Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the idea for this story. I only borrowed the characters.
These days my mom is weird. I have not seen her today yet. Usually, I get to see her at least ten times a day zooming around, cleaning up the house.
The dirty laundry was piling up, the kitchen was stuffed with dishes.
What is wrong with her? Where is she?
I walked up the staircase and searched for her. She has vanished. Did she apparate?
I called her name, but no answer.
Then, I heard a panting noise coming from the room which I was not to enter.
I eavesdropped and heard a voice with sounded like mom's.
I checked the door and it was unlocked. I entered and saw mom and a blond guy lying in bed together. I gasped and slammed the door shut.
That guy was not my dad. I thought hard about who he could be.
Suddenly, I knew who he was. I ran downstairs and searched for that particular book I was thinking about.
The bookshelf was untidily stuffed with all kinds of books.
At last I found it, pulled it out and looked at the cover from which exactly the same blond guy was beaming at me.
It read "Magical Me by Gilderoy Lockhart".