The Realities of Love

Chapter four

    The sound of four knocks on the door startled Grace. *My mother never knocks?* she thought. She opened her eyes slightly to see nothing but covers over her face. She waited a moment to hear her mother's voice. nothing.

      Another three knocks echoed and worked to fill up Gracie's room. She figured since the sunlight wasn't glaring onto her face it was about 4 am. So she remained laying until told otherwise.

      Then yet again another four, quick knocks filled the room. "What is it?" Grace let out with a bit of annoyance. She hoped her mother couldn't hear it from the amount of muffle the covers over her head caused.

"Breakfast, Love!"

    Grace's eyes shot open. Her breath began to shake.
*No no no no no way!* She told herself. She very slowly sat up and pulled the sheets away from her face. Her eyes were now clenched closed.

    *one...two...* She opened her eyes quickly and let out a loud squeal which was quickly covered by Gracie's hand covering her mouth. She looked around at the dark painted walls, dusty splinter giving wood floors, the black fabric used to cover the windows.

"I did it..." She whispered to herself with a quick sigh.

"Did what?" A man - who obviously had a take in eavesdropping- questioned.

"Oh, Nothing!" She jumped out of bed and looked down at her frilled pajamas. A dark grey men's T-Shirt with blue and white, striped pants. She frantically brushed out her hair with her shaking fingers whilst looking in the large piece of glass that was organically shaped. She jogged up to the door and put her ear to the wood.

"And who are you?" She asked.

"Who am i- i-its dad! Are you alright in there?" The man pushed on the door but grace pushed back.

*Dad? I don't have a da- SIRIUS!*

"Yes!" She yelped. "I'm perfectly fine- D-dad!"

"I'll be downstairs with you're breakfast, Oh, and the Weasleys are here with Harry!" Sirius bounced off with an extra pep in his step.

"Weasleys?" Grace whispered. "Oh God. FRED!" Her hand flew to her forehead. She sat down on her squeaky bed and let out a big sigh. She glanced over to a half open closet door and got a bit more relieved.
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She placed a grey sweater up to her chest whilst in the "mirror" and held a deep burgundy skirt under it.

"This'll do." She grinned and frantically got changed.
She placed on orange socks that were evenly folded to the edge of her black boots.

"You can do this Gray." She reminded herself.

She turned the handle and opened the shrieking door to reveal a dim, lit up hallway and a staircase. With slow, shaky breaths she went down step by step and the muted voices suddenly got loud. Real loud. She pushed open the door leading her to the hall and the voices instantly stopped.

"Ah there she is! Everyone, this is my daughter Gracie!" Sirius wrapped his arm around Grace giving her a warm side hug.

Grace instantly felt her face go pale then a bright red as she looked down after making eye contact with Sirius.

"Oh Gracie! I've heard so much about you!" Mrs. Weasley pinched Gracie's cheeks and wrapped her in a big hug.

"Hello Dear! Now tell me, how is america? what is it like?" Arthur asked very amused.

"Well- its um... Nice i guess!" Gracie said very nervously.

"Woah! The accent!" Ginny smiled and introduced herself. "I'm Ginny Weasley!"