Chapter Three

A few of days past and nothing really seemed to happen. The Maurderes only came around 3 times, staying for little over three or four hours each day. We didn't do much, we talked, laughed, took some great pictures. My favorite picture is one with me and Remus.We were on the balcony, the backdrop of a setting sun. He had his arm around my shoulder, his beautiful sandy blonde hair, all messed up from what looked like a gust of unnatural wind, smiling like you wouldn't believe. Me with my brown hair down and straight, being blown by the wind as well, my head leaning on Remus's chest Seeing as the boys where a good head taller than me and I was smiling. It was a beautiful picture.

I had also seen Rex twice, which was upsetting, but ok I guess. Now to the good part. Screw all the reminiscing telling you about the last week. Blah Blah. The good parts don't start without me. This part of the story we begin by watching me brush my beautiful, gorgeous, lushious, maginifficent brown hair. Ok so thats to many adjectives for my own good. Anyways. Im brushing my hair.

I think me and the girls might meet up at Amanda's house, sometime this week. Their was only two more weeks until school started and we all wanted to celebrate out sexy 17's. Unfournatly mine wasn't until two days before summer ended, so they would be having a party for all of them and me, as an early party.

The day was just begining. It was 12:00 pm and I was awake, dressed, and was doing my hair. I wore it up today, no bun. Just up. It had gotten unnaturally hot within three days and I know had on a pair of shorts, which where to short for my own good around Rex, and even around the Maurderers, see I have about 3 of the same ones, all different colours, and well I wore them when the boys where here. Thank god Peter wasn't with them, I wouldv'e ended up with a stalker I bet you. Even Remus was at awe. Yes I had that affect. Anyways back to my clothing styles, I was also wearing a yellow t-shirt to match the baby blue shorts. The t-shirt said I would do Me. I think Siruis bought the same one only its black.

Today Rex, and I are supposed to do something. Well I think. All he said was he was coming over. I stopped brushing my hair, that was already in the ponytail, and sat down to decide what exactly we would be doing.

Flash Back

He had phoned me on the telephone Dad had one in his back office.and Rex's mom was muggle born.
Him-Hey... We need to talk.
Me-Hey!!!! Mmmk About what?
Him- No in person.
Me- Mmmk... You wanna come over?
Him- Ok. bye.
Silence
Me-Bye...

End Flash Back

Gah. I sat on my bed and thought about our conversation. Do you think? No...? Maybe... Do you think he meantThee talk do you. The one that is most hated my every human being in a relationship? The break up talk?. I hit my head with my palm. Of course you Idiot! Thats what he meant. I heaved a sigh. Sitting down on my bed I heard a knock at the door on the main floor. Rushing out the door, down the stairs and almost trampeling over Marissa as she tried to get the doorwho let out a slight scream, I grabbed the door knob. "I GOT IT!" I shouted. As if they didn't know. Turning the knob I bit my lip.

I opened the door, my eyes on the ground, when his shoes where visible, I knew. It was him, for sure. He had worn his black and white checkered Vans and his jeans with a t-shirt. I lifted my eyes towrads his, and smiled, motioning him inside. He shook his head. "No, come for a walk". Swallowing hard I nodded and slipped on my shoes. When we walked out the door, I knew, he didn't take my hand, this was the end.

"So ... Erm... We need to talk." He said breaking the silence, surprisingly we were walking towards the lake.

"Ya, you said that already," I said, sighing. I really like him. But I had heard things about him, and people had told me to watch out. He always did this, treated you like gold for like 2 months or less, and then you where gone. He never committed, he flirted with disaster, he stole your heart and then returned it, shattered.He's like the friend who takes your stuff, and returned them broken and says I dunno how that happened, or I got it like that.

"Yah... Well I liked being with you and you are so great but I don't see this relationship going anywhere... Can we still be friends?" Sure, I love being friends with someone who stole my heart and then broke it, stomped on it, spat on it, and returned it.

"..." I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't. He looked at me and took me in his arms.

"I'm Sorry" He whispered in my ear. We stood there, my eyes fixed upon one simple spot on the ground.

"Yah... me to... we should be friends..." I said pushing him away. He nodded and we walked back to my house, silence surrounding us. Thank goodness too, because if I had to talk I wouldv'e found tears spilling down my face.

He left me at my door step and I walked up to my room, Marrissa and Dad watching me. "Hunny?" My dad asked, a worried tone played with his voice.

"I'm fine Dad. Just wanna be alone..." I said, the stairs beneath my feet. I walked into my room and sat on the balcony. This time not in my throne of luxurary, but in a black chair on the side. Out of view from my bedroom door I sat, thinking.

What an ass. How could he. Boys are gay. Boys are stupid. I thought of the most bashing thoughts I could, but it was hard having grown up with some of the best boys ever. All I could think about was the breakup, a simple tear fell down my tanned cheek just as a fat, blue, rain drop fell down from the sky. Great, it was humid, I've been dumped, I'm crying, and Its gunna rain.

I sighed heavily, and watched in silience as the clouds drew in and turned colours, and the sound of a heart breaking found itself to my ears. I couldn't hold it in, tears fell threw the layer of protectiveness on my eye. Tears fell a thousand miles as I found myself running toward my bed. I threw myself onto it, thrusting my brown haired head into the pillow. Pain. Desperation. Anger. Frustration. Depression. Pick your emotion, I'll feel it. Tears falling, colliding with my tan. The pillow suttly being soaked by tears. This went on for what seemed hours. Until I actually, finally fell asleep.

I dreamt, about a boy, about the age of three. Outside playing in a sand box, a beautiful woman with Red hair,Sat just behind him. On the one side of her a man, jet black shaggy hair, holding her hands. On the otherside of the redhead a man sat smiling at the little boy, turning to the people beside him every so often,his head full of dark brown shaggy hair, he seemed so familar, his smile, his features, the way he held himself, everything. Beside him sat a beautiful brunette woman, holding his hands and playing with her long hair.

A small tap at the window brought me out of this dreamy state. Still thinking about what I had just seen, I looked at the author of the noise, and seeing Lily's owl I jumped up and opened the window. It was still dark out and hadn't stopped raining so the poor thing was soaked. I grabbed a towel out of my dirty clothes and wrapped him in it. After wipping him off, I took the leter out of his beak and he settled on the edge of the windowsil, and closed his eyes, apparently resting.

Dearest Louise

I'm happy to hear about you and Rex. I can't wait to see you with him.

I shook my head and threw the paper onto the bedside table, not even reading the rest of the letter. Looking at a Calender realizing there was a week before school. I watched as the owl sleept soundly, my mind drifted to the dream. There looked like there was Lily, with James Potter's son, yes! I knew they would be togther, but it was just a dream. I found myself trying to figure out the others. The other woman looked alarmingly like me, so alarmingly I had to look at myself to compare it to her, before the image was gone from my mind. I looked in the mirror and began to play with my hair they way she had done. Wow, I think that was me, but who's hand was I holding? He seemed familar, his smile the most.

No! I found myself thinking of the person I thought it was. Could It Be? I'm Married to...?

I layed down again thinking. I thought about how our year would go, and how I would finally stop thinking about this stupid dream, when my reality was grabbed away and I was back asleep.