Dancing On Your Grave

A new face

"Get the fuck up!" I heard someone yell from the other side of my door. I flinched because of a sudden noise. I was too tired to open my eyes though, let alone to get up. The person in front of my room started banging on my door, not for too long, but enough to get me pissed.

"What do you want?!" I yelled, still not opening my eyes. Silence. Was I dreaming? I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I'm already awake, why not get up? As I was lifting my head up someone ran through my door, braking the door handle and falling in front of my bed. We made eye contact as soon as the person who just broke into my room lifted their head up. 

Ah, of course. Louis.

"Are you satisfied now? You broke my door" I stared at him with a disappointed look. He rubbed the back of his neck and slowly got up. "You know, you could get up on time so I won't have to do this anymore" he said smirking. God I wanted to hex him so bad.

"I fucking hate you" I sighted. "I know" he smirked. His hands slid gently down my desk, as if wiping dust from it. The expression on his face have changed. He seemed..focused. Like he was looking for something. "What are you doing?" I asked. 

He looked up at me. "Have you seen my ring?" he asked. His eyes were wide open, as he was terrified. "What ring?" I asked while getting out of bed. He didn't answer, just rubbed his nose and turned around. There was a pause. "Oh my God. YOU'VE LOST OUR FATHER'S RING?!" I screamed at him.

It was a black ring in a shape of a snake and a green diamond as it's eyes. The thing was in our family for centuries. Every male member had it at some point of their lives. It was well protected and no one has ever lost it, until now.

"I didn't lose it!" he said turning around, "I just don't know where I've put it" he whispered. 'Two more years, two more years' I was repeating this sentence in my head over and over, 'two more years and I can hex the living shit out of him'.

"Can you please help me find it?" he started walking towards me. "No. This is your fault and I don't want to get involved" I stated. "Pleaseee! Mom is going to kill me!" he begged. I couldn't care less, honestly. He always manipulated me into fixing his mistakes and I'm done with doing him favours. He's 15, he can handle this on his own. "Not a chance. Now get out of my room, I need to get ready" I said making my way to the bathroom.

"That's why no one in our family likes you. You're so fucking selfish" he yelled and stormed out of my room. I would fight with him any other day, but today, I'm all about positivity. 

It's the begging of a new year at Hogwarts and I'll finally see my friends again. I've missed them so much you don't even understand. This time I've spent without them was a torture. We've been inseparable since our first day at Hogwarts, they're my family. I wanted to invite them all to spend the summer break with me, but my mom didn't approve. Ever since my dad went missing she doesn't let people inside our home. Everytime I've asked her why, she'd get frustrated and hide in her room. It was a very touchy subject for her and I wouldn't push it. It was obvious she was uncomfortable talking about it, or my dad. Poor woman, I can't even imagine how hard it's been for her to raise Louis and me all on her own. Especial with the worry about my dad missing. 

"Enya! We have to go! Hurry up!" Louis yelled from downstairs snapping me out of my thoughts. Oh shit, we'll be late!