Chapter Two

My New Family

"Alexa, it's so great to see you! Where is Alexandria?" she says looking around.

"Right here," Alex said, walking down the stairs. "Hiya!"

"Girls," Uncle Edgar said to us. Go upstairs and pack your things, we are going to leave and catch a train soon. Go on, get everything, we won't be coming back." The rest of that day is a mere blur of memories.

The first few year were good, there was nothing to out of the ordinary happening. Then there was that fateful day when I was eight. Me and Alex were playing Hide-and-go-seek at school with all of our friends. I was the second person found, and then went to help the rest of them find everyone else.

It was nearing the end of our break, and Alex was still nowhere to be found. We called her multiple times, but we couldn't find her. We told our professor and he said that the rest of the class should go inside and that only our group would go and look. After twenty minutes or so, I wandered into the football and rugby field.

There was a large, black, hooded figure that reminded me of a ghost. It look like it was feeding off of the girl beneath it. The girl was dying. That was when I realized that it was my sister.

The rest of the group saw her, and asked what was wrong. I Practically screamed at them, "DON'T YOU SEE THE BIG BLACK THING?! IT'S KILLING HER!!" I was so confused. Why couldn't they see it? I knew that it was there, that Alex was dying, that something was extremely wrong. The black thing had to exist, I couldn't be hallucinating. The air was getting colder as I approached it and Alex seemed to get weaker. I then took a step back, knowing that she was beyond help anyway.

I saw a small blue, glowing, ball come out of Alex's mouth and the black thing swallowed it. Her head turn toward me, and there was one last look of love and sorrow. Her eyes were brimmed with tears, as she mouthed good-bye. Then it was over. The thing left and Alex collapsed on to the cold ground. The professor ran up to see what was wrong with her, but she was already gone. I fainted right there, that was to much for me.

I remember the funeral, how hard I cried, and then being expelled from school because I was a disruption to the rest of the class. After that, I started doing more and more magic. When I was eleven, I got the letter from Hogwarts and I was extremely happy. I packed my bags and waited for the rest of the summer to go. On the day I boarded the train, my aunt and uncle were really nervous. I didn't understand why. I waved good bye cheer fully and went to find a place to sit on the train.

boy i sure know how to write a depressing story
it shud get happier... i think
-Jessie-