(Chapter 6 12/27/06)

Water: The reason for life. I have always enjoyed walking in the rain. Being wet is fun. I have always enjoyed the welcoming sight of water. While a lot of people can find the ocean intimidating I think that it is awe inspiring. I really enjoy being outdoors and appreciating the small things in life, but I have little time for any of that anymore. My father is overbearing and trying to live out all of his unfulfilled dreams through me. I know that my parents only want the best for me as any parents do, but they have gone to obsessively extreme lengths. I don't think that anyone has had their parents plan every exact detail for the first 60 years of their child's life.

Swimming and surfing are awesome. I enjoy being out in nature and especially interacting with the water. With the hustle an bustle of today's society it is hard to believe that there are under appreciated things like lakes and forests still in this world. It is amazing that all of nature's beauty has not already been eradicated in order to make more building for civilization. Surfing is definitely muggle, but it's awesome. The wind and water in your face and hair is an awesome experience. It is still nothing to quidditch.

It's all my dad talks about. The closest my father got to quidditch was being a reserve keeper for his house team. He wasn't even the first string reserve! HE is truly atrocious at the game, but pretends as if he is too good for everyone else. I really don't like that about. Any time I go over to a new friend's house I end never talking to those kids again. My father means well but really knows how to push the buttons of people by bragging about my supposed accomplishments.

Getting my Hogwarts letter was the happiest day of his life. He always thought that I was nothing, well not exactly. I would rather be outside playing in water than flying on a broomstick than training to become the next Minister of Magic. Not to say that I don't love quidditch, but I feel more at home in the waves than in the sky. I really enjoy reading, but I don't think he thinks I dedicate enough time to my studies. I try hard to focus, but is hard to do so when the weather outside is perfect to surf or fly on my broom.

He is trying to mold me, well has been trying to mold me into a prefect since the beginning. HE keeps on going on how I will not live long enough to become Head Boy if I don't get off of my board and bunk down on my studies. Some of the things he says really frighten me. They aren't mean or anything but it seems like he knows that I am going to die soon or something. I really don't know what is going on in that mind of his but it really frightens me sometimes.

My mother is nice enough. Like my father she expects great things out of me, but doesn't hold as high expectations. That is not to say she does not think I will amount to nothing, but knows that I am not bookish enough for a job in the Ministry. I try to appease my dad to no end. I love my mother and she has always tried to mix fun with all of the studies my dad has me do. Because of the workload my father piles on me I never attended muggle school or the pre-Hogwarts programs many other children attend before going to Hogwarts.

I am surprised that he wouldn't want me to begin to show off how smart I was before my first year began. I know he means well, but it is really hard to live up to the expectations that he has for me when the majority of them are unrealistic. HE keeps on telling me I will die a tragic death early in my life if I don't get my priorities straight—this really frightens the hell out of me.

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My powers awakened when I was ten I believe. I was at a ministry banquet. I think it was the second to last Christmas one I attended before going to Hogwarts. Because I was born after the first of September I was pushed back to the year after. It was the last time I would remember feeling like myself until I attended Hogwarts. Normally there are a lot of children at these kind of functions, but this time there were only two other kids besides me. They were like day and night, but they seemed to be the best of friends. One with black hair, the other a light honey brown. One with horrible teeth, the other… he was… REALLY COOL LOOKING! Not to say that I'm ugly, but I am just a little boy compared to him…well both of them. I learned that both of them were at Hogwarts already.

It was really intimidating going over to them and trying to interact with them. But the brown haired one was really nice and took me under his wing. The black hair boy was nice. They were both older than me, but we still managed to have a great time despite that fact. It was really fun being with them. It was the first time in a long time that I was actually having fun. My mother would take me to the beach from time to time but I never had a friend there. This was different. I had made two new friends.

They even told me so. We got along so well that the time flew by. Before we knew it, our parents would be coming to get us to go home. It felt exhilarating to do what I wanted for once instead of what my father expected me to do. I know that teenagers rebel and everything, but I don't think I could ever do that. I don't think that would be accepted. I don't think I would be even able to try…

After a while, when they got to know me, they showed me their powers over air and fire. Soon after with a flick of the wrist I could conjure water.

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Author's note…

Some minor changes have been made in particular Cedric's opinion of Oliver. I think that it made the plot a little too confusing. Hopefully this flows better.

Sorry this is so short but its getting late and my wrist is really bothering me. I went from over 200 words to about 1000. I am not too happy with this update but I couldn't really come up with anything else for this one. I will try to have the Earth Elemental's chapter up soon!

Please Review and Happy Holidays,

-Keeper (12/27/06)