I wake up to the smell of bacon, the sun beating through the window and the sound of wave crashing against rocks.
I sit up in the bed and look around, this room really is amazing. I stand up and put on some slippers and a dressing gown before heading downstairs to see Ana, Geoff and Avery.
"Good morning, Jasmania!" Geoff says as he sees me, now weird nickname, cool. "Breakfast is being put on the table as we speak." He's waving his wand about and moving the plates of food from the counter tops to the wooden dining table. "Take a seat." He says.
I do, and Ana is there with Avery.
"Sleep well?" Ana asks me.
"Yes, really well actually." I say, pouring myself a glass of Geoff's homemade apple juice.
"Breakfast is severed." Geoff says taking a seat at the table as well.
"Wow," I say at the amount of amazing looking food on the table. Bacon, eggs, toast, cheese, potatoes, beans, tomatoes, sausages, muffins, pancakes, croissants, oatmeal, a large variety of fruit and yogurt. This is amazing.
"You'll probably go back to school 3 stone heavier, but we hope you enjoy your stay." Ana says and laughs lightly, as she feeds a spoonful of yogurt to Avery.
Geoff starts to fill his plate, so I do too. This is so good.
By the time breakfast is over, I find it hard to move.
"I'm thinking about walking down the beach today, showing you the scenery?" Ana says to me.
"Yeah, okay, sounds good to me." When I can start moving again though.
"Cool, I'll let you get dressed and stuff then we'll go out."
I nod and smile. Now here's the tricky part of actually moving again. I pull myself out of the chair and walk back upstairs to my bedroom again. My clothes are all still in my bag, so I just pull out the first thing I can find to put on. I head for the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair, and put a minimal amount of makeup on my face. Anticipating the cold weather, I also throw on my woolly hat, scarf and gloves along with my winter coat.
"Let's go!" Ana call, when I reach the bottom of the stairs.
I smile and follow her out the door into the cold and harsh sea wind, it's still nice though.
We start our walk by heading straight to the edge of the sea; it's an extremely blue colour that could probably pass s the Caribbean Sea.
We begin to walk along the shore as Ana starts to talk, "So, how's school?"
"School? It's school." I say.
"Want to leave yet?" She asks.
"More or less every day," I smile.
Ana laughs at my comment, "I know what you mean."
We come to big pile of rocks; Ana begins to climb them so follow her.
"You're doing well though, aren't you? Still on track to become one of those magical doctor people in the ministry?" She asks me once we reach the top of the rocks.
"Oh, yeah. I'm doing fine, it's just not as fun as it use to be, there's a lot more work."
"Why do you think I left?" She says sitting down on the top of the rock pyramid.
I sit next to her.
"What about boys? How are they treating you?" Of course she's asking about that.
"Err... It's complicated." I say, oh wow.
"That means there's someone; you have to tell me about this, I'm your big sister... Wait, is it Dean?" She says.
"What? No, Dean's my best friend, nothing like that would ever happen between us." To be honest, I'm surprised she remembers Dean.
"Okay then, then who is it, it's not like I know him." Yes, but might know the name.
"It's just some guy; we hang out at school and stuff, that's really it."
"Why is it so, complicated then?" She asks.
"Why are you so noisy still? I thought you'd drop that as you got old." I laugh.
"As I got old?" Ana laughs, "Blimey, I'm only 22."
"Yeah, but now you have kid, and that means you're old." This is me just winding her up now.
She laughs again, "What about that Muggle girl who lived next door to us back at home, she had a baby at 15, is she old?"
"She's probably old now." I say.
"Oh, Jasmine, you knew what I meant."
I nod, and Ana laughs again.
"Maybe you should just drop out of school, like I did; you could probably still get your ministry job, by the grades you told me before you seem perfectly capable." Ana says after a few moments of silence.
"Maybe," I say back, I've thought about it before, but I don't know. It's probably not a great idea anyway.
Christmas comes around quickly, and we are soon exchanging gifts with one another.
"Candles?! Yes... Oh my god, they smell amazing." Ana says.
They give me some jewellery that Ana hand crafted, a box of unusual chocolate flavours that Geoff made and a framed photo of Avery. "Thank you, guys. These are all so lovely." I say, embracing them both in a hug and then kissing Avery's head.
We spend the day singing Christmas songs, as Geoff cooks dinner for us all. The evening is spent with board games, and more singing. This is the best Christmas I've had for a while.
An owl appears at the window later on with a present from Dean, it's my favourite perfume and a small passport size photo of him that says 'I know how much you miss me' on the back.
I sent him my present a couple of days ago, it was a new West Ham shirt and an extremely sentimental card (when I say sentimental I actually mean extremely crude and I really hope his mother doesn't read it.)
We take a seat on the sofa together at the end of the night, all exhausted, Anastasia is leaning on Geoff and Avery is asleep in my arms. I wish it could be this perfect forever, I'd drop out of school to have this every day, I really would.
On Boxing Day I wake up at 2pm, and spend most of time in my room writing back to my friends. I am interrupted by loud voices coming from downstairs, not shouting, just loud, it's 7pm. I drag myself off the floor to see what all of this is about, as I walk down the stairs I see Geoff and Ana standing by the door with something else. He is dressed in all black, and he looks tired.
"Draco?" I say, stopping at the bottom of the stairs.
"Jasmine, he says he's come to see to you." Ana says.
I stand there and just look at him, what is he doing here?
"Would you like to come in?" Ana says cheerfully. She and Geoff stand aside and Draco walks in.
"Can we talk please?" Draco says his voice shaky.
I stare at him for a moment, before giving a slight nod and turning around to walk back upstairs.
I hear Geoff say its fine to go up and then Draco footsteps on the stairs.
I sit on my bed and wait for him to come into the room, he does and he closes the door behind him.
He stands by the closed door for a while, head facing the ground.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want- I want you to trust me." Draco says, his voice shakier then before. "I need you to know that... I don't want to hurt you but I'm scared and I don't know what I'm doing here, but I need you to trust me." He looks up and straight into my eyes.
I sit on the bed and watch him as he slowly walks over and sits down next to me.
"Draco?" I say.
"Please, just trust me." He says again, holding the sleeve of his left arm.
I'm scared about what's going to happen, even know I know what's happening. "I trust you." I say.
He pushes up the bottom of his sleeve, but stops at the wrist, I put my hand onto his and start to pull it up for him, and he avoids looking at me, as he lets me do it. There it is, his sleeve has been fully pushed up and he has moved his hand away and is now looking out of the window as I examine his arm. The dark mark, I'm shocked, I knew it was there but I think there was something in mind telling me there wasn't. I trace my finger over the mark; it's still slightly raised from where they burnt it into his skin. I can feel my throat becoming tight and my eyes filling with tears.