Disclaimer: Still not JK Rowling, still don't own Harry Potter...
"Andi, dear, come help me clean up the table for supper!" Andi didn't respond, but got up and started to make her way downstairs from her room.
"Andromeda Kirkwood, are you coming?" Her mother was getting a bit frustrated.
"I'm coming, Mum!" Andi, who was now six and a half, wanted only to play with her friends, but it was cleaning day. Sunday. Which meant she had to help out with everything that needed doing.
As she set the table, she noticed that her baby brother, Leo, was crawling towards her. She hugged him and went back to cleaning. Leo crawled off, unsteady, to Mum, who picked him up and told him it was almost suppertime.
Andi stared at her clean plate. She had eaten all the food on it-with seconds-, and felt ready to pop. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes for a moment. It was pretty late. They always ate a late supper on Sundays. It was a tradition.
"Looks like someone's tired," commented Mum. "Time for teeth-brushing, I think."
"Muuum!" protested Andi feebly, but went upstairs and brushed her teeth anyways. When she came back down, Leo was asleep in Mum's arms. She hugged them both, as well as her Dad.
"Night, Mum. Night, Dad. Night, Leo," she said before walking back upstairs and into her bedroom. It was green, painted with lilypads and the occasional frog on the walls. Andi curled up in her bed.
After a few minutes, Mum came up and tucked her in, kissing her goodnight and turning out the lights. Andi waited a few minutes, listening, then went to sleep.
A clap of thunder sounded in her ears, causing them to ring and her to wake up. Andi shot bolt upright and trembled as it died down. When she had decided that it was safe, Andi crawled across the bed into the wide sill of her window, hiding behind the drapes as she watched the rain fall. Lightning danced all over the horizon, and the thunder was nearly constant.
One particularly close flash lit up the garden. For an instant, Andi thought she saw a small, black, horse-like animal. It seemed leggy, wrinkly, awkward-shaped, and unstable, and it was half-hidden behind a bush. It wasn't very pretty. Andi wondered if it was a horse at all. But she saw no more of it; the storm was beginning to die down and move away from her city, Surrey.
The next morning, Andi had all but forgotten about the mysterious creature she might have seen. It seemed like a dream now, vague and only half-remembered. Andi wondered if there had been a storm at all.
