it depends on what you like!" she said.
After the short bus ride, we bought my stuff for school then rode away to our house.
Tomorrow, I'm going to Hogwarts! The best school I've ever been… probably the best home too!
I slept early so that I make sure that I get enough rest for tomorrow.
The next day, I woke up early, so early that it was not even dawn yet! I looked at the clock, wow, great! 1:00 a.m., how does that sound?
I felt that I wasn't really that sleepy so I just read the books we bought. I also glanced at my Prefect's badge, I'm not Head Boy, but anyway, I don't even care!
I read one book in History of Magic… which is really boring, thank you! I grabbed another book, about Advanced Potions, not my favorite subject!
I got another one… Transfiguration! My favorite subject! I loved to experiment turning things into something else, I want to be an Animagus someday!
I read the book… some were interesting but some were just redundant. After reading Chapter one, I felt sleepy again. I climbed up to my bed then slept.
The next day, I was awaken by a loud CLANG! In the kitchen. I sat up from bed and then went down to look what happened. My mom and dad were fighting! And my gosh, they used the metal utensils to bang the tables and there were so many shattered glasses.
"What's going on here, mom, dad?" I demanded. They looked at me, frightened as if I'm a big giant! "Well, we were er… showing an exhibition?" said my dad looking at my mom.
"Yah, we are… we juggled and all because there'll be a fair in the Ministry, we were all supposed to do something to keep them entertained." Said my mom quickly. "And you use all our utensils and glasses? MOM! What's wrong with you all?" I said.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" she said. Yah fine! I know they were fighting, but why? "Why were you fighting?" I blurted out. They looked at me in a straight face and said, "None of your business!"
I had no more things to say so I turned on my heel and left the kitchen. I packed my trunk with the belongings and new books, my broom… I really love Quidditch! My wand, some parchment, quills, inks…. That's all!
I went down and then hid behind the kitchen door, listening to what they were saying. "I told you, we must not let Cedric go to Hogwarts! What if the Dark Mark was there? Just like in the Quidditch World Cup! My goodness! You could have been hurt!" said my mom. "Nonsense! Don't you believe in the greatest wizard that ever lived, Dumbledore!" said my dad.
"But the second best wizard is You-Know-Who!" argued my mom. "But still, the greatest wizard is the Headmaster!" said my dad. I thought that dad was right, there won't be anything that would happen to me in Hogwarts… I'm perfectly safe there!
And I asked myself, why do they have to argue when it's nearly time to go? My dad said, "Don't go joking around with Dumbledore! Many want him to be Minister! He's firm, even though he has er, some sense of humor!"
LOL! Like you don't have sense of humor too, dad! "Suit yourself, if something happened to Cedric… it'd be all your fault!" she ran away and cried. I felt like I want to comfort mom, but it was nearly eleven o' clock so I'd better think nothing has happened and just er… smile?
My dad went out of the room, with some bits of shattered glass on his shirt. I tried to smile and said, "Hey dad, let's go to King's Cross!" I tried to make my voice excited, I was like overreacting already!
He just grunted and then left me alone, standing. I looked at my dad as he went upstairs in tears silently. I then sat down on a couch and waited for my dad to come out…
After a million years… my dad came with a long white beard like Dumbledore's and had a cane already since he couldn't walk by himself. He said while bopping me on the head, "You! How did you hear my conversation with your mom, how dare you!"
I said, "Hey cut it out!"…
I woke up from my vision-ish dream, my dad was there shaking my head. "Wake up! Sleepyhead! Time to go!" I bolted up and then ran out of the door. He followed me. "How are we going to King's Cross?" I asked.
"Well, I borrowed some Ministry Cars so that we'll go there unsuspected, like the flying car that Potter and Weasley drove to Hogwarts because of… I dunno! And they were suspected by Muggles." He said. Blabbing and blabbing and insulting Harry Potter in front of me.
