6. Groaned
"Edgar Avan Bones!Give me the broomstick! It's my turn," Amelia pleaded with him. "You can't keep hogging the it!" the seven year old Amelia Bones cried to her brother.
Edgar stuck his tongue out at his younger sister jokingly. He absolutely loved tormenting her. "No, Mel. I just got it. So I think that makes it my turn," hr said as he laughed and kept on riding throughout the leaf-covered backyard.
As a last resort she yelled to him, "I'm gunna tell Mum." She knew she wouldn't, tho and so did Edgar since he just laughed and kept on riding. Amelia sighed. She sighed started pulling up the grass.
This would be a while...
"Mrs. Bones? Mrs. Bones? What do you think about the starting of having to prove your magic before your allowed to go?" She came back to see Cornelius Fudge's face right in her's.
"Huh? Oh, well, I don't think that would be fair to all the squibs," she said the room of people surrounding her.
"Hmph," she heard Fudge say and then he started talking quickly to his quill again.
She was completely out of it today and it was only the morning.
Today is her brother's fifty-sixth birthday. Well, it would have been if he was still here. If You-Know-Who hadn't done away with him.
Amelia groaned. This was going to be a long day...
A/N: So I know I haven't updated in a while but my muse took her vacation late & since I've been completely blank. Even now it sucks but I had to force my self to write this. So yeah, sorry it's sucky D: I plan to have it all finished before my month's up. Hopefully. Anyway, reviews are love:D