Chapter 7: Late.
I don't get sick. I just don't. This was the main reason my brothers feared that if there was a major killing plague that I'd be left alone and I'd starve cause I wouldn't be able to find food. That's why I hate aparating. It's the only time I feel less the perfect healthwise.
You can imagine my distain when I slammed down on my porch steps and fell to my knees at Mr. Malfoy's side. It only got worse when my mother immediately opened the front door and dragged me in and started yelling at me. Mmmmm good ole' mom's screaming, nothing like home! Not only that, Mom was performing for an audience of males.
The Malfoys had lined up amongst my brothers and made no motions to hide the fact their attentions were nowhere near the toast my brothers were giving them.
"You ARE TO NEVER RUN OFF EVER AGAIN DO YOU HEAR ME?" haha like you didn't tell me to?
Eventually she stopped her tirade, because she caught sight of her audience. Like she didn't see them before.
She dragged me up the three flights of stairs to my room, and practically threw me in my room from my drawing room. Geesh, mom's finally been doing something athletic. The second I found my legs and made my way to my bed to sit down, my mom's tirade started again.
It got louder and louder until eventually it was just a jumble of swear words and other offensive things. Then she just stopped dead. Like she had heard something strange. She raced out to my balcony just as an owl swooped in. It was a creamy white envelope and it looked important, so I knew instantly that I'd never find out what's inside.
My mom turned pink, then white, then turned and rushed to me, and dragged me towards the stairs. She managed to move me down the stairs at a speed that if I went by myself I would break every bone in my body. When we got to the kitchen, my mother stormed out the front door with Mr. Malfoy after throwing the letter at him.
My brothers and I shrugged and started to wander towards out bedrooms, before a familiar sneer erupted.
"So now that the adults are gone, what will we do with ourselves?"
My brothers instantly turned back, but I kept myself moving forwards, mostly because I knew that I wouldn't be invited to partake in their activities.
"Hey, Tim, I think your sister finally learned her place, all it took was a trip to the dump and a mouthful from your mother ey?"
Oh god how I hate that stupid little slimy swat.
"Nah, she's just probably too good to be around us, now that she's not really our sister"
Tim is a dead man.
Wait.
" Wait, what was that?" I said as I turned around, incredulous that they would even say that.
" Oh," Josh seemed at loss for words for once, bad sign " it's a joke janny?"
When I was twelve, I made the best discovery a little sister could. One night when I was supposed to be asleep, I caught Tim sneaking out to the gardens. I followed him out and saw that he was with some girl who looked like she was pulled right out or my mother's Witches Weekly. She was really pretty, and her long, long black hair blew in the wind hypnotically. My brother and her spent well over an our on their brooms, and she seemed to be very much his superior in technique, and she was teaching him. After a while I got bored, so I went up to bed, The next morning I asked him if he had fun last night. He denied it, and it was then that I realized just how great of a liar my brother was. Except for the fact that when he lied, he looked my right in the eyes, and he had to put his hands in his pockets.
Now I wished that I never knew his lying tactics, because as my brother kept his calamity, I saw right through it, and he knew it.
" Are there sibling disputes?"
That is one dead blonde.
"Miny Malfoy, go away." I managed to growl
"And miss this? Not even for the all the money in the world. Mostly because I own most of the money in the world." Damn twit.
"So be it you little.."
Adam may be the oldest, and 'wisest', but he never has a good threat handy. Ten bucks says he will come up with one in an hour and forget who it was intended for.
"I do not believe that my father and your mother will be back at a decent hour, so I would like to know which room I will be retiring to." Just perfect.
"Well, Jan's a girl, so not her, I'm oldest, so I'm automatically out of the question." I love Adam
Tim and Josh gave each other looks of desperation. This took a while. Like , a long while. Sometimes I think my brothers have a telepathic connection. Wait, I'm a twin, don't I get powers? What is wrong with me! This is so not fair, I have to share my birthday, but I have to put in the effort to verbally communicate with people.
At the end of my middle brothers' silent conversation, Josh sighed and backed down. " Fine, I'll bunk with Tim"
"UH NO, I get my own room." Tim is so dumb
"Then where is he going to sleep?" Ah, Adam's voice of reason.
"Jan's room, they are twins after all." One day, Tim will wake up dead.
"While you siblings bicker over commodities, I'm going to retire for the night."
With that, the little intruder spun around and glided towards the staircase. How lucky he has it, to have such a simple way to bed. Not having to share a room. Wait a second.
"Why don't Josh just share a room with little Malfoy?" I am such a genius.
Josh, Tim, and Adam all gave me looks of confusion.
" What mad that your little sister beat you to an idea? Huhuhuh?" I am SO a genius. Take that brothers, TAKE THAT!
"I just said that" Tim mumbled menacingly
"uh, um uhgha yeah, um." I am such an idiot.
" Now we're deciding who gets the last piece of toast"
I stalked up the staircase to my landing and immediately slammed my drawing room door. Don't ask me why. I just felt the need to. Then I proceeded to go out of my mind looking for my bed, which turned up in my bedroom. Of course, my room was two things: dark, and dusky. It also, was completely stone. Not realizing this, I flopped onto my bed. Bad idea.
I went to my book shelf, and found the slip of paper in my herbology book that had the counterspell that would make my bed soft again. I flopped onto my bed a second time, and to my delight, my bed welcomed me into its softness. I rolled around for a few minutes enjoying the softness, not realizing I had a visitor.
"Jan?" Josh will never learn how to knock will he? "I can come back later if you want?"
"WHAT?" I don't like to be disturbed.
"Good night Jan, I'm sorry about today" Maybe I'll spare Josh after all.
With that he left, and I was allowed to resume my joy rolling again. Eventually I realized what an idiot I must have looked like, so I stopped, and laid out all of my favorite pajamas to decide which were going to be tonight's. After a bit of deliberation, I decided that I was going to wear the ones my mother bought me for my birthday this year. I mean, they may be dorky, but at least they are soft as hell. Weird as they may be, they are like wearing silk and cashmere at the same time (two of the muggle fabrics that my brothers bought from India while they were there.)
I threw off my dirty clothes and let them litter my floor, before I realized that the house elves wouldn't pick up my mess. I scurried around as fast as I could to minimize the time I had to touch my disgusting clothing. Also, I didn't want my one of my brothers to randomly walk in again and see my naked dance. When I finished I put the heap at the door and danced my way to my bathroom.
I turned on my shower and waited for the room to steam up. When my mirror was sufficiently blocked, I hopped into the shower and yelped as the scalding water hit me. After a while my skin adjusted to the heat and I started to scrub away the black from my skin. When I again resembled a human I threw my hand around blindly trying to find my towel. Cursing the fact that I left it, my wand, and my pajamas back on my bed, I sprinted through the cold to them, and raced back to the steamy bathroom.
As I put on my pajamas I danced around, braiding my hair into two sides, making up a song. Boy was I ready for a good night's sleep. After I slipped on my pajamas from heaven, I realized that Josh would be trying to sleep right now, and he and that Malfoy brat would be cranky if I kept them both up, with my prancing around. I switched to ballet, and slipped my way around my room, and I slid into my bed. It still felt my blankets were a little stiff, and stubborn, but I decided that it wasn't worth the effort. I danced in my bed to my little melody, and as I drifted off to sleep, I could have sworn someone was mumbling in my ear.