I went in the car and saw my dad there, outside the car, talking about Harry Potter and his goofy friends, as he said. I yelled, "Would you cut it OUT!" "How dare you said that to me!" he said.
"I'm going to be late!" I said. "Well… okay then!" he said. The Ministry car zoomed. After like a few seconds, we're in King's Cross already. I said, "Well, let's go to platform 9!"
I saw the barrier between 9 and 10. I pretended to talk to dad then we slipped out of sight through the barrier. After that, we're here, the Hogwarts Express. My dad said, "Well, be a good Prefect! Make me proud!" He said. I said, "Yah, ok."
I went in Hogwarts Express and waved goodbye. He waved back. As the train moved, I felt I was going to one of the most beautiful places in the world! I went in the Prefect's compartment, and sat down with the other Prefect, Vanessa.
After a few minutes of talking with her, girls in another compartment, went cuckoo and started flocking to me asking, "How's your vacation, Cedric?" "Maybe next time you could go with me!" "No! I want him to go with me you idiot!" "No I want!" They were shouting and screaming and arguing and I wanted to get out of this mess.
I told Vanessa, "I have to go! Help me!" Vanessa pushed me forcefully out of the compartment with all those idiots. "I owe you!" I winked then she winked back. I laughed as the girls thought that I was there under them.
I went out for a walk and watched if I can spot some people there doing some not allowed stuff. I visited my best friend, Timothy in a compartment, that's good thing, there were no girls!
"Hey!" I said. "Hi, you're cheerful today, aren't you?" he said. "Not really though." I said. He shrugged and asked me, "Did you really go to the Quidditch World Cup?"
"Yah, though I didn't see you," I said. He was embarrassed, you ask me, I dunno why, but he said, "Actually, to tell you the truth, I didn't go there." I was shocked. Everyone would love to go there!
Practically, I think that he's the only person in Hogwarts who didn't go! I asked, "Why didn't you go?" he said, "My mom got sick, even had to go to St. Mungo's! Of course we don't want to leave our loved ones, you know… so —"
" I see." I said. "Is she well now?" "Yeah, and that was the time when I knew about the Dark Mark and Ireland being champion!" My dad also said, "It's a good thing we didn't go there, we might even be in danger coz of the Dark Mark!"
I said, "they even thought that Harry Potter's friend conjured the Dark Mark!" "woah! Really!" he said as his eyes widened. "Of course, that isn't true!" I said. He said, "how are you so sure?"
"I have witnessed it!" I said. "Well, anyway…" he said. "Never mind about that!" I told him about the Quidditch World Cup. Until I said, "I need to go back to my compartment already!"
"See ya!" he said. I left the compartment and went to the Prefect's. Vanessa was in her robes already and said, "Better hurry! We're near there!" "Yeah ok!" I then changed into my robes.
When we reached Hogwarts, I looked for Timothy and he was there waiting for me. "Hey!" I said. "Hi again!" he said. "Let's go in the carriages!" I went in there with him and then I just stupidly noticed that there were no horses.
Invisible horses… or maybe it's just bewitched! I shook my head and reminded myself of what my dad said, "Nothing is unbelievable with magic…"
"Are you ok?" Timothy asked. "Yeah, I'm okay… listen can I ask you something?" I said. "Sure, why not!" he said. "Is the carriage drawn by horses?" I asked.
"Yeah! Can't you see?" he asked, bewildered. Yah, I can't see! But am I the only one who can't see? "What are those called?" I asked. "They're… what's that thing again, um…" he thought hard.
"Oh! Those are thestrals! Black winged horses!" he said. "Someone said that you can see thestrals if you've seen someone die… and I did have! My father! Right, I told you that he died? Just don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Oh… okay!" I said. "I've never seen someone die yet… it's sad right?" "Definitely!" he said. "Oh just please don't remind me about it!" he pleaded. I said, "Yes… ok"
The carriage started going already and then thestrals fascinated me so much, I was willing to spend time in the library just to find them… well, maybe I can start a few days after…or so.
Well… there's still a road ahead for me.
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