If you told me when I was seven that after I graduated from Hogwarts that I would have been looking after my little brother because we don't have any parents because my mother died, and I have not seen my father since I was ten. I would have cried out or laughed but at this moment as I sat in my room in the family manor writing a letter to the ministry applying for a job. I could feel a pang of sadness inside for my brother Newton. He was just expelled from Hogwarts and now he has no other way to become a wizard. "At least he got to keep his wand," I said quietly as I heard my little brother laugh in his room. My door was open so I could hear if anything were wrong. Thankfully, nothing was but I knew that something would go wrong. A sigh escaped my lips as I smile at my little brother's laugher, but I could still feel sad. I knew that I should not show this to Newt but how can I hide that? Newt will know that I'm upset. Even though he never meets eyes or anyone's eyes for that matter. Another side escaped my lips as I put my quill down and looked at the clock it was around lunchtime and I knew that Newt maybe won't eat but I must try to get him to. Sometimes it was hard to be with Newt, but I love him anyway. So, I stood up and walked over to my door. With a sigh, I walked out and walked over to Newt's room. I knocked on the open door to see Newt playing with one of the beasts that he must have found outside yesterday while I was crying in my room because my mother had just died, and I did not have the heart to tell Newt. I still have not told him. I don't think I'll be ready for that. I smiled when Newt looked at the door and stood up.
"Hello brother," he said in his quiet voice. I liked his quiet voice but sometimes I wished that he would speak up at some point. I smiled at him as I looked at him in his green eyes so full of happiness. How could I ruin that?
"I was wondering if you would like some lunch?" I asked him. Newt put his hand on his chin and hummed for a minute then he shook his head and went back to playing on the ground.
"I'm not hungry. When Is mother um coming back from her trip again?" He asked me laughing a little at the beast next to him. "I'm going to take care of you," he said to it. A small smile formed on my lips, but I turned away to keep the tears from my eyes.
"Not for a while," I lied because how could I ruin his happiness? I watched as Newt nodded. "Does it have a name?" I ask getting down to see the withe beast with harry arms and body. Newt's eyes lit up and said:
"Dougal. Yes, Dougal," he laughed as he moved the beasts arms. Newt then laughed when he grabbed a journal net to him and got off the floor to his desk and started to write. At this point, I knew that Newt might want to be left alone or he forgot I was there.
"That is a wonderful name little brother. I'll be downstairs if you want to eat anything," I say before I got to my feet and walked out of the room. Newt nodded but he did not say anything as he started to hum to himself again.
My dining room was so quiet now without mother and Newt. Sometimes I wonder if Newt knew that mother is never coming back. He knew that father will never come back. Sometimes I miss father even though he did not care much for Newt. Newt was only a baby, but father hatted him so much hate. I've never seen so much hate for someone. "He was a baby father!" I say looking down at the paper that I was reading this morning. Tears filled my eyes again but this time I allowed them to fall. I cried for my mother, and for my little brother who did not understand what was going on now. Newt had told me when he got home from Hogwarts that it was really his fault that he was the one that hurt that student. Even though we both knew that it was not his fault. I placed my head in my hands in my head and sat there crying. However, I did not notice Newt walk down the stairs humming to himself still.
"I'm going for a walk brother. Is that ok?" I nod and removed my head from my hands.
"Yes, Art that is ok, just do go too far," I told him trying to hide the sadness in my voice. Newt however did not hear it as he nodded and walked out the front door.
When Newt left I went back up to my room to finish that letter, but I could not focus on this because my brother might get hurt on his walk or something bad could happen to him. Tears formed in my eyes again as I worte down my name and sighed when I was finished. I then looked over to my owl and smiled at him. "Can you take this to the ministry?" I ask the bird who made a noise in response. "Thank you," I said before I stood up and tied the letter to his leg. Then I watch as the bird flies out my window and sighed before I sat back down at my desk lost in my worried thoughts about my brother who still might get hurt or something or he will go far and get lost. I did not want him to get lost. Sometimes Newt does not listen to me and I fear that he will not this time around. However, I could do nothing right now then think about him and think about when and how to tell him that mother is dead. Tears filled my eyes again as I sat there lost in thought.
A/N: What do you think about my new story? Please be nice and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading and maybe you can help me with this one. I don't really know where to go with this so maybe you guys can help with some plot stuff. I really loved writing this first CH and I can't wait for more. Thanks again and I will see you next time. -Captain Voxland